Zeng Hongling chuckled softly, "I really didn't notice, I've already spent so much money."
"No worries, I still have some in hand, we can still collect."
"That's good, I thought we were ending it just like this." It's not easy to find something you enjoy doing, and I don't want it to just end abruptly.
"No, we won't. In the future, we'll just barter and trade. That way, we'll still have some income. We won't just sit idly by and eat away our resources."
Zeng Hongling had no objections. Whatever Su Yuanyuan decided, she'd agree with absolutely.
In the evening, Su Yuanyuan returned with twenty pounds of soybean oil.
"There's no more enamelware. In the future, we'll just have to try these food items."
"You can still get these? Yuanyuan, do you know this place very well?"
"Pretty much, tomorrow I'll ask if anyone wants pork or beef?"
The space is too much, and grains are not scarce now. Maybe in the future, if we go to the city to trade, we can try.
