Apocalypse: My Sweetie Is Tough but Cute-Chapter 588 - 589: Grit Your Teeth, Exchange!

Such different levels and periods of food reserves were clearly the work of a clever cook. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Otherwise, if everything traded had to be eaten in the same period before spoiling, they would have to eat it all reluctantly when the time came.

After everything was eaten, what would they eat then?

Su Shu had prepared well, having already anticipated and set aside a third of the resources for winter.

This made Auntie Song feel much more reassured.

When people are not on edge, their minds settle down and begin to wonder how to make their good situation even better?

Typically, having nothing means living day by day, but having something leads to the desire for even more.

It was because of this that Su Shu also got involved in understanding the exchange spots in the community.

These private exchanges were orchestrated by someone in the community whose relatives had some connections outside, so they were willing to act as intermediaries.

When they brought the Tang Family’s goods to trade, they encountered several other families doing the same.

Seeing the two of them, everyone nodded at each other as a form of greeting.

The community wasn’t large, so any small change in a family was quickly known by everyone. Seeing Auntie Song bring a girl over, they could more or less guess Su Shu’s identity.

Seeing them from the Tang Family trying to barter their meager possessions for food, everyone was as clear as a mirror about their situation.

It looked like the Tang Family’s days were not going too well.

Ignoring the various meaningful glances from others, Auntie Song and Su Shu acted as if they had seen nothing.

However, on the way back after trading, Auntie Song was still worried that other people’s attitudes might make Su Shu uncomfortable, so she explained, "Don’t mind other people’s looks, Su Shu, trading our things for food is not shameful. It’s good to have something to eat, right? Those intangible things don’t fill the stomach."

Su Shu quickly laughed and said, "Auntie, I don’t mind at all. I think you’re right. Those superficial matters are all inconsequential; only the food that ends up in our bellies is real."

"Mm-hmm, right."

Seeing that she genuinely didn’t care about it, Auntie Song also heaved a sigh of relief.

Living a life was all about seeking what’s most practical.

Even though those things weren’t cheap before the Apocalypse, they had no market post-Apocalypse, and the little market that was left allowed Auntie Song to trade them for some rice, noodles, soup oil, vegetables, and whatnot, which already satisfied her a great deal.

What made her happiest was that at the time of exchange, there were chicken and duck eggs available at the exchange point.

However, they had to be traded for brown sugar. White sugar wouldn’t suffice, though no one knew why.

Many people wanted them, but it was clear: it had to be brown sugar.

Auntie Song remembered that just yesterday Su Shu had obtained two bags of brown sugar among the traded goods.

Maybe... trade one bag for some chicken and duck eggs?

She quietly asked Su Shu, who whispered, "Auntie, let’s trade both bags. We still have white sugar at home, and eggs are really hard to find now. Let’s trade them first."

"But sometimes brown sugar is more useful than white sugar; should we keep some?"

"Auntie, back home in City C, we have a lot of brown sugar. When I go back, I’ll try to send some to you by hitching a ride with the military. This is a rare opportunity, let’s trade it all."

Auntie Song gritted her teeth, Trade!

Having chicken and duck eggs isn’t as nourishing as brown sugar?

Zelin’s wife was right; opportunity seldom knocks twice, better to act early than late.

So that’s how they traded, getting some of each in return.

The quantity—they could just about pickle a small jar full.

Su Shu said she’d help out, which meant helping Auntie Song preserve those perishable vegetables and other foods by pickling them to eat gradually over time.