Right off the bat, Jing Shu felt a stirring of excitement. Beside her, Fan Jianqiang yawned and muttered softly, "Just wait, be patient." These items were beyond his wildest dreams. The Imperial Capital truly was a place where crouching tigers and hidden dragons lurked.
Lao Gong first invited a middle-aged man dressed in a Zhongshan suit and a felt hat to speak. "Let's have Mr. Liu come forward," Lao Gong announced.
Mr. Liu then pointed to the display area's shelves and said, "Here we have 3,000 rolls of perfectly preserved pure wood pulp toilet paper. I'm not interested in Virtual Coins, only in food with a long shelf life. As per the old rules, the quality and rarity of the food will determine its value. Those interested can come forward with their goods to get a quote from the exchange staff."
Mr. Liu used to be a paper manufacturer.
Indeed, it was a grand gesture. The towering piles of paper were astonishing.
