"Three yuan? Aren't you robbing people! A steamed bun for three yuan, didn't they used to be fifty cents!"
An old man shouted angrily.
"That's the price, take it or leave it, or get lost!"
A scolding voice came from the crack in the door.
The old man struggled internally, but was helpless.
Originally, only one person was allowed to go out to buy groceries at home, but his experience and financial situation did not allow him to be willful.
"Hey, are you buying or not? If not, move aside! Can't even afford three yuan, what's the point of living!"
A reckless youngster behind him said presumptuously.
As if there should be no place in the world for the poor to survive.
"How dare you speak like that!"
The old man rebuked.
"I said: You... why... don't... you... die, understand?"
The young man was unceremonious, his mouth curled up high, deliberately provoking word by word.
"You... you... are simply a beast, how can you speak like this?"
The old man said, pointing his finger at the young man's face.
The young man, emboldened by his youthful vigor, raised his head and leaned closer to the old man's finger, saying:
"What, you want to fight? Try it if you dare?"
The old man trembled with anger but had to weigh the gap between them.
"This kid, what a natural scoundrel!"
"Hahaha, who's to say he isn't? But without people like this, how can the mission be completed?"
The speakers were the headless corpse and the thin and fat twin ghosts.
They were ordered to monitor Hu Tianhan and inquire about Liu Sandao and news from the heavenly realm.
In the taming disk, the soul spirits were increasing. The master felt that as long as there were enough spirit fruits and spirit roots, he could raise any number of soul spirits.
But he did not expect that the quality and state of those soul spirits could not be compared to before.
Each soul spirit felt emaciated, as if it hadn't eaten enough.
After some investigation, it was discovered that without money, it was truly impossible.
Therefore, the urgent task was to have enough money input into the taming disk.
However, this money had to circulate through the mortal realm to be effective.
That's why they had to find a spokesperson again, and Hu Tianhan was the best choice.
He came from a wealthy background, was arrogant and overbearing, and understood money better than human nature.
This led to the scene just now.
To earn merit, the headless corpse volunteered to take on the mission of monitoring him.
Hu Tianhan received a letter detailing the tasks, and he understood it perfectly. Su Dan Novel Network
Under the current lockdown, food and medicine were the most scarce.
As long as one focused on these two areas, not only would the channels be legitimate, but the money would come in fast enough.
At this time, in Sandong City, to avoid contagion, the open sale of daily necessities was not allowed.
So, everyone could only sell secretly, and the prices were sky-high.
The good thing was that a small number of people were allowed to come out to buy groceries on the street.
"Stop the fuss. If you can buy, buy. If you can't, go back. Standing here idly is just delaying everyone's time."
Someone in the back of the queue said.
The old man suppressed his temper, turned to the crack in the door, and tremblingly took something from his pocket.
Seeing him reach for money, Hu Tianhan didn't say anything.
This stall was his, and he had over a dozen other stalls.
To seize the opportunity, as soon as the environment allowed, he could immediately open dozens of stalls.
As for personnel, according to the instructions from the one who came, they were all "own people" minding the stalls.
"Give me a fish!"
After the old man in front finished buying and left with two or three steamed buns and a few cucumbers, Hu Tianhan said to the window.
He pretended to be in line to check and supervise the work of each stall.
Sales require order, and even more so, queuing.
Being able to queue meant that the goods were good, and that people recognized them.
Most importantly, it meant that money could be made.
"Two hundred and fifty!"
"What? Two hundred and fifty? You're the one who's two hundred and fifty!"
When Hu Tianhan heard the price, he was furious.
How could ordinary people afford this price? But as a businessman, he naturally understood the principle of taking advantage of the situation.
Otherwise, how could one get rich?
"Are you buying or not? You were just complaining about others, and now you're complaining about the price? Are you buying or not? If not, move aside!"
The people behind complained.
Hu Tianhan was stunned for a moment.
He was not short of money, but a fish, not some wild game, at this price was indeed too high.
Since the act had gone this far, even if he was unwilling, he had to pay.
"Who says I'm not buying!"
Hu Tianhan retorted, slowly taking money out of his pocket.
Anyway, the money sold here would eventually end up in his own pocket.
He didn't need to spend such a large sum originally, but today was different, it was his mother Hu Youzhen's birthday.
She liked to eat fish, so Hu Tianhan specifically bought one.
He thought that by queuing to buy things, it would kill two birds with one stone. It would increase popularity and prove the legitimacy of all actions.
Well, in the end, he himself suffered a loss.
Carrying a fish, he turned back to his car, ready to go home.
"Flowers are fragrant, birds are chirping..."
The phone rang.
"Boss, the goods have arrived. How should they be distributed?"
"Really? Wait for me, I'll be right there!"
Hu Tianhan hung up the phone and drove straight to the supply base.
...
Bai Suxiang got up briskly as soon as she woke up.
Speaking of which, most people were the same.
When working, they couldn't get up no matter what; when not working, they couldn't sleep even if they wanted to lie in bed.
In the blink of an eye, she had been at home for another two or three days.
She had nothing to do all day but stare at the TV and her phone.
Every day, it was nothing but the development of the epidemic and various official announcements.
"Ring ring ring! Ring ring ring!"
"Get me my phone!"
As soon as he heard his phone ring, Bai Fuchi commanded.
Bai Fuchi lay on the sofa, unable to sleep in any position.
"Who's calling so early? Can't people sleep! It's only seven o'clock."
Guo Xiufang, with sleepy eyes, glanced at the clock on the wall.
Bai Suxiang happened to be coming out of the bedroom, so she quickly stepped forward and handed Bai Fuchi his phone.
"Hello!"
"Brother, how have you been these past few days?"
"How else, same old, we're okay."
"I saw on the news that Sandong City can't even get vegetables delivered. Is that true? Do you have vegetables to eat? Do you have enough grain and oil?"
"Don't worry, we have enough, we've prepared everything, and we haven't waited for anyone to deliver vegetables. However, it seems like no one is delivering!"
Bai Fuchi's words made Bai Suxiang think of something.
These days, she had seen news about relief supplies from various places, as well as a lot of vegetables and grain and oil. But her neighbors in the same building were all chatting about "Why aren't the vegetables being delivered? We're almost running out..."
Was the situation so bad that transportation couldn't keep up?
Thinking of this, she lost interest in listening to her father chat with his uncle and hurried to wash up.
After everything was ready, she put on a mask and went to the entrance of the building to inquire about the situation.