If you don't agree, do it! Roll up your sleeves, empty your property and go back to the country

When Bai Nuo ran to the temporary warehouse, he saw a pile of boxes on the ground. They were all opened. The system waved its small mechanical wings and flew in front of Bai Nuo.

"Host, I opened all the boxes I took from Director Fatty. Twenty-seven of them, dug out from the backyard and the basement of the utility room, were filled with gold, silver, and jewelry.

Among them were seven boxes of antiques, two boxes of collectibles, six boxes of jewelry, including jade, jadeite, jewelry headdresses, a cloth bag of loose diamonds, and a box of diamond jewelry.

There were also three boxes of gold bars, three boxes of large yellow croakers, and three boxes of small yellow croakers. And here's the kicker: there were also three boxes of cash, all in rolls of Big Unity and Big Black Ten notes, a total of three hundred thousand."

Bai Nuo blinked, her expression expressionless. She had no concept of money. After all, in her previous life, in the apocalypse, money was just waste paper, floating all over the streets without anyone picking up a single piece. After being reborn into this world, her brain had been broken for nearly sixteen years. Apart from the thousand-plus yuan her grandmother had secretly hidden for her when she left, she had never come across money again.

The money she had collected from the old Ma family and Director Fatty in the past two days was also casually placed in a box in the study in the attic. She only knew that the money was quite a lot, but she really didn't know how much it could be sold for, so she never paid attention to it.

She hadn't eaten at a state-owned restaurant in the past few days. She had been eating the hospital meals sent to her by the police. She had just eaten the food from her space, so...

Seeing the host's bewildered look, the system sighed softly and said in words that the host could understand best: "Host, this is 300,000 yuan. As for the current prices in Shanghai, for example, spare ribs are 60 cents per pound, pork is about 80 cents per pound, about 2 yuan per pound on the black market, beef is about 80 cents, about 3 yuan more expensive on the black market, rice is about 30 cents, and flour is about 20 cents.

These are the prices in Shanghai. If we go to Northeast China, the prices there will be even cheaper.

However, now we have three hundred thousand, host, do you understand?"

"I understand!" Bai Nuo nodded obediently.

If you think so, then she understands it very well.

"So, I will never be hungry in my life." Bai Nuo looked at the three boxes of Great Unity and Big Black Ten with bright eyes. She felt that they were more dazzling than the boxes of glittering gold next to them.

"Not only will we not starve, but we can't spend all this money right now. We simply can't spend it all. This plane has a similar history to our previous one, with a time difference of a few days or half a month at most. Everything that should happen should be the same. After all, parallel planes are all mapped to each other.

So based on these calculations, after the market opens in the future, the host can buy a few more houses, land, and shops, which can then be rented out. The host can then retire early and live a stable life as a landlady.

You don't have much business sense anyway, you're lazy, and you have a terrible temper, so it's best not to disrupt the ordinary human business world. After all, I heard that ordinary human business wars are at most just pouring boiling water on a money tree or sticking a fake bad luck charm on the door. But in your case, you might just get angry and confiscate everyone's property and exterminate their entire family for fun. That won't work. That world is really not for you."

"..." Bai Nuo looked at her stupid system expressionlessly.

We were just chatting, why did you start with personal attacks?

"Atong!"

"I was wrong!"

One spoke calmly but with murderous intent, while the other slid down on his knees and apologized neatly.

Skilled...

"By the way, host, take a look at these things." Seeing that its host's aura had calmed down a lot, the system quickly changed the subject and pointed to another pile of boxes.

"These were taken from the locked room on the first floor of Director Fatty's house. There are a total of 31 boxes of different sizes and two large sacks.

Two boxes of rice and two boxes of flour, each weighing a thousand pounds, filled two oversized suitcases. There were also three boxes of malted milk, three boxes of milk powder, and a box of toffee and brown sugar, each weighing twenty-five pounds. There was also a box of canned fruit and a box of canned meat.

There were also five boxes containing an unassembled 28-inch bicycle, three boxes containing three unassembled 26-inch women's bicycles, a small box containing twenty watches, three boxes of cotton cloth, one box of Dacron cloth, one box of cashmere cloth, and five large iron pots in one box.

These are nothing, but what's strange is that he still has three boxes of gouache paint. As for the two large sacks, one of them is filled with five quilts and the other is filled with 20 kilograms of wool."

After listening to the system counting the pile of things, Bai Nuo frowned slightly and looked at the pile of boxes on the ground in confusion.

"Then what are you doing with all this stuff, Mr. Fatty?"

Everything else is easy, but the gouache paint is really strange.

"Atong, do you think these are things that guy intercepted from the black market?"

The system nodded in agreement. "Host, you make sense. The Cabinet is responsible for cracking down on and arresting black market criminals. Given that fat pig's greed, it's possible he couldn't reach an agreement with one of the bosses there and intercepted their goods. Gouache is more expensive than ordinary painting pigments. It might not be used by many people in other small cities, but it will definitely be a big seller in Shanghai. Those who dare to paint openly must be quite talented and can afford gouache."

"So, now all these things are mine. This will save me a lot of money." Bai Nuo happily walked around the dozens of boxes of supplies, sighing sincerely.

"You said this fat pig is quite good. There's a lot of stuff in here that can be sold somewhere. When I exchange it for money and tickets, I can buy a lot of food. I sincerely hope to have more enemies like this..."

The two of them sorted all these things and put them away. The gold, silver, jewelry and the three boxes of cash were all put into the No. 6 money warehouse. They picked out the antiques, collectibles and calligraphy and paintings, and picked out the good-looking ones and put them into the No. 6 money warehouse. The rest of the ones that Bai Nuo didn't like were taken back to the small building and put in the Space-Time Mall.

The remaining supplies were placed in a temporary warehouse. When leaving the warehouse, Bai Nuo changed the name of the temporary warehouse to No. 9 Duoduo Warehouse. It was placed in the corner diagonally opposite Warehouse No. 7 and was also the smallest one in the warehouse area.

Warehouse No. 9 is divided into two parts, one part is for items that have been collected later, and the other part is for items that are ready to be sold.

For example, grain, malted milk, milk powder, toffee, brown sugar, canned food, cotton cloth, wool, cloth, and a 26-inch bicycle are also placed on the right side, for future use in the countryside. When the time comes, I can find a chance to go to the police station there to get a stamp.

The remaining two sewing machines, the 528 truck, the radio, the refrigerator, the black and white TV, and the watch were all placed on the shelf on the left.

As for the three boxes of gouache paints, Bai Nuo hesitated for a while and then put them on the shelf on the right. She had not yet thought about what to do in her future spare time. She could paint, though. One of her teachers in her previous life was a master in the Chinese painting world. During the more than ten years they had been together, several teachers wanted to pour everything they knew into her head, regardless of whether it would be useful in the end times or not. She had to learn it anyway.

So, it’s better to keep it for now. Gouache paint will probably be hard to buy after going to the countryside.