Although Hua Mi has a lot of money, she has no intention of fighting for food rations from the people in Xiangcheng now, so she can only stock up on other things while other things are cheaper.
After all, when the end of the world begins, any material will become very valuable.
Stock up on these things that will be used during the aunt's period, so that every time you come to the aunt's house, you won't have to drip blood all over your legs.
Hua Mi rode forward on a flatbed truck and washed away the aunt's towel that was as high as a hill.
Dragging the towel that was as high as a hill, she drove forward, quietly collecting the towel in the level 4 warehouse.
The man selling barbed wire did not appear again yesterday, but the stall selling goods outside the temporary rescue center was much longer than yesterday, and there were also many more people.
She aimed at a stall selling batteries, including Nan X batteries, Jin X batteries, Dual X batteries... almost all battery brands on the market.
And there are all kinds of batteries from 7 to 5, button type, and various types of batteries.
Hua Mi's eyes lit up when she saw the energy source, and she bought the piles of batteries without any hesitation.
She once again successfully occupied the battery stall owner's stall.
Hua Mi wasn't in a hurry this time. She just parked the flatbed truck behind the battery stall, sat down cross-legged, and took out a large handful of children's-type self-priming filter-type air conditioners from the large satchel she brought with her. Particulate respirators, a large number of adult self-priming filtering anti-particulate respirators, and more than a dozen bottles of ethanol.
She thought that the last time she sold respirators, the business was pretty good, and it would definitely not be bad this time.
But as soon as these things were laid out, Hua Mi secretly moved the batteries and towels into the level 4 warehouse little by little.
A person rushed to her stall,
"How many self-priming filtering anti-particulate respirators do you have here? I want them all."
Hua Mi was stunned for a moment, sat on the pony, and raised three fingers hesitantly.
"30 each."
"Buy it, buy it all, and I want all this ethanol."
The visitor hurriedly scanned the QR code to pay, and swept away all the self-priming filtering anti-particulate respirators and ethanol from Huami's stall. He also bought them all, including children's respirators.
After the man left, the stall owner next door whispered:
"Beauty, your respirators and ethanol are sold cheaply."
"Why?"
Hua Mi doesn't know the market very well. In fact, these self-priming filtering anti-particulate respirators only cost a few cents each in pharmacies. Ethanol may be a little more expensive, only a few yuan a bottle.
Her prices have doubled many times.
The stall owner next door shook his head.
"You don't know, earthquakes are becoming more and more frequent. Those rescue teams who rescue people in the ruins sometimes have to drill directly into the ground, which requires a lot of respirators."
"The ambulance center uses ethanol for disinfection every day. The air quality is not good. If the smoke is inhaled into the lungs, it will be more troublesome, not only for children, but also for adults and children."
Because there are more and more ruins, the urban environment is in a mess, a high-rise building collapsed, and the smoke and dust nearby cannot be dispersed for a long time.
At this time, if you can have a self-priming respirator, people will be much more comfortable.
Hua Mi suddenly realized that when the apocalypse came in her previous life, there was a snowstorm first. After the snowstorm passed, many people froze to death, and the social atmosphere became depressed.
Survival supplies have become particularly scarce, and the entire order has long since been killed.
No one thinks this self-priming respirator is important.
So again, Hua Mi didn't pay attention to so many small details.
In front of the stall owner next door, she grabbed a few more respirators from her bag and threw them randomly on the stall.
"It's okay, I still have a lot of these things, and I'll sell them at this price."
Then she found a piece of hard-shell paper and wrote:
[Self-priming filtering anti-particulate respirator, 30 yuan/piece, limited to one purchase per person]
The stall owner next door was about to buy a few more Huami respirators. When he saw the words "Purchase Restriction", he said "Hey".
"You are quite strange."
"Is it weird?"
Hua Mi curled her lips, stuffed a lot of batteries into her big shoulder bag, and said with a smile:
"I didn't know it before, but now I know it. It's good for everyone to have one. Everyone can wear one. I call it rain and dew."
The stall owner nodded and stretched out a hand towards Hua Mi.
"Okay, you are a benevolent person. Let me meet you. My name is Chi Chuan. People in the world call me Xiao Dao Ye."
Chichuan feels that Hua Mi is a person he can be friends with.
Hua Mi was also generous and stretched out her hand to shake Chichuan's hand.
"My name is Hua Mi, and people in the world call me Sister Tuhao!"
She and Chi Chuan were talking nonsense, but a sharp light flashed out of the corner of her eyes, and she caught a glimpse of Fang Xin in the bustling crowd opposite, holding up a mobile phone to take pictures of her.
Hua Mi looked at Chi Chuan with a smile,
"I have something to do, please look after the stall for me."
After saying that, Hua Mi stood up and strode towards Fang Xin opposite.
Maybe Hua Mi hit her too hard last time, so when Fang Xin saw Hua Mi coming over, she immediately turned around and ran away.
However, after running a few steps, Hua Mi grabbed her by the collar.
Fang Xin hurriedly turned around and shouted:
"Sister, sister, please stop hitting me, stop hitting me."
The sound was so loud that everyone around him stopped and turned to look at Hua Mi.
But Hua Mi hadn't even started to hit her yet.
"Sister, please stop hitting me. I know you are in a bad mood, but you can't take it out on me, sister~~~"
Hearing Fang Xin's cry, everyone around looked at him in surprise.
Relationships are a drama about sisters hurting each other. This sister beat her sister in the street because she was in a bad mood.
Hua Mi, who had not yet made a move, sneered.
"You said I'd hit you, right?"
She clenched her fist and punched Fang Xin in the stomach with a cold voice.
"Then I will do as you wish."
"Ah~~~Help~~~"
Fang Xin had never been beaten like this before. She bent over and felt that all her internal organs were twisted together by Hua Mi's fist.
For a moment, tears flowed from her eyes.
Someone nearby saw that Fang Xin was pitiful and blamed Hua Mi.
"Huh? Why did you hit someone?"
They live in a civilized society. Let alone two beauties beating someone in the street, even a fight between two dogs would be considered strange by everyone.
Hua Mi held Fang Xin's back collar and smiled at the person opposite:
"I'll just hit her, how about that?"
Before she finished speaking, Hua Mi lifted Fang Xin, who was as weak as a chicken, and shook her head.
"My sister is really unworthy. She ran away from home with a man at a young age, but it made our whole family anxious. Sister, do you know that there are many bad people out there? You don't know much about the world. , it’s better to go back with me.”
She said something and punched Fang Xin in the stomach a few more times.
He beat the weak chicken Xin until he kept retching and couldn't even speak.
