Upon seeing these items, Lu Jiang immediately said, "Qingxue, you're too kind."
Feng Qingxue chuckled, "You shouldn't be so modest with me. These aren't anything particularly valuable."
"Even if they aren't valuable, they're still hard to come by. Good girl, you're so thoughtful." Both Lu Jiang and his father knew these items were in short supply, often limited for sale, and priceless.
The implication was that even if you had the money, you had nowhere to buy them.
Take their city dwellers' lives as an example; each person had an annual supply of half a pound of peanuts in their shells or half a pound of sunflower seeds, only available during the New Year festivities and always in high demand.
In his military unit, Lu Jiang had enough to eat, but most of his meals were simple and plain and these scarce goods were also rationed.
They couldn't help but admire Feng Qingxue for managing to get these items and realized they had underestimated her.
