"That's enough." When it came to the price increase, Yuan Chuan sighed anxiously: "There are only two or three factories left that are still operating outside. The supermarkets are selling almost nothing but stock. Can it not go up like crazy?"
Chi Yue leisurely guided the other party: "According to the current demand, no matter how much inventory we have, it won't be enough. When the inventory is cleared, won't we be unable to buy anything even with money?"
Yuan Chuan: "..."
More anxious.
He silently thought about the possibilities, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his brows were furrowed.
When he reached the first floor, he looked at the crescent moon hanging in the sky and said in a helpless and confused tone: "The sky is really going to change."
"Think of the good in everything." Wen Qizhou put his arm on his shoulder and patted him twice reassuringly: "If money becomes waste paper, we can still experience the feeling of buying for zero yuan."
"Shopping for zero yuan? Do you want to rob?"
"It won't be called robbery then."
When Yuan Chuan thought that he had done something that was contrary to "abiding by the law", a sense of moral condemnation suddenly surged up.
But he also knew that if it came to that point, so-called morality would become nothing compared to living.
In silence, he and his wife walked through the streets without street lights and walked to the large supermarket diagonally opposite the community.
After the temperature soared, people stayed up day and night, and supermarkets and pharmacies in Suishi also changed their business hours to 8 p.m.
There are so many people coming together every night. If there were not soldiers at the door to maintain order, there would be frequent frictions.
The three of them waited at the door for twenty minutes before following the flow of people into the supermarket and pushing the shopping cart to the water area.
On the price list, there are only 550ml and 1.5L mineral water, priced at 100/220 yuan respectively, and they cannot be bought by the box. One person can take up to 5 small bottles and 1 large bottle.
"Fuck! The total of 6 bottles is actually 720! If it keeps going up like this, who can afford it?"
The young man behind them was furious.
Many middle-aged and elderly people also echoed: "Yes! All the money we have worked hard to save is spent on this water."
"If it weren't for water restrictions, who would be willing to be ripped off by unscrupulous merchants? The country doesn't know how to take care of it, and it's a total misfortune for the people."
"Forget it if he gets a raise, the key thing is, how can six bottles of water be enough? There are seven people in my family!"
"Isn't it still drinkable after boiling tap water?" Yuan Chuan didn't understand them and said inexplicably: "No one is forcing us to buy it."
"Can it be the same? Tap water tastes so astringent, how can it be compared with mineral water?"
Chi Yue: "??"
She originally wanted to be a spectator, but was shocked by the other party's speech: "After all, you are still pursuing the taste?"
"Can't you?"
"Okay, as long as you are happy." She did not argue with ignorant people and called Wen Qizhou and Yuan Chuan to go to other areas.
The vegetables in the vegetable section were all wilted, but they didn't mind it. They selected the vegetables each family needed and continued shopping.
After shopping, the three of them not only filled their backpacks, but also held shopping bags in their hands.
Although the temperature dropped to more than 30 degrees at night, the air was still muggy, and they were sweating even while walking with heavy loads.
There was a "bang" sound.
Yuan Chuan, who was startled, followed the sound and looked at the shopping bag in Wen Qizhou's hand that couldn't bear the weight and broke.
He said: "The quality is too poor."
Hearing Qizhou, he was also very speechless.
He picked up the scattered things and put them into other shopping bags: "Next time, let's bring the grocery cart out."
"also."
They were just about to move forward when four men wearing masks suddenly jumped out of the darkness.
"Stop!" The leader with a black mask gestured with the knife in his hand: "You guys, put down what you are holding!"
Wen Qizhou subconsciously stood in front of Chi Yue.
He looked at the other person sharply and saw that he could no longer be kind, so he immediately glanced at Yuan Chuan and put down their things.
The four people who thought they were scared burst into laughter, proud of the fact that the black mask scared them away with just one word.
"Quite interesting! Hahahaha..."
The arrogant laughter stopped abruptly when Wen Qizhou and Yuan Chuan stepped forward and waved their fists.
Maybe they didn't expect them to take action. When the four of them reacted, they were obviously at a disadvantage.
Wen Qizhou punched the black masked man with a slightly stronger force and gave him a nosebleed. He clenched the knife tightly with fierce eyes. While avoiding the punch, he kept looking for opportunities to stab the opponent with the knife.
Sensing his intention, Wen Qizhou struck hard at his wrist, and heard a clang as the fruit knife fell to the ground.
The black mask that had lost its weapon looked like a vicious dog with its teeth pulled out, and all that was left was the feint of barking.
Chi Yue, who was watching the fight from the side, listened to the sound of fists falling on him and turned his eyes to the others boredly.
Seeing someone trying to attack Yuan Chuan, she approached him in two or two steps, kicked him away, then grabbed him by the collar and knocked him down, then pressed his head and smashed him to the ground with a cold expression.
The yellow hair with stars in his eyes met those stunning apricot eyes, and he was so frightened: "Sister, don't hit me... I was wrong!"
"I don't have a brother who robbed him in the street." She punched him in the face, and the strong wind that she swung out caused him to freeze on the spot, and the white mask that had never moved took two steps back in fright.
Bai Miao glanced at the other people who were beaten to the ground, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
He bent down and prepared to run away. Chi Yue picked up the wooden stick that one of them had left behind and hit his legs hard.
Howls and pleas for mercy sounded simultaneously.
"Yueyue, give me a rope." Wen Qizhou pulled the black mask that had been beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and walked to the tree trunk.
Chi Yue used the cover of her backpack to take out a bundle of strong hemp rope from the space and threw it to him.
Then he and Yuan Chuan brought the three younger brothers who had lost the ability to resist to him, and tied them tightly to the tree together.
Yuan Chuan turned around and said, "I'll call someone."
"Don't! I have money... I will give you the money, will you let me go?" The most timid white mask almost cried.
"You still rob me if you have money?"
"I didn't want to rob, they forced me!"
"Get out of here! You found this place. How dare you say that we forced you?" A dog-eating-dog scene unfolded.
Chi Yue and Wen Qizhou ignored them.
After the soldiers guarding the entrance of the supermarket came and took them away, the couple and Yuan Chuan walked back to the community carrying their things.
"Qizhou." When he arrived at the 26th floor, Yuan Chuan said seriously: "Let's go out together from now on, don't act alone."
Hearing Qizhou nodded: "Okay."
They know very well that when they see one rat, there are hundreds or thousands of them around.
Tonight's robbery was by no means an isolated case. Whether it was the familiar appearance of the four people or the unsurprised reaction of the soldiers, it was a signal to them that order had collapsed.
Both parties went home with mixed emotions.
Chi Yue came out of the shower and leaned against the bed to send a WeChat message to Ge Qinyao, caring about her and reminding her to store more water.
When the other party asked about the situation of the Chi family, she replied perfunctorily, with a flash of strong hatred in her cold eyes.
"What are you thinking about?" Wen Qizhou, who had dried his hair, lay beside her, his fingertips slipping between hers and interlocking with hers.
