Ham is quite rare now. If you save it, you could eat it for a year without a problem.
"Alright." Jing Shu lifted the ham and tossed it to Mr. Liu. He thudded onto the ground with the ham in his arms, but he was internally overjoyed. President Gong immediately pulled out a knife and shouted, "Time to pay the tax, time to pay the tax!"
Everyone watching was filled with envy. How could this simpleton be so lucky, to exchange paper for a ham like that? they wondered.
The box still contained one enormous, tempting ham.
"Look here, miss, we've got lots of other items..."
"Miss, I've got a lot of canned fruit, want some?"
"Any need for shampoo and shower gel?"
"How about some cotton clothes? It's getting colder every day."
