"Click."
The large iron lock was opened, and the small gangsters pushed open the big iron gate.
The next moment, everyone's eyes widened in shock.
The warehouse was filled with all sorts of supplies.
There were even some cured meats hanging there, swaying and looking very tempting.
"We're rich!"
One of the lackeys rushed over, stabbed a bag with a knife, and the rice poured out onto the ground.
"Potatoes, these are potatoes."
"Sweet potatoes, good heavens, there's also corn."
"Is this salt? And white sugar! We're rich, we're rich!"
"Canned food, there are even canned meats here."
The lackeys all started checking, shouting and yelling in excitement.
Some picked up sweet potatoes and started biting into them.
Constantly saying how delicious they were.
Zhou Gang was laughing heartily too.
With so many supplies, they wouldn't have to worry about food and drink anymore.
Most importantly, there were cured meats and canned meats.
