"Okay, give me two more 1.5-liter bottles of mineral water," Rufeng said again.
"Sure, sure, that'll be eight yuan in total," the vending machine nodded repeatedly.
"Give me two yuan's worth of spicy strips," Rufeng handed over ten yuan and stuffed it into the bill slot.
Soon, the water and drinks, plus two packs of spicy strips, were in Rufeng's hands.
Rufeng hung the spicy strips and the two bottles of water on his bandage, then he twisted open a bottle of Nutrient Express and gulped down half of it.
"It's been a long time since I had this, and it still tastes pretty good," Rufeng nodded in satisfaction.
"By the way, what's going on with you?" Rufeng asked.
"This...." the vending machine seemed to have a hard time speaking.
"Here, this is one thousand yuan, I'm going to recharge a VIP card here, and from now on when I come to buy something, you can just deduct it directly."
As he spoke, Rufeng took out one thousand yuan and directly stuffed it into the bill slot.
