Webnovel Author In The Apocalypse World

If Mr. Kim was satisfied, they might be able to open for business right away.

He thought about how he had some crystal cores on him and hoped he could buy some to take back with him if everything went well.

The decoration on the first floor of the small villa was indeed based on Kim Haru's design sketches. The cash register was located near the entrance, with a display cabinet for ingredients in the center. Further back was a refrigerator for storing meat, and on either side were rows of glass cabinets for aquatic products or other live creatures.

The overall style of the store was minimalist, with a primary color scheme of black and white that Kim Haru liked. Although the somewhat cold, high-tech feel of the décor didn't quite match selling vegetables, it was still to Kim's taste.

Overall, he was very satisfied.

However, there was one issue.

He needed to hire a store clerk before he could open the store. Kim Haru had no intention of getting himself stuck there after opening.

Kim Haru didn't want Jang Dojang to be responsible for hiring a clerk directly. Although he knew it would be very convenient, Kim was not foolish.

He was currently in a cooperative relationship with the Pyeongseong Safe Zone, which involved some vested interests. The clerks Jang Dojang found would surely be their people, and if they wanted to meddle in his store later, even with his system allowing him to check everything at any time, it would still be a headache.

It would be better not to let others control everything from the start.

While Kim Haru was troubled about where to find a clerk—after all, he was unfamiliar with anyone in this safe zone—he suddenly spotted the scales he had prepared to return in his system backpack, which gave him an idea.

In any case, he would first go check out the Fourth District.

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In the past few days, Hwa Jian had made it a point to visit the vegetable market, even if he didn't buy anything, always bringing all his crystal cores with him.

Many others were just like him, most of whom were people who had bought Kim Haru's vegetables at that time.

They had carefully consumed the vegetables they had bought for such a low price, saving them, and even now hadn't eaten half of what they had. The moment they took the first bite, they knew their money was well spent. The flavor and purity of the food were so outstanding that even without testing, they could tell the quality was definitely super high.

Eating higher-grade ingredients made it harder to accumulate mutagenic viruses. It was even possible to clear out the mutagenic viruses that had already accumulated in their bodies.

This was life-saving stuff!

In recent days, many people who had bought vegetables remarked how much lighter they felt. Hwa Jian himself hadn't eaten any but had given his parents, who were lying in bed, a hearty serving.

That night, he noticed his parents were sweating less than before and sleeping much more soundly.

If this continued, it was possible that the mutagenic viruses in his parents could be entirely cleared away, allowing them to withstand surgery, and one day they could even get out of bed!

Thinking this way, Hwa Jian suddenly felt that life was full of hope.

But he had already searched in the Fourth District for several days and had not seen the person selling vegetables again.

Hwa Jian knew he shouldn't think this way, but he couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Could that person's appearance have been just to give him hope, only to plunge him into despair? If that person could just show up one more time, allowing him to buy enough to help his parents recover, he would be willing to risk his own life!

Today, the vegetable market still showed no sign of that person.

Hwa Jian walked home, feeling despondent.

As he turned the corner, he suddenly spotted a familiar figure standing in front of his house.

Wasn't that the person he had been searching for for several days?! Surely, he wasn't mistaken?

Hwa Jian quickened his pace, and as he got closer, he became even more certain that he wasn't seeing things.

He felt a rush of excitement.

Kim Haru also saw the person he had been waiting for.

He took out the scales and handed them over. "Here you go, thank you."

Hwa Jian received the scales with both hands, still somewhat in disbelief. "N-No needs to thank me; it's not worth many points. If you want, you can just take it. I wonder if you still have that kind of cabbage and potatoes you had last time?"

Hwa Jian had noticed the badge on Jang Dojang, who was following Kim Haru, but this was the person he had searched for tirelessly for days. Now that he had finally seen him, how could he give up?

His parents were still at home, needing these ingredients.

Since he had already been marginalized and was living in the Fourth District, even if he offended the authorities a bit more, as long as it wasn't a principled mistake, the safe zone couldn't kick him out.

Seeing the young man in front of him nod, Hwa Jian instantly felt a surge of excitement.

"Sir, could you sell me a bit more? I promise I won't sell it to anyone else; I really need this normal food. My parents need it very, very much. Please, if you agree, I'll do whatever you ask. My life belongs to you, Hwa Jian!"

As he spoke, Hwa Jian was about to kneel down.

Kim Haru hurriedly stopped him.

He shook his head.

Just when Hwa Jian was feeling despair, Kim Haru extended his hand.

"How about I hire you?"

"Food included."

At that moment, Jang Dojang cast a jealous glance at Hwa Jian. How could this kid be so lucky?

Hwa Jian had never thought a person's voice could sound so beautiful!