A few people in the group, who were introduced by Jing Shu, immediately agreed. Others who had to hand over insects to Su Malie also agreed.
Jing Shu raised her eyebrows. She planned to meet Qian Duoduo tomorrow to get some benefits, discuss some matters, and recruit more people, so she agreed as well.
But what should one give as a gift in this apocalypse for a classmate's wedding?
"What gift did you give for Xie Zihao's wedding?" Jing Shu asked Su Malie, who was still enjoying her time in the shelter.
"I'm giving a pound of black pork. I just slaughtered half of our black pigs recently. They eat too much, and it's hard to buy the red earthworms for their feed. If you feed them less, they lose weight, and a few even died during the recent earthquakes. It's better to slaughter them and turn them into cured meat." Even a tycoon like Su Malie was feeling the pressure of food scarcity, which said a lot about everyone else.
