While Du Yue was frowning and pondering, He Xing, who was beside her, spoke first, "Brother, we don't have much food on hand right now. Can we pay with other things?"
The man smiled thoughtfully. "If it's something good, it shouldn't be a problem."
He Xing took out a slightly worn paper box from his backpack and handed it over. "Brother, I still have half a box of cigarettes here. Do you think it's okay?"
He Xing then opened the box so that the man could see the cigarettes clearly. There were still 11 cigarettes left in the box. The man's eyes changed the moment he saw them. "It's not easy for everyone. Since you call me 'Brother,' that means we're friends, so I'll do you a favor."
The man took out two cards from the drawer, swiped them on the card reader, and passed them to He Xing. "You must keep your temporary identity cards well. If you lose them, you'll be kicked out of the base. "
