After transmigrating, he supported his family by working at a garbage dump.

A flash of white light appeared on the page, and a few lines of text appeared on the screen.

[Resource demand index detected as too low, resource production will be suspended. All correctly sorted trash in this bin will be converted into points and stored in the bin indefinitely.]

Their family has no shortage of firewood now, and even has extra to share.

The so-called demand index probably refers to when their family really needs firewood.

For example, when they successfully sorted their garbage for the first time, their family needed a lot of wood, so the index was very high and wood was being produced continuously.

Later, when there was an abundance of timber but insufficient demand, the index decreased, and timber production naturally ceased.

That makes sense.

As long as their family's demand for fruits, vegetables, and grains does not decrease, the amount of food waste produced in the kitchen waste bin will not decrease.

Xu Zhuzhu breathed a long sigh of relief, finally feeling much more at ease.

At this moment, I suddenly noticed a small note below. I looked closer and saw that it read:

Points can be used to redeem items in the inventory shop.

Supply Mall?

Her worries vanished, and she immediately became interested.

Is it the kind she's thinking of?

Xu Zhuzhu's eyes sparkled, her heart filled with excitement, yet she couldn't help feeling nervous.

After checking, she realized that the mall here was not the same as the other junk item mall. She searched everywhere, even going through the manual software, but still couldn't find the so-called resource mall.

Is it just to make her happy?

As I was muttering to myself, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the broken corner of the main screen. The colorful colors were blurred together, and a dark green icon was faintly visible.

Xu Zhuzhu, with a try-it-out mentality, moved up and down a bit, and was overjoyed.

It really is a green software.

How can you put something in such an awkward spot? Is this tablet holding a grudge?

Xu Zhuzhu's lips twitched, and she muttered a couple of words. Suddenly, the tablet screen started flashing in perfect coordination.

Xu Zhuzhu: ...

However, one is bound to be obligated to those who offer food or gifts.

He immediately put on a fawning smile and said obsequiously, "Just kidding, just kidding, please just pretend I farted."

The tablet immediately returned to normal.

Xu Zhuzhu felt embarrassed and pouted.

But it didn't matter; her mind was on the supplies mall.

Move the software to the center of the page, and you'll see the words "Supplies Mall" in small print at the bottom of the icon.

She couldn't wait to open it and saw it; her grin stretched all the way to the back of her ears.

However, upon seeing the dazzling array of items, before he could even chuckle, his grin closed up again.

The so-called supply mall is naturally the most important resource to ensure the survival of human life, so the dazzling array of goods in the supply mall are all of the same kind - food.

Different qualities of coarse grains, refined grains, and various grains, a miscellaneous collection of grains that Zhuzhu couldn't name, as well as flour and noodle products made from different kinds of grains.

Xu Zhuzhu's joyful gaze dimmed slightly.

This was very different from what she had come to know about the commodity mall.

She imagined it to be a shopping mall similar to a large supermarket, a mall that offered everything from clothing and food to housing and transportation, as well as entertainment. But this mall was clearly not it.

Xu Zhuzhu's expectations were dashed.

I only made a small remark.

Their current food, clothing, and daily necessities almost all come from a few trash cans in this garbage station, so she doesn't seem to have the right to look down on this shopping mall.

Actually, this is not bad. At least as long as they persist in sorting the garbage every day, their family will never go hungry, since they have so much food in reserve.

Thinking this, Xu Zhuzhu checked the points generated in the recyclable waste bin and found that she had a total of 1536 points in the upper right corner of the shop.

The criteria for earning these points are naturally determined by the amount of recyclable waste. Today, I sorted out a lot of waste, so I have a relatively large number of points.

Unlike the novels she read in her previous life that featured inflated point systems, the points generated by the recyclable trash cans seemed to correspond to a 1:1 exchange rate with modern circulating currency.

In other words, if something sells for one point in modern times, it will also sell for one point in the mall. The country she lived in in her previous life was known for its vast land and abundant resources, with high-quality goods at low prices. Based on this, it can be inferred that the prices in the mall will not be too high.

For example, regular rice costs two points per kilogram in the mall, and she vaguely remembers that in her previous life, the rice she bought at the supermarket cost about two yuan. As for high-quality rice, the price is relatively higher.

That's alright, at least there won't be inflation.

With that in mind, I decided to give it a try.

They have plenty of rice now, but in a few days they're going to make big, thick-skinned dumplings.

Xu Zhuzhu decided to redeem 50 jin of ordinary flour directly in the mall. Each jin cost three points, and she spent a total of 150 points, which was not bad and quite cost-effective.

After clicking to redeem, there were no fancy steps involved.

A green light flashed in the recycling bin, and a bag of ordinary flour, about her height, appeared inside.

The delivery was very fast!

Xu Zhuzhu thought to herself that it was great and gave it a good review. She was feeling quite pleased with herself when she suddenly paused, realizing that she had thought of a rather serious question.

Modern prices won't affect the prices in her goods mall, right?

The tablet in my hand, which had been quiet, suddenly popped up with a notification—it was from the intelligent Q&A software.

Xu Zhuzhu was surprised, somewhat taken aback.

This is like the sun rising in the west! The AI ​​Q&A system, which had refused to answer my questions after several attempts, actually proactively sent me an answer this time.

I happily clicked on it, only to find one word: Yes.

Ok?

This piece of junk software should be uninstalled!

She immediately and habitually long-pressed the app, making it shrink and then resize repeatedly, but when she didn't even get an uninstall option, she gave up in frustration.

He threw the tablet hard into the basket.

I focused on tidying up the vegetables and rice, then silently prayed to myself and flashed back home.

However, out of Xu Zhuzhu's sight, the tablet, which had been blacked out, suddenly lit up and even flashed, seemingly quite pleased with itself.

……

Before dawn, her parents and brother were sleeping soundly. Her brother seemed to be really tired from the day and was even snoring softly.

Xu Zhuzhu put down her basket. Afraid of waking them, she didn't tidy up inside the house, but instead slipped into the yard and emptied everything out of the basket.

Everything else was fine, but the bag of flour was definitely a bit heavy for her.

She can operate freely in the garbage station, carrying sacks of flour without any problem, but she can't do it outside the garbage station.

Xu Zhuzhu had no choice but to take the flour bag back to the garbage station, then back into the house, where she carefully dragged the flour to the corner of the wall.

Perhaps it's because flashing and controlling the classification are really exhausting, or perhaps it's because the physical damage from the past few months is not so easy to recover.

After all that, Xu Zhuzhu was exhausted, breathless, and her head was spinning, with a buzzing sound in her ears.

She quickly sat down to rest and drank a large bowl of water before she recovered.

She was indeed exhausted after working at the garbage station for nearly two hours.

She gently rubbed her hands and feet, took off her tattered cotton-padded coat, and carefully smelled herself to make sure there was no odor before tiptoeing into bed.

Just as he was about to lie down...

Her mother suddenly woke up.

"Zhuzhu?"

In the darkness, Xu Zhuzhu dared not utter a sound. She couldn't see Zhang He's face clearly, and she didn't know whether Zhang He was truly awake or still confused.

But whether it was psychological or not, Xu Zhuzhu always felt that her mother was staring at her intently, which made her a little scared.

Did she wake her mother up when she was moving the flour?

"Mother?" Xu Zhuzhu asked tentatively.

"Zhuzhu? Why are you awake?"

After a long while, Zhang He asked groggily, seemingly not fully awake.

Xu Zhuzhu breathed a sigh of relief and remained silent.

Luckily, her mother slept soundly today. Otherwise, if her mother knew that she was up late at night and went to the garbage dump by herself, she would probably nag her all day tomorrow.

Relieved, Xu Zhuzhu lay down comfortably and snuggled into Zhang He's arms.

Although her mother was sleeping soundly, she still subconsciously tucked the blanket into her bed.

Xu Zhuzhu, her lips curved in a smile, was half-asleep when she suddenly heard her mother mutter something:

"Zhuzhu, if you need to use the toilet, just call for your mother. Don't poop on the bed."

Xu Zhuzhu: ...

She was instantly wide awake.