Three hundred and two. The real police officer

The shelf only displayed a limited variety of spices, and in the corner, a few bulging sacks were piled together, two of which were open: one filled with flour and the other with potatoes.

These potatoes and wheat had been stored since last autumn's harvest.

The remaining vegetables such as carrots, onions, and eggs were piled in the corner near the entrance to the cellar, their meager quantities together not even enough to fill a single sack.

Although greenhouse cultivation had started to bear fruit, the limited yield still made vegetables a scarce resource, or rather, a luxury food that only the upper class could afford.

On the other side of the cellar, meat from cattle, sheep, and pigs hung in rows; the sight of these meats hanging on hooks had startled Jojo during her previous exploration of the cellar.

Lu Li walked over to the sacks, lifted the oil lamp to dispel the shadows inside, and reached out to pick up a potato.