"Damn, these shitty mushrooms actually cost ninety-nine a bag? That's a robbery..."
Zhang Su walked to the pile, picked up a bag of dried mushrooms, looked at it, and shook his head repeatedly.
"Bro, stop picking, we have so much stuff here already, just load it up."
Zheng Xinyu squinted with her uneven eyes at Zhang Su.
Zhang Su was amused by Zheng Xinyu's funny expression, and pretended to be angry: "Do you want a spanking? I'm telling the truth, nothing else!"
"I meant load it in the car, bro!"
Zheng Xinyu rolled her eyes at Zhang Su, grabbed two twenty-pound bags of flour, and headed out, with a baseball bat tucked in her backpack strap, looking particularly comical.
"Load it in the car... Of course, we should first load the instant food, why are you bringing the flour? Wait, I remember there was a lot of water here for sale, where did it all go?"
