Seeing him really about to leave, Zhang Wen, who had been in a daze all along, suddenly came to his senses, looking at him in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that someone could actually restrain their greed in front of such a treasure.
"Don't worry, I'm not taking it for free. Whatever you need, I'll bring it over next time." Cheng Ye clapped his hands, speaking casually.
Gao Tianzhi, who was tying a foam box with hemp rope, suddenly looked up eagerly, "We need salt, we need sugar! Winter is coming, and we're almost out of these."
"Salt and sugar?"
Cheng Ye thought for a moment, realizing he was still inexperienced. He hadn't expected to encounter reclusive humans before leaving, so he hadn't prepared such trade goods.
"Sorry, I'm an Inspector from Happiness City, and this is an out-of-office task, so I didn't bring such trade goods."
