I met unscrupulous teammates at the beginning, watch me turn the tide

The cooler was modified and had a thin rope hanging from it, which was put around the girl's neck.

"Would you like a snack, sir?"

The little girl took out a kind of "potato cake"

This potato pancake doesn't look good, it's a black lump. It's made by baking a mixture of potato peels, dried vegetable fragments, unknown animal meat scraps, sugar and flour.

If you want to eat this kind of thing, don’t ask where the raw materials come from. Asking will make you feel nauseous.

Potato chips are naturally the garbage discarded by the upper class residents.

The same goes for dried vegetable scraps.

The source of the sugar is even more unclear. It could be some kind of plant, or some kind of animal, or it could be some sugar cubes picked up from the upper layer...

As for water…even the bath water can’t be left out!

In the world of refugees, the only value of items is reuse, there is no such thing as discarding.

The production cost of this little girl is almost zero.

Fortunately, this thing won’t kill you, and the only taste it has is a hint of sweetness.

Shen Bei opened the little girl's box and took a look.

This reminded him of the little girl selling nuclear bombs.

"I'll treat you to some of Shelter 36's specialty food."

Shen Bei threw out a crystal source core.

The little girl started to take out a few potato cakes.

Song You corrected Shen Bei and said, "This stuff is sold in every shelter."

Song You took a bite and it was crispy but had no chicken flavor.

"Have you been to many shelters?" Shen Bei asked, tilting his head.

"Yes."

Song You pulled a piece of potato peel from his mouth and glared at the little girl angrily: "It's disgusting! You really live in a good era. If it were the old times, I would call 12345 to complain to you and make you pay three times the price for the refund!"

The little girl was confused for a moment, her pupils lost their luster as if the power was cut off, and she seemed to have doubts about her own craftsmanship.

"I used to run errands and deliver goods for Shelter No. 20. To put it bluntly, I was a member of a caravan, searching for other shelters in the wilderness and trading goods with them."

Shen Bei said, "Then why did you..."

Caravanning is a good job.

There are no hard and fast requirements.

Take the goods out and trade them if you can find other shelters. If you can't trade them, come back.

Of course, at every monthly radio communication meeting, everyone will leave the coordinates of the shelter's route.

This time, Shelter No. 36 headed straight for the northern winter, and the other shelter members came in the same way.

"It's just a case of someone robbing another gang." Song You shrugged.

Shen Bei snorted. If the goods were lost, the responsibility would be huge.

Just like the last time, Shelter 36 suffered a loss. Fortunately, Blue Rose fought back, otherwise You Wuchang would have been angry and killed a large number of people.

At this moment, Shen Bei turned around and looked at the little girl strangely: "What are you doing standing here?"

For bars, income comes not only from drinks, but also from food.

This little girl snuck in to sell food, and it's a good thing the bartender didn't notice.

If discovered, they will inevitably be scolded or even beaten.

After all, it violated two bar rules.

No consumption, no entry and no private food sales in the bar.

But as soon as the little girl opened her mouth, Shen Bei was stunned.

"Sir, can you buy me?"

"What?" Shen Bei seemed not to hear clearly.

The little girl leaned forward, revealing a coquettish look that didn't belong to her age. She placed her palms on Shen Bei's lower body and rubbed it: "I say, can you buy me? I know a lot, and I guarantee you'll be comfortable."

"Ha ha!"

Song You slapped the table and laughed: "Local transactions are really too subtle!"

"Shut up!" Shen Bei glared at Song You angrily, then turned to look at the little girl: "Take your claws away from me!"

The little girl stuck to Shen Bei like a dog-skin plaster: "Try it, it's definitely worth it."

Shen Bei pulled out his revolver and thrust it directly into the little girl's mouth: "I'll say it again, take your claws away!"

The little girl's pupils shrank instantly, she raised her hands and took a few steps back.

"Haha, if you're not interested in women, then you're interested in men?"

At this moment, a voice accompanied by ridicule reached Shen Bei's ears in the noisy bar.