"The price is set by the city lord." Li Zhengping glanced at Gong Wan and replied calmly.

Hearing this, Gong Wan's expression froze. "Ah..."

"Ahem...The price set by the city lord is...reasonable, very reasonable."

Li Zhengping couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw his expression, "I've brought the mooncakes and I'm moving them to the kitchen now."

Gong Wan nodded and couldn't help but calculate, 5 points for a moon cake, but only 0.25 points for a corn tortilla, which means that one moon cake can equal twenty corn tortillas.

The price is a bit high, but the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, so some survivors with more points will probably buy it.

After all, if you want to buy mooncakes these days, this is the only one, no other.

"How many mooncakes are there?" Gong Wan asked worriedly.

He was worried that if he produced too many mooncakes, he would be responsible for not being able to sell them.

"About 3,500." Li Zhengping replied.

"call--"

Gong Wan breathed a sigh of relief. There were 60,000 Level 4 and Level 5 personnel in this trading market. There were only 3,500 of them here. It was not difficult to sell them.

"No, I have to go see that moon cake."

Gong Wan quickly ran to the kitchen, cut open the box containing the mooncakes with a kitchen knife, and took out a mooncake from inside.

This piece of mooncake weighs about three ounces, which is quite heavy.

The skin is golden brown, crispy and smells a little sweet.

"Can I open it and see the filling inside?" Gong Wan looked at Li Zhengping behind him.

Added: "I have to see the fillings inside so that I can promote it to the customers outside..."

It was just a piece of moon cake. Li Zhengping nodded and said, "Goodbye."

After Gong Wan heard Li Zhengping's words, he couldn't wait to break open the moon cake.

The moment it is opened, the filling inside comes into view.

Gong Wan looked at the fillings inside carefully. There were raisins, melon seeds, bean paste... He put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and there was a strong smell of eggs.

"There are eggs in here?" Gong Wan raised his head and looked at Li Zhengping in disbelief.

At times like this, an egg is too precious.

Li Zhengping seemed to remember something and hurriedly returned to the car and took out a list.

"Here, I almost forgot about this. This is the mooncake list. You sign it. It also lists the fillings added to these mooncakes."

Gong Wan nodded, and then counted the mooncakes himself.

He found that the number of mooncakes was one less than what was written on the list, which was the mooncake he just broke.

So I added a supplementary explanation below and signed my name.

Li Zhengping took his signed name and turned to leave.

The mooncakes are sold by the restaurant and should be sold out quickly.

After he left, the employees in the kitchen all looked at the mooncakes in the box.

These employees in self-operated hotels are all Level 3 non-staff personnel.

The positions in the hotel are different from other positions, they are very important and involve food safety issues.

In particular, this Oil City restaurant sells tacos for ordinary survivors, and most survivors can only afford this.

Once the staff inside is poisoned, it will cause an extremely serious safety accident.

Therefore, the staff of this self-operated hotel are all Level 3 non-staff personnel with family members.

Gong Wan saw their eyes looking at the mooncakes, and he reminded: "Your share of mooncakes has been placed on the bed in your dormitory. Don't move these mooncakes here, do you hear me?"

Meng De, who was still holding a spoon in his hand, laughed when he heard this and said:

"Oh, Brother Gong, what you said, we will definitely not touch it randomly. Just put your heart in your stomach. When will you start selling?"

Gong Wan thought for a while and said, "Let's start selling now, right now at window 4."

"Also, Lao Meng, please write an introduction on the small blackboard at the door..."

"Okay, but Brother Gong, it's a bit expensive to sell level 5 personnel for 5 points, isn't it?" Meng De asked with some worry.

"The price set by the city lord, you go to him to argue..." Gong Wan rolled his eyes.

"Ahem, cough, I'm going to work." Meng De quickly picked up a box of mooncakes and slipped away to the front hall.

In the Da Zhangshu power, the city lord's order is God, and no one dares to deny Li Yu's order.

Li Yu's prestige has now reached an extremely high level.

soon.

Meng De asked people to close window No. 4, which caused dissatisfaction among the survivors who were queuing up.

A man wearing a blue striped short-sleeved shirt complained:

"No, we've been waiting in line for so long, why did it suddenly stop?"

Meng De patiently explained: "I'm really sorry, we have a new product. You can go to window 1, 2, and 3 to buy it."

"No matter what new product is released, it won't affect us from continuing to buy tortillas." The man frowned.

Hey!

It’s true!

Meng De patted his head and cursed himself for being stupid.

Brother Gong only said to sell mooncakes at window 4, but he didn’t say to suspend the sale of mooncakes at window 4. You can wait until tomorrow and set window 4 as the window for selling mooncakes.

Thinking about it from another perspective, these people have been waiting in line for more than ten minutes and finally got their turn. Now they have to line up again. It is really not good.

So, Mengde asked someone to clear some space from the tortillas on window No. 4, took out the mooncakes from the packaging bag, and stacked them into a hill for display.

Seeing the mooncakes placed inside through the glass, the man in the striped shirt's eyes widened.

"No, this is a moon cake? Can you still make this thing? How many points do you have per piece?"

Some survivors of Team 3 behind him and next to him heard his exclamation and cast their gazes over.

Everyone was talking about it as if they had seen something new and amazing.

"Holy crap, I can actually buy mooncakes!"

"Is that a mooncake?"

"I don't know, but it looks similar. If it's not expensive, I can buy one."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I want to buy it too. The day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. If I can eat moon cakes in this apocalyptic world, it will satisfy my wish."

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In the midst of the discussion, Meng De placed the broken piece of moon cake at the front of the moon cake hill as a display.

Shredded bean salad, filled with dried fruits, golden skin, and exuding a fragrant aroma.

It is in great contrast to the dry tortillas next to it, which are made with corn stalks as the main ingredient.

"Oh my god, it's drawn, and it looks delicious at first glance."

"It feels very sweet and I want to eat it. I haven't eaten anything sweet for a long time."

"This bite must be very satisfying."

"My favorite thing is to eat bean paste stuffing..."

"How many points do I need? I'm really worried."

"It seems that I can only buy it at window four now. Do you want to queue up?"

"If it's not expensive, I'll have to get one. I haven't eaten mooncakes in years."

"How many points do you think you can accept?"

"0.5 points, 1 point at most, any higher is not necessary."

Amid the discussion, Meng De took the small blackboard he had written on, pushed open the side door and walked out, and hung the small blackboard next to the No. 4 glass window.

The man in striped short-sleeves who was at the front of the queue at window number 4 looked at the text on the small blackboard and read it out.

"Mooncakes are limited to Mid-Autumn Festival, only 500 pieces are available."

"One person can only buy one."

"Mooncake ingredients: flour, peanut oil, eggs, milk, preserved fruits, bean paste, sunflower seeds..."

"Sales price: Level 4 personnel: 2 points/unit. Level 5 personnel: 5 points/unit."

When he read the previous ingredients, he couldn't help but salivate.

But when he read the selling price, he was stunned.
To be continued...