Rice is just an equivalent value.

She bid at the price of 50 kg, which is like an entry ticket — it can be offset by other items of roughly equal value.

The price of the Tang Sancai pottery started at 2 kg and gradually increased. When it rose to 68 kg, it began to slow down.

Yu Xifeng bid 100 kg.

This was also Yu Xifeng’s first time placing a bid.

Instead of gradually pushing the price up bit by bit, she decided to directly show her stance.

The atmosphere instantly cooled.

He Yuan looked shocked.

Isn’t Yu Xifeng someone who got in by attaching herself to some man? How could she be bidding here?

He Yuan and his father had come to this auction just to casually shout out a couple of prices.

They had no real intention to compete.

Even paying for the entry ticket was already a strain on their family.

He Yuan followed his father, barely glancing at the auction items.

Instead, they chatted with others, handing out their business cards.

He Yuan stared at Yu Xifeng for a while but never saw any man by her side.

Zheng Weiyang stood with his arms crossed to the side, blending into the background like a waiter.

100 kg, once.

100 kg, twice.

100 kg, three times.

“Congratulations to this lady for successfully winning this exquisite set of Tang Sancai at the price of 100 kg.”

Yu Xifeng leaned back, feeling relieved.

She happened to catch a glimpse of He Yuan’s animated face as he quietly talked with his father.

Yu Xifeng concentrated a bit of her attention, wondering what the He family was doing here.

She seemed to have heard a few self-introductions — before the apocalypse, they ran an internet company, had some assets, but went bankrupt after the heavy rain.

Companies like that were not rare.

Here today, if chunks of ceiling or wall fell down and hit ten people, nine of them would be former big bosses who used to spend money lavishly.

He Yuan’s father also worked in the underground shelter but probably held a low position.

Their family lived in District Four.

He Yuan’s title was still manager of that now-defunct internet company.

By rights, He Yuan’s level should not have qualified him to attend this auction hosted by Zheng Weiyang.

To Zheng Weiyang, everyone present must be valuable.

What value did the He family hold for Zheng Weiyang? What was their token of loyalty?

Could it be the batch of medicine bought by Old Man Cai?

In both lifetimes, this was Yu Xifeng’s first encounter with He Yuan.

She pushed these thoughts aside, showing nothing on her face.

The auction payment could be offset by that 100 kg entry ticket, but if she didn’t win something, Yu Xifeng suspected Zheng Weiyang would find some righteous excuse to use it anyway.

After all, no one knew better than Yu Xifeng how badly Zheng Weiyang needed grain.

After winning the Tang Sancai, Yu Xifeng felt more eyes turning toward her.

More auction items appeared gradually.

Among them, a pair of little chicks stirred the auction atmosphere to a climax.

Golden yellow feathers, chirping inside the cage.

The underground shelter had its own research institute, with the most popular departments being agriculture, animal husbandry, and a group specializing in fungi and insect powder.

Those were also the best welfare jobs.

Outsiders fought tooth and nail for even an unpaid assistant position.

As for chickens, ducks, cows, and pigs—

Anything with some yield was quickly absorbed by the upper echelons, hardly ever flowing down to ordinary survivors.

Yu Xifeng guessed this pair of chicks came from the research institute.

The popular pets nowadays weren’t cats or dogs anymore; they had become chickens, ducks, and geese.

The chicks sold for a sky-high price of 545 kg.

Was it really worth it?

Definitely not.

But chicks were extremely scarce.

Just like those cats that used to sell for hundreds of thousands.

For the upper class, this was another kind of consumption downgrade.

Yu Xifeng rested her hands on her waist, thoughtful.

The chickens in her space had already hatched.

Since she wasn’t in a hurry, she hadn’t used an incubator to hatch a batch inside her space.

Whenever she wanted, with the twentyfold growth speed bonus of the flowerbed, she could hatch a batch of chicks in a short time if she paid close attention.

Having lived long-term in the underground shelter, when buying things she needed, Yu Xifeng also needed a good reason for the items she held.

She got inspiration from this pair of chicks.

Selling a batch of chicks would be easier to explain than selling rice.

Then, she could get the RV at the Contribution Point Center.

Yu Xifeng was already calculating in her mind.

The next auction item came up.

A set of keys.

The RV keys.

Yu Xifeng’s eyes lit up.

Compared to the RV at the Contribution Point Center, this RV had undergone extreme environment testing and crash testing.

Produced by the military, the materials used were very carefully chosen.

The outer shell material could withstand extreme temperatures from 70 degrees Celsius down to minus 40 degrees Celsius.

Performance-wise, it was far superior to the one for sale at the Contribution Point Center.

But that wasn’t its real selling point.

Times had changed.

Before the apocalypse, expensive equipment was needed to simulate extreme environments, but now those limits had been broken easily.

The reason this RV was still so expensive—

Was not because it could drive on the road, but because it had access to special channels and was approved to enter the underground shelter.

In other words, if you won this RV—

You could enjoy a fully furnished and well-equipped living experience.

Much better than the unfinished apartments officially sold in the underground shelter.

It was hard to say if the RV’s current fate was pathetic or laughable.

For Yu Xifeng, what attracted her was exactly that it could operate steadily in extreme environments.

The RV had many, many drawbacks, but for Yu Xifeng who had a space dimension to back her up, those shortcomings didn’t matter.

She had her space as a safety net.

But the space had a time limit, and she was destined not to stay long.

One day, whether in the community or underground shelter, there would be no place to live.

She needed a mobile foothold.

The RV was undoubtedly the most suitable.

She had to get this RV.

However, what was being auctioned on-site was not the RV itself but a house in the underground shelter.

The starting price was 300 kg.

Many people stirred with interest.

The price quickly soared to 500 kg.

And kept rising.

At this price, the real serious buyers hadn’t yet entered the bidding.

When the price reached 680 kg, the bidding pace slowed.

The bidder who announced this price was a smiling and dignified woman sitting near the center circle and quite forward.

Yu Xifeng hadn’t bid yet; she was calculating.

With the remaining canned fruit at the previous prices, her supplies could exchange for 600 kg of rice.

But that was just the ideal situation.