Everything is basically in place and progressing smoothly.

Yuan Zhuan's life returned to normal, but the trials of the Cao family father and son had only just begun.

In the darkness, Wu Tianqing kicked off the attacker's right hand holding the knife, then grabbed and crushed both of his arms to pieces before throwing them away. The speed of the attack was so fast that it left afterimages, making Fu Dong in the car's back teeth ache. The guards in the car behind also got out and fought with the men in black who had caught up with them.

After waking up from the brink of death, he and his father were mentally prepared to be hunted down. After all, the people on the other side were mostly severely disabled and regarded human life as ants. They were not about to swallow this pent-up anger.

Sure enough, the sheer force of the attack terrified them, and they were also astonished by the audacity of their opponents, wondering where their confidence came from.

These people came in waves, endlessly, as if they knew no pain and were not afraid of death.

They all came with samurai swords, and every move they made was a deadly strike!

Putting himself in that situation, Fu Dong was certain that with his rudimentary skills, he probably wouldn't last more than a few moves.

The father and son now spend every day at the ancestral home. One reason is that they had neglected clan affairs for too long, and the father needs a lot of time to familiarize himself with and take control of the situation again. The other reason is to give him the opportunity to have close contact with the remaining loyal clan members and to familiarize himself with clan affairs.

This time, the number of clansmen that Father ruthlessly removed was far too large. He basically expelled them all without any mercy. Even four of his uncles were expelled. They left with hatred in their hearts. He also took nearly half of the guards with him, and most of them were experts in internal energy.

Therefore, the Fu family has suffered heavy losses at present, and it will take a huge amount of effort to recover the businesses that have been disrupted.

Seeing that another guard was injured, Fu Dong's heart was in his throat.

On the other hand, Wu Tianqing's attacks were basically fatal within a few moves. Although they weren't killed, they were definitely severely crippled.

The attack by fifteen people was carried out in less than ten minutes, and the seriously injured person was then taken away from the scene.

Wu Tianqing, exuding a menacing aura, got into the passenger seat and shouted sharply, "Let's go!"

The black sedan sped away like an arrow released from a bow.

As the two black sedans sped along, the vanished car reappeared, trailing less than five meters behind. This time, the people inside had changed, and the heavily wounded assassins were gone.

Wu Tianqing lowered the car window, gestured to the back to slow down, and the car behind followed and drove alongside. The guard in the passenger seat followed the instruction and lowered his window.

"Closer! Quick!" Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the black muzzle of a gun protruding from the window of the following car.

Wu Tianqing raised his hand, and a talisman was firmly affixed to the door of the car next to him. He then did the same to his own car door.

"Turn left ahead," Wu Tianqing gave the instruction.

After the vehicle turned left, the cars following behind stopped following.

From the rear vehicle's perspective, "Captain, the target vehicle is gone!"

"Turn right!!"

"Hi!"

One after another, the pursuing vehicles and the Fu family's car drove in different directions.

Having witnessed everything, Wu Tianqing once again marveled at his master's miraculous talisman.

"Thanks, Captain Wu." Fu Dong was completely impressed by Wu Tianqing's abilities. In just three days, he had already repelled several waves of assassins, inflicting heavy damage on them each time. The number of assassins they sent had also increased from just a handful to more than a dozen, each wave more ferocious than the last. It was clear that they were truly after him and his father.

"Do you know whose people are on this mission?" Wu Tianqing asked Fu Dongdao through the rearview mirror.

These people don't look like members of the Fu family's personal guard at all.

"It's not the Fu family's personal guards; they should be from over there." The person who wanted his heart.

Upon returning to his ancestral home, Fu Dong immediately went to his father's study and recounted everything that had happened that evening.

After listening, Fu Quan remained silent for a long time before pulling out a stack of contracts from his drawer. "These are all the contracts that have been breached in the past few days. Our products were all ready to be shipped out of the warehouse, but they called to cancel them. We pointed out that they had breached the contract and demanded that they pay liquidated damages, which they agreed to. However, they told us that we must sue them and pay whatever the court orders. These are all long-term clients of our family business, and we have a high level of trust with each other. But this time, they are the ones who have turned against us."

The contracts are very clear about the breach of contract clauses. Because of the high level of trust, these customers placed orders without even paying prepayment or deposit. If it really comes to the point of going to court, multiple lawsuits will result in their stockpiled goods being stuck in inventory. Even if the payment for the goods and the penalty for breach of contract are eventually paid, their losses will still be huge.

The number of customers lost this time is immeasurable, which can be said to have dealt them a heavy blow, and the subsequent sales of goods will also be a major problem.

"So, you also suspect that these people are from over there?" Fu Dong frowned.

It seems the other party has extraordinary background, not only in the higher-ups but also in the business world.

Fu Quan didn't respond, but his meaning was clear.

After obtaining the internal energy cultivation method from Yuan Sun, Wu Tianqing began practicing. No matter how busy he was, he would set aside two hours each day. With Yuan Sun's guidance, he quickly grasped the basics. After that, it was just a matter of the master leading him in, and the rest of the cultivation was up to him.

Even if he cultivates until midnight and gets up at six in the morning, Wu Tianqing is still refreshed.

Today, he is going with Fu Dong to visit several clients who have broken their contracts, with the aim of finding the root cause and solving the problem at its source.

The park.

On his first day of work, Lu Xiangyang was taken to the self-service supermarket by Cao Ming. After an introductory morning meeting, he quickly got into work mode, taking stock of all the inventory and items on sale. He then pulled Lin Chongjin along to make a detailed table down to the decimal point, which made Lin Chongjin break out in a cold sweat. He secretly rejoiced that he had not yet entertained any thoughts about it.

With their level of numerical sensitivity, just like that of scouts, who would dare to do anything reckless?

I don't know where Boss Cao found such a genius. There's nothing he can't remember if it's written down in a notebook. He can tell the sales volume and profit and loss with just a glance.

"So, who exactly is this amazing person working for?" The employees of the self-service supermarket started a poll.

In the factory buildings of the industrial park, batches of supplies are brought in, but they are never made public. No one knows what they are used for. In short, the supermarket's inventory has nothing to do with this place.

In the first post-apocalyptic world, the demand for moldy and old rice is increasing, while the demand for new rice is mainly based on self-needs and is not large, so Yuan Zhuan does not force it.

First Apocalyptic Plane.

Xiaocheng's population has now exceeded 200,000, and its area is also constantly growing. Especially after cooperating with Tu Ling of the central city, Xiaocheng began to recruit refugees on a large scale, allowing them to exchange physical labor for food. Some scientists and agronomists without special abilities came from afar and chose to enter Xiaocheng, becoming honored guests of Xiaocheng.

"Dad, all the rice has been stored. How are the seeds in our planting room?" Zhang Xiaoxiao, wearing a white coat, walked into Zhang Feng's office. She had followed in her mother's footsteps and was studying medicine.

They bought soil and food seeds from another dimension in order to find a way to survive, so that if they ran out of resources and gold in the future, they would have enough food to live on.

“It’s sprouted.” Zhang Feng smiled happily. “Your Uncle Yin worked at the Agricultural Research Institute before the apocalypse. They could grow many kinds of food indoors. Now we have healthy, unpolluted soil, so we can produce our own food without any problems.”

"That's good."

“However, Dad, Sister Yuan said that if we don’t have gold and other supplies, we can exchange them with crystal cores now.” Zhang Xiaoxiao came here specifically for this. Sister Yuan had said before that it was possible to exchange them, but each time she asked for gold and other supplies. This was the first time she had asked for crystal cores.

"Crystal cores? What level do you need?" In the current market, crystal cores range from 0 to 5, with 0 being the lowest. Most ordinary people can obtain these. Level 1 and above require special abilities.

"Anything is acceptable, regardless of level. Level 0 can be exchanged for 20 jin of moldy rice, level 1 for 50 jin, level 2 for 80 jin, and level 3 and above for 200 jin of moldy rice per crystal. The amount doubles with each level increase. The exchange rate for old rice is halved. Crystal cores can only be exchanged for old rice and moldy rice. Vegetables and fruits remain at the previous standards."

"Exchange all the level 0 crystal cores in my room. I want them all as Moldy Rice." There's too much population now, and the daily consumption of Moldy Rice is so high that it needs to be exchanged once a day.

"OK."

The base has a considerable amount of level 0 crystal cores stored in its reserves. After all, superhumans don't need level 0 crystal cores at all; ordinary people use them as currency.

Speaking of crystal cores, they also originated from the central city. The crystal stones of the past have disappeared at some point, leaving only crystal cores. They are graded according to the purity of their energy. Grade 0 is grayish-brown, Grade 1 is light gray, and as the grade increases, they become increasingly pure and transparent. In short, they can all be absorbed by ability users. The purer they are, the more helpful they are for ability users' cultivation.

Now that Xiaocheng has its own superhumans, and they are of a relatively high level, the city has started to require crystal cores to be exchanged for supplies. Level 0 crystal cores are not used by superhumans and are just accumulating there.

A blackboard with all the exchange information was displayed at the entrance of the exchange warehouse.

Every day, there are many people at the entrance of the warehouse, and some survivors set up small stalls at the intersections around the exchange warehouse to barter with passersby. This is allowed by the base and no fees are charged. Therefore, the area around the exchange warehouse is always the liveliest place.

modern.

Yuan Zhuan received a series of recent lists of supplies, and the quantities had increased again. On the rice merchants' side, moldy rice had begun to decrease, as had old rice. Such quantities were not enough to meet the exchange requirements.

However, if new rice is sold, the amount she purchases will be detected by the authorities.

Ugh... What a hassle...

"Molded rice?" Lu Xiangyang was stunned when he heard Yuan Zhuan's request. In an instant, a thousand thoughts flashed through his mind.

Yuan Zhuan: ...

That unlucky kid, he can't even control his expression.

"It's not sold to Chinese people; I use it to make animal feed, which is then exported overseas." Currently, a lot of animal feed in China is made from moldy rice that has been ground and polished, which is part of the recycling process.

She could understand why moldy rice was used in the post-apocalyptic world. If they could take out new rice to feed the surviving population of the base, Zhang Xiaoxiao's family would not be far from being controlled.

"Oh, okay, I understand. When do we need it?"

“One thousand tons every three days, moldy corn kernels are fine too. Old rice, five hundred tons every three days.”

Lu Xiangyang: ...

For vegetables and fruits, the quantity is not large; just call and they will deliver them.

Three days later, Lu Xiangyang demonstrated his coordination and business acumen, recruiting other rice merchants in Beiyu City and signing fifteen contracts.

Yuan Zhuan looked at the contract and nodded in satisfaction.

With so many suppliers, her supply volume is sufficient.

What Yuan Zhuan didn't know was that since she started looking for new rice merchants, the original rice merchants had become anxious and started to expand their business, searching everywhere for moldy and old rice, gradually showing a trend of expanding nationwide.

After all, the cost of moldy and old rice is so low that the more they resell, the more money they make, far exceeding the profit from selling new rice.

Liu Ma's small supermarket was also thriving. Yuan Zhuan increased the number of steamed bun machines to ten. Liu Ma used her business acumen to become a supplier. The buns tasted good, were big, and clean, and the sales results were very impressive.

"Zhuanzhuan, I suggest we specialize in selling only steamed buns, dumplings, and candy. Our sales of these items have made us famous in this area of ​​Tenth Street. Oh my, you don't know, shops and small supermarkets from other districts come to get these every day, wanting the freshest ones. Our six employees work non-stop every day, without a break, and we still can't keep up with demand." Aunt Liu's eyes shone as she spoke knowledgeably about running the small supermarket.

Yuan Zhuan was also very happy to hear this. The money she earned here was her mother's pocket money, which was used to pay for her and Xiao Zhu's tuition, as well as the family's daily expenses. After deducting all the expenses, she could save tens of thousands of yuan every month. It can be seen that the income was indeed substantial.

"That's something I can consider, Aunt Liu. How about this: you clear out the warehouse, tidy it up a bit, and use it to sell the items you mentioned. I'll have someone come and organize the rest, make a count, and deliver them to other stores. I'll add ten more machines of various types, and I'll notify the purchasing department to deliver them on time. I'll also provide a daily summary..."

Yuan Zhuan chatted with Liu Ma for a long time, and then made arrangements.

Upon receiving the notification, Lin Chongjin rushed over with four employees. He was surprised to see the small supermarket. It turned out that their boss had started his business with this small supermarket; this was the original form of a self-service supermarket.

After a careful inventory, they took all the other goods away early the next morning.

Lin Chongjin, who has a keen sense of sales, also set his sights on steamed buns, dumplings, and candy.

After reporting to Cao Ming's side, the self-service supermarket added steamed buns, dumplings, and natural fruit candies.

Yuan Zhuan found these things both amusing and exasperating.

However, it's all for the best in the end.