Xiao Xian and Zhang Yiyi each carried two big bags of stuff, with one box of beer alone weighing dozens of kilos.
"What are you bringing in so much beer and Xianheng Peanuts for?" The beer was something Yiyi had sneakily bought after Zhuo Feng left; the rest were snacks and daily necessities common amongst girls. Surely they weren't picking up habits from that group of big guys at Mao Dazhu's place the other day.
"Sell them. After half a month of effort, I've figured out all the goods on the shelves of the Strategic Goods Center and made a detailed price list. This is, according to my research, the stuff most likely to make money." Zhang Yiyi spent her days playing dead on the sand to observe lizards. Having done this many times, she couldn't always pretend to be asleep, so she took the opportunity to watch people who went to the Goods Center and what they bought.
Her view coincided with Wang Shuai's.
