The True Thousand Gold Possessions of the Myriad Realms Trading System

Jiang Yingchen and Zhang Ying had already wrapped Chen He up as Ruan Mianmian had instructed, including putting several down jackets on him. Seeing Ruan Mianmian running over, they hurriedly asked, "What's next?"

Ruan Mianmian handed them the cups of warm water: "Place these on his neck, armpits, and groin to warm them up. Quickly—"

As she spoke, she looked Chen He up and down. Seeing that his down jacket wasn't long enough, she asked, "I can sell you the things here. Do you have any money? Or valuables are fine too. It doesn't have to be a lot, just some. I'll go get him a quilt."

Zhang Ying, being a woman, handed the hot water cup to Yang Zhichuan, instructing him to place it on Chen He's neck and armpits.

Upon hearing Ruan Mianmian's question, he quickly took out a silver dollar and handed it to her: "Is this alright?"

Ruan Mianmian nodded, "Okay." She took the silver dollar, turned and ran, but stopped after a few steps, turning back to Zhang Ying. "Could you send someone with me to get the quilts? By the way, how many people are there in total?"

As he spoke, he looked at the soldiers sitting slumped over in front of the lobby and quickly pointed to KFC, saying, "Let the soldiers sit on the chairs inside; it's warmer there than here."

Since the system asked her to set the price, she decided to set it low, hoping to buy all the winter clothing for just one dollar.

Zhang Ying and Jiang Yingchen exchanged a quick glance, then Zhang Ying stood up: "There are 28 of us in total. I'll go with you. As for sitting, there's no need, we're all dirty."

At this point, they no longer doubted Ruan Mianmian. The reason Zhang Ying went with them was because Zhang Ying was an educated person and was better able to communicate with the young woman in front of them.

"What's wrong with being dirty? We can just wipe it clean later." After saying that, Ruan Mianmian repeatedly instructed Jiang Yingchen to take people inside and sit on chairs before calling Zhang Ying and heading straight to the basement.

Zhang Ying followed behind Ruan Mianmian and was surprised to see that the black ladder could move by itself. She looked up at Ruan Mianmian in front of her, swallowed hard, gritted her teeth, and followed Ruan Mianmian's example, stepping onto the ladder and holding onto the handrail.

Ruan Mianmian was wondering what to do after getting the quilt. She didn't think of Zhang Ying, who didn't know how to ride the escalator. When she remembered, she turned around and saw that Zhang Ying was already standing on the escalator. She looked a little nervous, so she smiled and said, "You're adapting very well."

Zhang Ying was indeed very nervous. Upon hearing this, she grinned at Ruan Mianmian but didn't say anything.

Ruan Mianmian smiled back, then remembered something and asked the system in her mind, "There shouldn't be any text information in this mall that doesn't fit this era, right?" As she spoke, she looked around at the text on the elevator and saw that it was written in traditional Chinese characters, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The system said, "Aside from books, there will be no textual information that is out of step with this era."

Besides books?

Ruan Mianmian had a flash of inspiration and wrote it down.

Upon reaching the basement level, Ruan Mianmian pushed a shopping cart at the entrance, signaling Zhang Ying to push one as well. They then headed straight for the nearest bedding store, calling out to Zhang Ying, "Come on, let's move some quilts together, 28 quilts."

At the same time, looking around, he saw that all the text was written in traditional Chinese characters, and he knew that the system was not lying.

Only then did Zhang Ying have time to look around. Seeing the clean and bright surroundings, filled with beautiful and exquisite bedding, she was greatly surprised and hesitated, "This, one silver dollar, can buy so much?"

“I’m the shop owner, so if I say it’s okay, then it’s okay.” Ruan Mianmian was afraid that Zhang Ying would say more, so she said while moving the quilts, “The comrade who is unconscious can’t stand the cold, so let’s quickly move the quilts up so that he can wrap himself up to keep warm.”

Upon hearing Ruan Mianmian mention Chen He, Zhang Ying quickly nodded, "Okay."

She wanted to ask why this place was so prosperous and why things were so cheap, but what was most urgent now was to warm up the soldiers who were freezing.

Both shopping carts were loaded so high that the two people could not be seen from the front. It took three trips to finally load 28 quilts.

After taking the elevator back to the first floor entrance, Ruan Mianmian frowned when she saw everyone still in the lobby.

She covered Chen He with a blanket and then asked Jiang Yingchen to check on Chen He's condition. Seeing that he was getting better, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the other soldiers sitting together, saying, "Let the soldiers go inside and sit down; it's warmer there."

When her gaze fell on a few small, dark-skinned soldiers, she saw them passing around a small handful of sticky, blackish powder. Ruan Mianmian immediately looked at Zhang Ying and said, "Comrade, do you have any silver dollars or anything else of value? I'll take you to buy some food."

Zhang Ying only had one silver dollar and nothing else of value. When she heard Ruan Mianmian ask this question, she looked at Jiang Yingchen.

Seeing that Chen He's temperature was rising, Jiang Yingchen's heart settled down. When he saw Zhang Ying looking over, he quickly stood up and took out two silver dollars from his satchel: "I have two more silver dollars here."

Ruan Mianmian took the blankets and said to Jiang Yingchen, "You can let the soldiers distribute these blankets. Remember, have the soldiers go inside and find chairs to sit on." After saying that, she called Zhang Ying to go to the supermarket with her.

Without saying a word, Zhang Ying followed.

Along the way, shelves were piled high with all sorts of items she couldn't name, a dazzling array that left her breathless. She murmured in amazement, "So abundant, it seems like everything is available. Is this where the gods live?"

She was a young lady from a wealthy family and had seen the world, but she had never seen such a wide variety and quantity of items before.

Those bags, with their bright colors, um, they say they're laundry detergent... they're probably for washing clothes.

And those cans, in all sorts of colors—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet—are so close to laundry detergent, so their function should be about the same, right?

Zhang Ying looked closely and indeed saw the words "laundry detergent". As for the text before these three words, it should be the brand name, right?

Zhang Ying was overwhelmed by the sights and noticed how bright the surroundings were. She couldn't help but look up at the lights overhead: "And these lights are as bright as day! It's amazing. Only a celestial being could do this, right? No wonder this shop can be located on a snow-capped mountain."

Hearing Zhang Ying's almost sighing words, Ruan Mianmian felt no pride at all. Instead, her nose tingled with emotion, and she couldn't help but say, "This is not the work of immortals. It is something that you and people of virtue and ambition like you have created through generations of hard work and struggle."

Without the sacrifices and bloodshed of Zhang Ying and her generation, she and many others would not have enjoyed such a wonderful life in later generations!

Zhang Ying was stunned: "We created it?"

Ruan Mianmian nodded: "That's right. I and this shopping mall are from the 90s generation. It is because of your hard work that we have ushered in a better life." She didn't know if she could say these things, but she just wanted to tell the soldiers in front of her that most of the prosperous times they had fought for had come true.

If she cannot speak, the system will naturally prevent her from doing so.