The fruit and vegetable section displayed via large carts featured a prominent sign for Panpan Farm's produce along with price tags. Goodness, apples and peaches sold by the piece, thirty yuan for a peach, fifteen yuan for an apple.
Per piece, per piece.
Li Pan covered her mouth, lowering her voice, "Goodness gracious, they really dare to ask for that much. It's like they're chopping us with a nine-meter-long sword, I can't afford to eat this."
"Heh heh heh! Jiang Zhiping had the same expression after seeing it, hahahaha!"
Qin Jianzhong laughed mischievously and joyously.
"Cherries are outrageously expensive too."
Sold by the box, two hundred yuan a box, not even thirty cherries inside.
"Is anyone stupid enough to buy them?"
"You didn't see, they're almost sold out, finished in a single day; they can't even keep up with the demand. The rich want to eat well, safe, they don't eat mutated meat, just poultry. There are a lot of kids in the rich district."
