"Second Sister-in-law, the food supplies are steady, but what about our spiritual supplies? Hehe... How much smoke and booze do we have left?"
Lu Yubo asked with a grin.
Now, those closest to Zhang Su were used to calling Zheng Xinyu "Big Sister-in-law" and Zhong Xiaoshan "Second Sister-in-law."
"As for cigarettes..." Zhong Xiaoshan flipped a page and said, "All brands combined, we have one hundred and thirty-two cartons. Your private stashes aside, we have a total of fifty-seven liters of various spirits."
"Oh, not much booze left," Zhao Dezhu smacked his lips.
Zhang Su picked up a stone and threw it at Zhao Dezhu, saying, "Opportunities to drink are rare. Having enough cigarettes is already good enough."
"I suppose..."
Zhao Dezhu rubbed his head helplessly. The team had a rule: no one was allowed to drink alcohol. Besides a single bottle Chen Hanzhou drank when he lost his arm, the rest were untouched.
