novelhk Chapter 299 Being Targeted?
Chapter 299 Being Targeted?
The second bag was lighter. When I opened it, I found two bottles of cooking oil, 5-liter transparent plastic bottles with familiar brand labels.
Next to it are 10 cans of food, 5 cans of luncheon meat, 3 cans of braised pork, and 2 cans of dace with black bean sauce.
Next to it were 30 packs of instant noodles, the classic red packaging, neatly stacked one by one.
The third bag was very large and bulging. When I opened it, a fresh, earthy smell wafted out. Inside were white radishes and green vegetables.
There were five white radishes, thick and long, with wet mud still clinging to their skins; the green vegetables were bundled into small bunches, their leaves bright green and looking very fresh. She pinched the stems with her fingers; they were crisp and crunchy, indicating they had been picked not long ago.
She paused for a moment when she opened the fourth bag.
watermelon.
That's right, it's a watermelon.
Six of them, not very big, each weighing about four or five pounds. The skin is a uniform dark green with clear patterns, clearly indicating that they are greenhouse-grown products.
She remembered someone on the forum saying that supply depots occasionally release "surprise supplies," and whoever gets them gets them. It seems she's in luck today.
There were quite a few apples inside. Considering the fruit purchase limit of 50 jin (25 catties), I figured each of them would make up about 25 jin (12.5 catties).
The last bag was the largest, containing two large bottles of laundry detergent and six large bundles of paper towels, each bundle containing twelve packs, all in their original sealed packaging.
Xu Xiaoyan recalled the posts on the forum—"The West District supply point is closed!" "Nothing can be bought in the North District!" "Prices at the East District transfer station have gone crazy!" "The authorities are lying!" "Stock up now!" "It'll be too late if you wait!"
Each item was more terrifying than the last. According to the forum, she shouldn't have been able to buy anything, but she still managed to.
She just hoped that what was being said on the forum was all rumors, and that she still wanted to live a peaceful life in Zone B.
Xu Xiaoyan sat for a while, took out the snacks such as potato chips, biscuits, chocolate, and shrimp chips that she had previously packaged in the double room in Zone B from her space, and then put the supplies she had just received into her space.
She counted and found that there were 124 bags of potato chips, each one bulging. Each bag would sell for 3 points.
The cookies came in 152 bags, with various flavors including cream, chocolate, strawberry, and matcha, and each bag cost 5 points.
The shrimp chips were packaged into 108 bags, each selling for 4 points.
There are 6 jars of lollipops, the kind of large, transparent plastic jars, with 100 lollipops in each jar, for a total of 600 lollipops. These should sell well; kids like them, and adults are willing to buy them to appease their children. Each lollipop sells for 2 points.
The preserved plum candies came in a large bag in bulk. She didn't count them, but there were a lot. These candies keep well and are sweet and sour. She'd give them two for every 1 point.
She still had a lot of snacks in her online space, thinking she would sell them all first and then restock.
Xu Xiaoyan placed a few samples on the dashboard in the passenger seat for display. This way, if anyone asked, she could say that the goods were in the back and that she could take as many as she wanted, so that no one could tell at a glance how much stock she had.
Then, she took out several sheets of A4 paper, colored watercolor pens, and transparent tape from the space.
She lay on the carriage floor, writing stroke by stroke.
"Potato chips 3 points/bag"
"Biscuits 5 points/bag"
Shrimp chips: 4 points/bag
"Lollipops are 2 points each"
"2 preserved plum candies for 1 point"
She wrote four or five identical ones, and then a few simpler ones, just the words "snacks" with an arrow pointing to the price below.
After writing, she took the sheets of paper and started pasting them onto the car body.
One sticker was placed on the side of the front of the vehicle, one on the side of the cargo box, one on the rear, and one on the driver's side door. Several strips of transparent tape were applied haphazardly to ensure they wouldn't fall off.
She took a few steps back and looked at her car.
The truck was already dusty and grimy, and now with these colorful pieces of white paper pasted on it, it looks rather comical.
But they are indeed eye-catching—you can see those bolded numbers from a distance.
She nodded in satisfaction.
Before getting into the car, she looked around the parking lot again, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
But as she was about to open the car door, she caught a glimpse of someone looking in her direction from the corner of her eye.
A man, wearing a dark coat, stood next to a bread truck, holding something in his hand, but his eyes were definitely glancing this way.
Xu Xiaoyan paused for a moment.
She didn't turn her head to look, but pretended to tidy up the tape on the car door, tugged at the piece of paper again, and then naturally opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.
Start the engine, shift gears, and step on the gas.
The car slowly drove out of the parking space and headed towards the exit.
In the rearview mirror, the man was still standing there, seemingly looking in her direction.
Her heart skipped a beat.
But soon, the car turned a corner, and the person disappeared from the mirror.
Where to go?
After thinking for a moment, she decided to go to the East District Market, which had been mentioned on the forum, first. There were many people there, and the flow of people was high, so even if someone noticed her, it wouldn't be easy for them to follow her.
Moreover, the East District is close to where she lives, making it convenient for her to return home after selling her goods.
She opened the navigation and entered "East District Market".
Distance: 56 kilometers.
Estimated time: 55 minutes.
Xu Xiaoyan stepped on the gas, and the car drove smoothly on the street. Feeling really bored, she couldn't help but turn on the radio and tune to an official channel.
The news broadcast inside stated, "...The supply of goods has gradually been restored. The supply points in the West and South districts are open for business as usual this morning. Citizens are requested to go and purchase in an orderly manner. We would like to remind you again not to believe rumors, not to gather, and not to panic-buy..."
She listened for a few minutes, then turned off the radio. What a mess! Xu Xiaoyan felt like she'd been completely ripped off! She'd only bought the maximum one-month subscription. Luckily, she had storage space, so she wasn't worried about things breaking. If she hadn't had the space, she didn't even want to think about the consequences.
This absolutely cannot happen again next time, it's ridiculous!
Fifty minutes later, she arrived at the East Market.
This was an open space surrounded by an iron fence, inside which rows of makeshift stalls were set up. They sold all sorts of things—second-hand clothes, old appliances, handicrafts, homegrown vegetables, and even pets.
There were many people, bustling about, with the sounds of bargaining rising and falling.
She parked the car in a spot close to the side of the road, turned off the engine, picked up the samples from the glove compartment, thought for a moment, and then put them down.
Let's see how things go first.
She got out of the car, locked the door, and walked into the market.
The market was bustling with activity. Some people were selling homemade pickled vegetables; others were selling stationery; some were selling used books; others were selling children's toys; and at one stall, someone was even selling live chickens, which were kept in cages and clucking.
She strolled around slowly, paying attention to the people around her.
Most of them looked like ordinary residents, dressed simply, carrying bags in their hands, and their faces showed the weariness of daily life.
But there were also some people standing in the corner, looking around, seemingly searching for something.
She took a walk around and got a general idea of the situation here.
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