The plague victim... was behind him.

I awkwardly touched my nose. How was I supposed to know you kept bees here?

Trying to justify my tree-digging behavior... If I don't dig, and the apocalypse comes, you won't be able to save me either.

After cursing for a while, the beekeeper realized he had sworn in front of the girl and said embarrassedly:

"Please excuse my poor appearance, young lady."

Zuo Ling waved her hand: "It's okay, it's okay."

Beekeepers are often filled with resentment.

"My bees love these wild osmanthus trees, and the honey they collect is so fragrant. Damn it, if I find out who dug them up, I'll chop them up."

The tree thief continued to touch his nose, not daring to utter a single word.

Zuo Ling didn't let the beekeeper take her to the roadside. The beekeeper was upset about the stolen osmanthus tree and wasn't in the mood to see Zuo Ling off. He just exchanged a few polite words and that was it.

Before parting, Zuo Ling said to the beekeeper:

"Uncle, I have a classmate who works at the meteorological bureau. He said there might be extreme weather in two months. Please stock up on food and warm clothes at home."

Feeling embarrassed for stealing someone's precious osmanthus tree, Zuo Ling informed the beekeeper as a form of compensation.

The beekeeper paused for a moment, responded, and took his leave.

Judging from his expression, he clearly didn't take it seriously.

Zuo Ling said helplessly, "I've told you, whether you listen or not, there's nothing I can do."

The rice-growing region has a thriving commercial sector, with various small workshops and factories springing up everywhere.

In the following days, Zuo Ling simply drove the secondhand van she bought and stocked up wherever she went.

The paper mill was buying A4 paper, and they asked her how much she wanted.

"I don't know how much to buy. I'll just buy as much as my van can hold."

Paper mill manager: "..."

"Okay, I'll have someone load it onto your truck right away. No matter how much you load in the end, I'll give you the lowest price."

Towel factory.

To answer the same question again: "I'll buy as much as my van can hold."

Towels and bath towels, in different patterns, thicknesses, and styles, Zuo Ling picked out several of each, filled the car, and drove off.

Down jacket factory.

They sell not only down jackets, but also down pillows, down mattresses, cushions, hats, sleeping bags, and more.

When she was in Kyoto, Zuo Ling was short of money and had to be careful with her spending when buying things.

Now that I have over two billion yuan in hand, I can spend it however I want.

Short, mid-length, and long down jackets in various colors are the most popular.

Secondly, there are 500 down mattresses and 500 sleeping bags.

I also bought some down pillows, cushions, and hats.

Upon hearing that a wealthy woman had arrived, the head of the down jacket factory thought to himself, "My specialty is loading trucks."

Watch how I pack it for you!

Vacuum bags are only worth a few dollars. Squeeze them tight. If there's even a tiny bit of air inside, I'll deduct your pay!

Loading workers: "..."

The boss has spoken, let's get to work.

Everyone should use their intelligence and ingenuity to ensure that there are no gaps in the cargo.

Zuo Ling found it amusing but remained silent, letting them do as they pleased.

The wheels were lowered by half an inch, and the person in charge was finally satisfied.

Tencent (the company behind Tencent).

The famous white goose from the rice-growing region is said to have inspired the great calligrapher Wang Xizhi to write his timeless masterpiece, inspired by their ancestor.

With its long neck, Zuo Ling thought that two layers were already a lot.

The person in charge of the company built a frame and squeezed in three layers, pressing the goose's neck into an eerie curve, completely obscuring any graceful posture.

The breeding space is too small, and live geese cannot go directly into the space.

One by one, they were stunned and thrown away, with Zuo Ling feeling heartbroken as she did so.

Smoked duck.

The place selling smoked duck was a small rural workshop that I stumbled upon by chance.

Seeing that many people were buying smoked duck, Zuo Ling also bought one to try, and it tasted quite good.

I'll say it again.

The smoked duck shop owner clicked his tongue, his inventory was only half full of what he was carrying. He knew that when big customers came, he should have made more.

He tentatively began to speak:

"Young lady, my brother's family makes 'wok-fried rice cakes,' and their 'wok-fried rice cakes' are famous far and wide. Would you like to buy some?"

Huozi? Zuo Ling had never even heard of it.

Seeing that there was a door, the shop owner quickly took out the glutinous rice cakes, brewed them with boiling water, added some osmanthus sugar, and the fragrant glutinous rice cake soup was ready.

It's sticky and chewy, probably made from glutinous rice, similar to millet porridge.

Zuo Ling generously bought four boxes.

Wok-fried rice cakes are not filling; they're fine for an occasional change of pace, but they shouldn't be eaten as a staple food.