Going Home To Surf The Internet

"Alright, alright. You're all covered in blood. Go back and wash up before anything else."

Wang Ran nudged Su Xiaoyu and Lin Momo's heads.

Both of them at once?

It seemed that he was really hungry.

"Master, why did we bring back so many cigarettes?"

Lin Momo looked at the back of the car and asked,

"To non-smokers, it's nothing much.

"But to smokers, it's hard currency.

"Go back and store them in a room with air-conditioning, so they don't get wet,"

Wang Ran smiled.

Cigarettes had to be traded out little by little.

If he traded them in bulk, they would not be worth much.

If he offered too little of it at a time...

More people would be forced to quit smoking.

Demand would plummet all the same. It took some skills to balance this.

"By the way, how's everything in the base while I was away?"

Wang Ran asked.