novelraw Chapter 819 - 909: I Want This, I’ll Take All of That, and Reserve the Entire Stock of That One for Me!
Chapter 819 - 909: I Want This, I’ll Take All of That, and Reserve the Entire Stock of That One for Me!
Anyway, those were things I picked up for free in the United States. Trading them for various foods and spicy snacks, no matter how expensive, Jing Shu doesn’t mind. If this awful-tasting cheese can be exchanged for food filling dozens of houses, even Jing Shu would feel it’s a huge deal.
Blue cheese, the "stinky tofu" of France, blue veins just refer to the moldy lines, with a strong flavor that those who love it consider it a treasure, unable to put it down. But for those who can’t stand its heavy moldy smell, it’s daunting; however, there’s no denying that it’s a top-grade ingredient.
Li Jiaqi quickly checked the quality and said, "Authentic blue cheese is made by injecting Rockfort Blue Mold into the cheese and then maturing in the special environment of natural limestone caves. The process is complex, the output low, and the price expensive, making it the finest of cheeses.
This quality is the most authentic and best I’ve encountered since production stopped. The last blue cheese auctioned for thirty thousand virtual coins per pound. Yours... at least fifty thousand per pound, and a whole large piece is worth even more."
Now, a pound of milk costs over a thousand virtual coins, not to mention that it takes 10 pounds of milk to make 1 pound of cheese, concentrating it tenfold.
"Oh, no need to be so complicated, ma’am. If you clear my inventory, I’ll just take a blue cheese as big as a millstone, okay?" The spicy snack vendor rubbed his hands and smiled as he approached.
"Sure, it doesn’t need to be that complicated." Jing Shu quickly calculated the value. Although the spicy snacks vendor might be at a slight loss given today’s value, once he resells it to the boss who loves blueberry cheese, he will definitely make a profit.
With one piece of cheese traded away, there were still many left. Li Jiaqi’s eyes widened with admiration; oh my, just one chunk was exchanged for a house worth of spicy snacks—how much could be exchanged with the rest of these blocks of blue cheese?
Jing Shu could be heard saying, "Then I’ll prioritize using this cheese to exchange for supplies, and whatever can’t be traded, I’ll auction off last."
"Understood, President Jing."
Look at that, isn’t it just too much money to spend? As long as Jing Shu is willing, she can trade it for whatever she wants next.
After that, every time Miss Li Jiaqi sold something, she would come over and ask, "President Jing, are you interested in this kind of rice? This is Northeast Wuchang Rice."
Jing Shu shook her head, "We have plenty of rice at home." The warehouse is full of them; there are dozens of varieties alone. The thing we least lack at home is rice and grains. But this time, I can take a bit out of the space when I return and say it was from the auction—perfect.
"How about this 5S physical pressed top-grade peanut oil? Want some?"
"No need for oil, we press all kinds of oil ourselves at home. Speaking of which, if needed, I can even sell a batch of olive oil." Not only do we press it ourselves, but we also have a houseful of various corn oils, olive oils brought back from the United States.
"Get some of these cultivated seedlings? Some of these were newly cultivated after the apocalypse; come taste the finished product."
Jing Shu pondered a moment, tried some of the strange vegetables, "Hmm, give me a dozen of this type, a dozen of that type, and these southern specialty vegetable seedlings like water bamboo."
Sure enough, Huaxia is vast and rich with resources; some common vegetables in the south, Jing Shu had never even heard of, though they did taste novel, especially water bamboo, mini golden lotus root, fingerling corn, and whatnot.
No wonder the monthly national distribution convention was so comprehensive; it matched the wild shopping sprees Jing Shu used to have during the old Singles’ Day sales.
Don’t shop rationally; I just want to shop wildly!
"Bring me ten more boxes of these pure plant-based shampoos and body washes."
"Facial tissues and toilet paper must be another hundred boxes; this is indeed the best quality I’ve seen in years. Except for being pricey, it’s flawless."
"Give me ten boxes—no, twenty boxes of these snacks too!"
"What? Is this actually Coca-Cola and Sprite that had stopped production but has been reproduced? Give me ten boxes—not, save all the stock for me."
Dear me, what happiness; in this apocalypse, being able to buy stuff that had stopped production was something Jing Shu never dared to think of in her previous life. Indeed, as long as you’re high enough, rich enough, you can have even things that had stopped production start a new production line just for you.
Of course, it’s just that the cola, which used to be three coins, now costs thousands of times more.
Piece of cake.
"Big boss, if these things run out, they can be reproduced. No need to buy so much at once, right? At worst, you can come buy once a month; these things are basically available every month." Wu Jiang was truly shocked by Jing Shu’s grandeur and didn’t quite understand the psychology of people who love to hoard.
What’s up with President Jing’s hoarding behavior like it’s the end of the world? Oh no, though it is the apocalypse, it’s not like there’s nothing anymore. So long as there’s money, you can buy whatever you want at any time, right?
However, on that note, even if you had money, you couldn’t buy what President Jing raises; President Jing’s things at home are abundant and of excellent quality—Wu Jiang’s envious tears drooled out.
"Yes, President Jing, if you buy too much and can’t finish eating, it’ll expire, right?" Zhang Yicheng cautiously added by the side.
"You guys don’t get it." Jing Shu shook her head, then added, "I have a lot of elder aunts and relatives. Giving each a few boxes would already be enough, and even with this, it’s still not sufficient."
Saying this, the two recalled when Jing Shu went to the Yangcheng cigarette factory and gave out things to employees in large sacks, they were immediately relieved—President Jing is generous indeed.
This national distribution convention went on till six in the morning the next day, offering everything from screws to rare apocalypse-discontinued excavators, from seedlings to finished products, to processed ready-to-eat foods, rice, flour, grains, oils, daily necessities, and so on—all-encompassing.
Jing Shu, aside from splurging on food and daily goods, was otherwise uninterested, though after hoarding another batch of goods, Jing Shu was quite fruitful.
Having traded away much of the blue cheese wasn’t bad. Leaving a bit to see if it could be handed out later, and there’s still a batch of liquor from the United States that hasn’t been traded—I’ll wait for a large-scale auction next time to trade them.
"Where are we going next? Want to have some morning tea?" Jing Shu asked in high spirits, even the language being influenced.
Wu Hai also energetically waved a big hand: "Let’s go, I’ll treat you to the best morning tea here." After President Jing’s overnight performance, Miss Li Jiaqi even asked for his contact information, saying she wanted to make friends!
It’s always hard to get started, once the first step is taken, will it still be hard afterward?
So, Wu Hai generously treated Jing Shu and others to a good meal, and even mentioned during the meal, "Do you know why the distribution conference is held at night? That’s because it’s easier to get excited at night, easier to lose your head and just buy, buy, buy. President Jing, if you want to return goods later, just contact me anytime."
"Thank you, President Wu, there’s no way I’m returning them."
"Then that’s fine, pack things up, and let’s get ready to go to Shunde. Shunde is our childhood memory, I’ll take you to really experience it." Wu Hai showed a nostalgic smile.
"Let’s go!"