Chapter 1143 The City Where the Sun Never Sets 13

  Fu Anan's dream of getting rich is well-founded, so at this time, he can only wrong Brother Luotuo. Having figured it out, Fu An'an thanked the boss, and walked happily to the kitchen.

   There is still a little gold dust left in her pocket, and she is going to replace all of it with firewood to cook the food in the space.

   But when she first arrived in the kitchen, the price of firewood has doubled to the previous day's money. She could buy enough gold dust, but now she can only buy half of what it used to be.

   "How come even firewood is expensive!"

   Fu Anan said unexpectedly.

  It’s not just firewood, cassava root, meat, fruit, water...all materials are expensive.

  Just yesterday at noon, many local Gobi residents gathered together, and after they suddenly said something, their personalities changed drastically.

  First of all, there are twice as many people fetching water than usual. Travelers and businessmen in other places are restricted to buy water. They can only fill half a bucket of water every day, and the price remains the same as before.

   Immediately afterwards, these residents did not sell things, but bought things instead. The merchants brought food, fruits, medicines and other supplies for business and were robbed by them. Merchants reacted in the afternoon, and the rapid price increase did not avoid this problem.

  These prices were inflated by local Gobi residents. Their abnormal state gives people a feeling that a storm is about to come.

  Fu An'an inexplicably felt that these supplies could go up again. Seeing the purchasing power of Jinsha in her hand, she felt a little regretful, and then she was heartbroken and used all the money to buy firewood.

  In the case of limited firewood, eating raw meat can be regarded as sashimi. Overcoming the heart will not affect eating, and parasites will not cause eye damage to the human body in a short period of time.

   But cassava root is slightly toxic, and it will be poisoned if it is not cooked. Vomiting, diarrhea, dizziness, and nausea, so all the firewood was used to cook cassava roots.

   This thing is like a white potato after being boiled in white water, and the taste is a little denser. There are finger-length fibers in the meat, which cannot be chewed or digested.

   But very hungry.

  Eat a slap and you will be full.

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   Game Day 5

   Fu An got up, and heard the conversations of other tenants as expected.

  Water prices have risen again, and servings have gotten smaller.

   The same is true for food and use.

  The aborigines here only buy or sell, so what if they make money, they can’t live without supplies, and a small camel team outside is discussing when to leave.

  Since realizing the price problem, Fu Anan has been a little concerned about this matter.

  People in Gobi began to buy supplies recklessly, turning the buyer's market into a seller's market.

  The proprietress here is the most typical example. People come to deliver the supplies she bought every day. Many of the vacant rooms are filled with vats of water, raw materials for food, salt, spices, and medicines.

  As if preparing to evacuate.

  Fu Anan sat in the room all day doing nothing, watching the people coming and going, and yawned heavily.

  Recently, she stays in bed every day, but she always feels that she doesn't get enough sleep. I don't get up until the sun is very bright in the morning, but I have to take a nap during the day.

  Maybe the days are too long and the nights are too short here, disrupting her biological clock. Fu An'an rubbed her eyes, and waited for the sun to shine most brightly to take a nap. At that time, the sun was the most vicious, and it happened that I couldn't go out.

  Who knew that she only woke up after a night of sleep, and suddenly heard a terrible news—the groundwater had dried up!

   Good night everyone~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)