The stamped patterns and pictures were still clear, and the ink looked like the kind that would not fade easily.
The bills looked a little worn. Yuxuan examined them closely. There were several dozen in Rogers's pouch, ranging from one cent
to ten cents to one dollar, but nothing
larger than a dollar.
And there were only three one-dollar bills. Even counting the four dollars they had just spent, Rogers's entire savings came to
little more than seven dollars.
One dollar... could feed a person for a day. Seven dollars...
All the money Rogers had would only feed him and his daughter for three and a half days?
No wonder ordinary people like Rogers risked their lives to hunt. They had to survive, and there was no good
alternative.
Rogers did not look particularly clever. He could not read or write, either, much less do something easy like
accounting. Hunting was probably
the only way he could make a living.
Yuxuan nodded and handed the money pouch back to Rogers. After a moment's hesitation, she asked, "Um... Rogers, where around here
can I exchange something for money?"
Rogers hesitated, then told her, "A bank, or the trading market."
"Oh... Then..."
Yuxuan nodded and asked, "What kinds of things are valuable?"
Rogers thought for a moment and glanced at Fang Yuxuan. This young lady really doesn't know how the world works, he thought. He kept
that to himself, though.
After some thought, Rogers said, "Hmm. Seasonings? Resources from the ruins? Electronics? Gold?"
None of the first few suggestions stirred Yuxuan, but her eyes lit up when she heard "gold." Before setting out,
she had brought around two hundred kilograms of gold so she would not end up without
money. She still had a gold bar weighing about half a kilogram in