Chapter 40 Beaver City 5
It was time to get off work again, and Fu Anan took his newly received salary and went to the rain gear store again.
The place was not far from here. In order to save a few dollars, Fu Anan wore rain pants and rain boots and waded through the rain.
Because of the heavy rain, the boss's store was crowded and business was extremely good.
The original sign for renting a shop has disappeared and has been replaced with a special offer of umbrellas for 46 yuan.
Fu Anan glanced at the discounted umbrellas—the same model that had sold two for 30 yuan a day earlier. The price had tripled, truly a business that depended on the weather.
In addition to the individual customers coming and going, there were two black trucks parked at the door. People in work clothes were carrying large packed boxes from the rain gear store to the trucks, and a group of men in suits and sunglasses were standing around.
It's like something out of The Matrix, with an expression that says "Don't look at me, I'm not someone you can mess with."
Fu Anan swallowed and waited for them to drive the truck away before going in.
"Hey, little sister, you are here again. What would you like to buy this time?" The boss looked at Fu Anan, swept away his previous dullness, and asked enthusiastically.
"Do you still have waterproof pants, rain boots and raincoats? I want to take a few more." Fu Anan asked.
"Also, the price is a bit higher than before." Because of the sudden downpour, his shop's business has improved a lot, and the discounted products are no longer discounted. He feels like he's making money with his chest puffed out. "But if you buy it, I can give you a discount."
I bought an extra set of three pieces from the boss: rain boots, rain pants, and raincoat. Even to get a discount I had to use two big red coins.
As his wallet became emptier, Fu Anan deeply understood the meaning of "you only regret not having enough money when you need it."
At this moment, she really wanted to beg to the sky, hoping to exchange her good luck for an ATM that would allow her to spend endless money in the game.
But on second thought, forget it.
After all, you can earn money again if you lose it, but it is terrible to lose your luck.
Fu Anan made a "collect" gesture towards the sky, and the next second God responded with a loud thunder, which scared her.
"Children's words are without restraint, God, children's words are without restraint." Fu Anan quickly put the rain gear on his head and ran towards his small shabby house, muttering to himself, "Please don't make a fuss about it, considering that my grandfather burns incense for you on the first and fifteenth day of every month."
Day 5 in Beaver City, heavy rain continues
Fu Anan began to stockpile more food.
Not only food, she even bought two swimming rings.
On the sixth day in Beaver City, the heavy rain continued.
Three days of heavy rain caused problems with the city's drainage system, flooding underground shopping malls, parking lots, subways, and other areas, forcing people to rely on surface transportation to commute.
Taxis and buses on the road suddenly became very scarce.
The heavy rain and slippery ground also increased the incidence of traffic accidents. Just as Fu Anan was on his way to work, a car collided with a bus.
The car was smashed into pieces, the injured were sent to the hospital by ambulance, and the passengers left behind were all worried.
Fu Anan braved the heavy rain and entered the supermarket. The morning news was still being broadcast on the supermarket's TV. The government issued a warning of continuous heavy rain and advised all citizens not to go out unless necessary.
Beaver City, day seven, heavy rain continues
The rain on the streets has already reached people's ankles.
Things are not over yet. The meteorological department issued a typhoon warning, making the already bad weather even worse.
The typhoon warning two days later made the residents of Beaver City panic. People from all over the city rushed out to buy food. For a time, large shopping malls and small supermarkets were crowded. It only took a day to clear out the items in the living areas of the supermarkets.
Fu Anan saw with his own eyes that the convenience store that was only sold for two yuan a pack in the morning became ten yuan a pack in the afternoon.
Even though the goods in the small supermarket were almost sold out, the owner made a lot of money.
The proprietress looked at Fu Anan with a smile on her face and took out two hundred yuan from the drawer. "Isn't there a typhoon coming? You don't have to come tomorrow. I'll give you two days off."
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