Immortal in The Apocalypse

Tan Wei, who had just finished setting up the stall with Xiu Wu, looked at Ren Yuan and said, "You can go back and get the ore. We will take care of your stall until you come back."

Since Ren Yuan also wrote the price list on a wooden board, he was not worried about someone wanting to buy his goods but not knowing the price. It’s just that he can’t trust these people he just met by chance.

Ji Yang knew what Ren Yuan was thinking by looking at his expression, but he didn’t say anything. It’s normal for him to not trust them, because the first basic rule after the end of the world is to never trust anyone but yourself.

After thinking about it for a while, Ren Yuan started to pack his things. He was carrying his backpack, looked at Ji Yang and said, "I’m going to get the ores. Can you help me keep this spot until I come back?"

Ren Yuan did not let them help him sell his goods, but asked them to keep this spot for him instead. Hearing his request, Ji Yang nodded and said, "All right."

"Thanks."

After saying that, Ren Yuan left with his backpack. Ji Yang looked at him thoughtfully for a while before going to help the others arrange the food and water. Not long after they finished setting up their stall, a middle-aged woman came to their stall.

The middle-aged woman looked at the food and water that were neatly arranged on top of the long table and swallowed. After staring at the food and water for a while, she saw four very good-looking people sitting behind the long table.

Seeing the friendly smile on Ji Yang’s handsome face, she walked up to him and asked, "Excuse me, how do you sell your food and water?"

Ji Yang stood up from the chair and said with a business smile: "These food and water are not for sale, but you can exchange the new discovered ore for food or water."

After saying that, he pointed to the whiteboard and said, "This is the price list."

The middle-aged woman looked at the price list for a few seconds, then looked at Ji Yang and asked, "What kind of ore do you want? Do you accept any kind of ore?"

Since more than one new type of ore was discovered since the end of the world began, Ji Yang didn’t specify which one they wanted in the price list. He wanted to see what kind of ore others had found before making a decision. Judging from the words of this middle-aged woman, it seems that she also discovered some new ores besides the black ore.

Ji Yang nodded and said, "I accept any kind of ores, but I need to check the ores first. If the quality of the ores does not meet our standards, then I cannot accept it."

After hearing what he said, the middle-aged woman’s hazy eyes lit up. She nodded and asked with hope inside her eyes: "How long will your stall be open?"

"When we purchase enough ore, we will close the stall." Ji Yang replied politely.

After getting his answer, the middle-aged woman suddenly became anxious. She needed to go back quickly and bring the ore that she and her husband collected as soon as possible before Ji Yang left.

Looking at her anxious expression, Ji Yang said calmly: "If you have any ores you want to sell to me, just bring it to me. Our stall will be open for at least an hour."

The middle-aged woman nodded quickly and said, "Then I will go back with the ores as soon as possible."

After leaving these words, the middle-aged woman hurriedly left, looking very anxious. After the middle-aged woman left, she hurried back to the outer ring area. She jogged all the way to her simple tent made of old tarpaulin.

When she opened the curtain made of rags, the middle-aged woman saw that her husband was still sleeping with his face flushed. She quickly went to check on her husband and found that he still had a high fever.

She held her husband’s hand and said, "Husband, wait for me for a while. I will go sell the ores and come back with medicine."

After saying that, she fed the remaining water they had to her husband. The small mouthful of water could only wet her husband’s lips, but he still swallowed it unconsciously. The middle-aged woman covered her husband with a rag quilt and left the tent carrying a small plastic bag.

A neighbor saw her carrying the ores with an anxious look on her face and asked her curiously: "Auntie, where are you going in a hurry?"

The middle-aged woman looked at the young man and said, "I’m going to sell these ores to buy medicine for my husband."

After hearing her words, the young man looked at the ores in the small plastic bag. He shook his head and said, "Auntie, the base only accepts black ore."

The middle-aged woman looked at the blue ore in the small plastic bag and clenched her hands tightly. She pursed her lips and said, "I will not sell these ores to the base."

The young man looked at her with pity and asked, "Then where do you want to sell it? Are you going to set up a stall in the market? Auntie, I don’t want to break your spirit. But no one will buy your ore."

Hearing what he said, the middle-aged woman raised her eyes and said, "Someone wants to buy my ores. I’m going to see him now."

After saying that, the middle-aged woman left without looking back while the young man looked at her back thoughtfully. After thinking about what the middle-aged woman said, he quickly walked into his small tent. A few seconds later, he came out carrying a plastic bag.

Seeing that the middle-aged woman was already far away, the young man hurriedly chased after her and shouted: "Auntie, wait for me! Let’s go together!"