After Rebirth, I Achieve a Laid-Back Life Thanks to My Supermarket

Lin Xinhuan never expected to find herself in a real-and-fake daughters drama, unfortunately as the fake daughter who stole someone else's identity.

In her first life, she was unable to j...

Chapter 422: Dear, would you like to apply for a card?

Chapter 422: Dear, would you like to apply for a card?

They were absolutely sure that it was not a thief who committed the crime. Which thief would be so stupid as to leave the jewelry and ginseng alone and only take the mineral water and pickled mustard tubers?

"This seems to be what Huanhuan would do. Huanhuan likes to eat this brand of spicy strips the most. He said that the sweetness and spiciness are just right, reaching the upper palate, nasal cavity, and brain cavity. He also asked me to stock up more."

Lin Zhuangcheng wondered what kind of spicy strips were so potent. Since his daughter liked to eat them, he stocked up some. Half of his warehouse was filled with this brand of spicy strips.

Now Lin Xinhuan has not returned from the other world and she cannot be contacted. Lin Zhuangcheng and others thought that she was stranded in other dimensions for a few days as usual. The country knew that before Lin Xinhuan was in crisis, she appeared in Lingshan Supermarket for a moment and then suddenly disappeared without leaving any news. It is hard not to worry.

Brother Chen Dong asked someone to report the situation to the country, and he kept a close eye on the supermarket, thinking: "Why don't we try to replenish some more stocks?" He put the goods in the warehouse back on the shelves, but they disappeared again. No matter how much was on the shelves, it was like a bottomless pit, and it took in everything until all the goods in the warehouse were gone.

"Uncle Lin, this may be related to Xin Huan. We will purchase goods tomorrow and continue to put the products on the shelves." The state instructed that no matter where the goods went, was it transferred by unknown forces? Or did Lin Xin Huan need it?

Even if there is only a 0.1 chance of helping Lin Xinhuan, we still have to pay materials and money to support the tiny possibility.

Protected by the shield, the zombies were brought under control, and various countries gradually resumed production and labor. Country Z was at the forefront of production. Various production lines were not affected by aliens and zombies. Instead, they used the power of metaphysics to achieve higher production efficiency. There was no need to worry about shortages of any goods in Country Z.

The wholesaler delivered goods to Lingshan Supermarket as usual. "Beep, beep, Boss Lin, the goods have arrived!"

The wholesaler opened the door of the truck and watched the young men unloading boxes of goods from the truck. He put his hands behind his back and sighed: "They all have broad shoulders, narrow waists, and long legs. If I had this figure when I was young, I would have charmed so many girls. The mothers of the children would have beaten me so much that they would feel distressed for a long time. Shenshan Town is worthy of being the landmark of W City. Even the guys who move the goods are particularly elegant."

But how did he buy so much? In order to get the quantity, he used all his connections, and of course the rewards were great.

I don't know when aliens will invade us. Life is short, so I'll make money and enjoy life. To satisfy my curiosity, I asked, "How come your supermarket sales are still so good now that all the tourists have left?"

These are small commodities that are available everywhere. I thought that as the number of tourists in Shenshan Town decreased, the Lin family would reduce the supply to him. It seems that everyone likes to buy mineral water at Lingshan Supermarket.

"Our business is booming. Do you know what I do as a purchasing agent? Netizens ask me to buy things from supermarkets on their behalf. Just bring the goods. I don't worry about not being able to sell them all."

My dear girl, daddy has spent ten years helping you improve your ability to tell nonsense. From now on, I will definitely be the daddy you like the most.

After hearing this, Lin Xinhuan laughed for a long time and repeatedly promised that he must be her favorite father. Does she have many fathers?

This is the first time that the wholesaler has heard the boss say that he is not keeping up with the times. I don't understand, but I just smiled politely.

There are not only goods in the warehouse, but also a batch of precision instruments. Several people's fingers are dancing on the keyboard, brows furrowed for fear of missing any number.

People can only survive in the gap between goods and machines. One person with good skills even sat on the machine and could touch the ceiling with his hand. He watched as the box was screwed on the researcher's legs, covering his chest and neck, leaving him with only a pair of hands to operate and eyes to see the data.

All the boxes disappeared. The man holding up the air with his hands met the eyes of the man sitting in front of the machine. The lens could not hide his sorrow.

"Hehe~ I'm too into moving."

Finally they figured it out and discovered a pattern: only things in Lingshan Supermarket would disappear, and at first it was a fixed type of items, one day later an additional item would disappear. Currently, as many items disappear as there are put in Lingshan Supermarket.

Mineral water, steamed buns, spicy strips, and oden are all intricately linked, from ingredients to manufacturers, from brands to taste, and require a lot of precise calculations. In the end, all arrows point to → Lin Xinhuan loves to eat.

"Huh? Who brought this?" There was a bronze tripod in the center of the newly vacated warehouse, and the researchers thought it was brought in by the guards.

The guards looked at each other. They had never seen such a thing before. They even dared to put the box on the researcher's legs. How could there be room for a tripod?

“Boom…”

"Get down now."

A small ball flew out of the cauldron, and the guards reacted immediately. One person pinned down a researcher, and kept him pressed tightly to the ground, not daring to move.

So when Baimao and Yuwan, who had just returned from the training ground, entered the warehouse door, they saw a scene where everyone was covered in meat pies.

"Hey~~" It didn't disappear. Baimao and Yuwan, who were still standing there, sighed and complained that Lin Xinhuan was a heartless master. It disappeared, only emitting weak signals: I want mineral water~I want dry crispy noodles~I want eight-treasure candy~

They left their beloved goose and wolf at home because they were actually worried that Lin Xinhuan might encounter danger alone in an unfamiliar place and they couldn't share the danger with her, so they were eager to be by her side.

Every time the snacks disappeared from their sides, they would stay where they were, with their long white-haired neck drooping to the ground.

"Goose, what are you doing?"

A hoarse voice echoed in the ears of the guards and researchers who were waiting for the arrival of death. It sounded like the voice change of a boy during puberty. So familiar~ White Hair!

"Run!" As a result, the white-haired creature came closer and closer, with its little feet stepping on the ground, on their hearts, and even on the silver water ball that suddenly jumped out.

The imagined fire did not happen. Suddenly, a large amount of water spurted out from the water ball, just like the drizzle in spring. The white-haired man, who was closest to it, had no time to hide and was hit by the water in the face, becoming a complete geese in the water.

Seeing that there was no danger, Yuwan took two steps back and quickly escaped from the splash: "Damn Baimao, don't kill Yuwan."

Only the white hair was left kicking in the water, and his two feet kept exploring the ball: "Ahhh, where can I turn it off?"

The switch must have been pressed correctly, as the rain stopped. The ball had a very large attack range and no one in the warehouse was spared. The walls and ceiling were covered with water droplets, which gathered together and, under the influence of gravity, left streaks on the wall.

A strong wind blew, drying the water stains on the white fur. However, the stylist's skills still needed to be honed. The snow-white feathers were scattered, as if they had just escaped from a goose slaughterhouse.