Qin Ye said this while driving steadily, without looking to the side.

"Once the approval is granted, we'll move everything over there at once. Today, we'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative and the department store to buy the necessities."

Su Tang sat in the passenger seat, looking at the scenery rushing past the window, and nodded.

"good."

But in her mind, she was calculating: necessities? She had no necessities in her space, what she lacked was just a legitimate reason to take them out.

When we arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative in the city, it was already crowded with people.

There was an indescribable smell in the air, and the selection on the shelves seemed rather limited.

A few pieces of plain-colored fabric, a few styles of enamel basins, thermos flasks, and some oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar.

Buying things requires not only money, but more importantly, tickets.

Grain coupons, cloth coupons, industrial coupons... all sorts of things.

Qin Ye was clearly a regular customer here; the sales clerks were all very polite to him.

He held a list and calmly presented each item to the salesperson.

"Comrade, two new cotton quilts, four thermos flasks, a set of pots and pans, as well as a washbasin, towels, toothbrush and toothpaste..."

He always bought two portions.

Su Tang followed behind him, acting like a hands-off manager, only responsible for watching.

She watched as Qin Ye pulled a thick wad of cash and bills from his pocket, and couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gan3kai3, a feeling of deep emotion or reflection).

This guy comes from a pretty wealthy family.

After leaving the supply and marketing cooperative, the two went to the Bai Ri Building.

The items here are more fashionable than those at the supply and marketing cooperative; there are higher-quality fabrics, as well as Shanghai brand watches and Butterfly brand sewing machines.

Of course, all of these required special tickets and permits, something ordinary people wouldn't even dare to dream of.

Qin Ye led Su Tang straight to the furniture section on the second floor.

"The new house is empty. Let's see what's missing and buy it all."

His tone was calm, yet it exuded an undeniable air of authority.

Su Tang looked at the old-fashioned and bulky furniture and couldn't muster any interest in it.

She gently took Qin Ye's arm.

"No need, I don't like any of these pieces of furniture."

"Didn't I draw up the blueprints? I'm waiting for you to make it for me yourself."

Qin Ye was startled by her sudden intimacy, his body stiffened, and the tips of his ears began to turn red again.

He cleared his throat, trying to hide his unease.

"Okay, sure."

A single word, yet it carries the weight of a thousand pounds.

After a morning of shopping, the two returned home laden with purchases.

The back seat of the jeep was piled high with bags and packages of daily necessities.

Back at the Qin family home, He Shumin couldn't stop smiling as she looked at the pile of things.

"Good, good, that's right! That's how you live, you have to have everything ready!"

Qin Ye carried the items into the house one by one, then took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and went straight to the kitchen.

"Mom, Tangtang, you two go and rest. I'll make lunch."

"What?!"

He Shumin's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Her son, the son who had never even properly stepped into a kitchen since he was a child, said he wanted to cook?

Has the sun risen in the west?