Chapter 22: Being targeted?
In the supply and marketing cooperative, Shen Lingning's arrogance shocked everyone.
The watch man and young woman next to them stared in shock at Shen Lingning and the salesperson who began to get busy.
After a while, the young woman reacted and walked out of the door with a grim look on her face, holding the man's watch. Soon, the sound of two people arguing was heard outside.
The salesperson came over with a flattering look on his face and asked, "How will you take the food and seasoning away?"
Then he asked tentatively, "Are you purchasing for the factory?"
Which private individual has the means to buy things like this these days?!
She wanted to find out which factory it was from. If she could get in touch with them...
Shen Lingning just shook his head lightly: "No, there are many people at home. Put all the things in the small warehouse behind you, I will ask someone to pick them up later, you don't have to worry about it, please settle the bill quickly, I'm waiting to pick up the goods."
The country bumpkin just now turned into a rich man, and the salesperson's face became like a Sichuan opera.
However, Shen Lingning was too lazy to argue with her and emphasized the speed of settling the accounts again. She didn't want to cause any trouble.
Shen Lingning's heartbeat quickened again as he watched the salesperson call for helpers to move heavy bags of grain, bundles of salt, and large jars of seasonings into an empty small warehouse at the back.
She used the excuse of counting the goods and didn't bother to listen to the salesperson's flattery. After everyone left, she left the door half-closed.
With a sweep of his mind, the mountain of supplies in the warehouse disappeared without a trace in an instant!
The ground was empty, as if the accumulation just now was just an illusion.
Only in the space, the neatly stacked grain bags, oil jars, and salt bags exuded an extremely reassuring atmosphere.
This is just the beginning!
Shen Lingning kept walking, and ran to the next store with the rapidly shrinking but still thick banknotes in his pocket.
She specifically chooses those "distribution points" that seem to have large inventories and are located in remote areas, as well as those slightly larger cooperative stores.
Grain and Oil Station: "Comrade, rapeseed oil! How much is in bulk? I want it all!"
Shen Lingning's eyes lit up as he watched the salesperson laboriously carry out several large metal buckets stained with oil.
In an age when oil is more valuable than meat, those large barrels of bright yellow oil in the space are the guarantee of future health! At the time of settlement, another thick stack of banknotes was exchanged.
Going to the cloth counter: "Denim, khaki, white cotton... and this dark cotton silk, twenty feet of each!"
She pointed to the heap of the strongest, most durable materials in the most inconspicuous colors in the corner.
Fubao said that these were hard currency for making clothes, patching, and exchanging things in the next few years or even more than ten years, so he asked her to stock up more!
The rustling sound of the salesperson pulling the cloth sounded like heavenly music to her.
She also prepared a lot of daily necessities: "Matches! Ten packs! Kerosene, five pounds! Tin flashlight, with five pairs of batteries! Soap, perfumed soap... a dozen of each! Sewing kit, thimble, thick cotton thread... bring a few extra sets!"
These are consumables that are indispensable in future life but easily overlooked.
Looking at the "hill" that was rapidly piling up in the space, the anxiety in Shen Lingning's heart caused by the lack of supplies was filled up little by little.
"Dried mushrooms, these little yellow mushrooms, and hazel mushrooms, how much are they? ... Five pounds of each!"
"Kelp! Thick, salted kind... I want this whole bundle!"
"Vermicelli noodles! I want both sweet potato and potato noodles! How many? ...Okay, I'll take the rest!"
"Dried beans, dried eggplant, dried radish... give me ten pounds of each!"
"Pickled cabbage? Hmm...a big jar of that too!"
"Brown sugar! Black sugar cubes! How much? ...I want them all!"
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Every time a quantity was reported, it attracted surprised glances from the salesperson and the surrounding customers.
Shen Lingning didn't care at all. She was immersed in an almost "retaliatory" pleasure of hoarding.
Fingers slid across the rough sacks, dry mushroom caps, salty kelp, and glistening vermicelli...
Every piece of material that fell into the space was like building a solid fortress in her heart, firmly blocking out the memories of hunger and cold she had experienced in the past two years.
When the last batch of purchased coarse salt sacks, which were half a person's height, disappeared deep into the alley, his mind sank into the space, and the scene before him made Shen Lingning breathe a long and satisfied sigh of relief.
The originally empty gray foggy space has now changed drastically. All supplies are classified and organized according to categories!
When he walked near the county machinery factory, Shen Lingning looked at the space, and there was only a heavy sense of security in his heart that was down to earth.
Now that’s good, at least, for a very long time, she and Fubao won’t starve in the northwest due to food shortage.
"Mom, there's a bad guy at three o'clock! He's been following us like a rat in a stinky ditch!"
Fubao's heart's cry, with a hint of barely perceptible nervousness, suddenly rang in Shen Lingning's mind.
Although the little guy was wrapped tightly, his big black eyes moved cleverly in the gaps of the swaddling clothes, as if they could penetrate the fabric and lock onto the target.
Shen Lingning's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, but his expression remained calm.
While adjusting Fubao's swaddling clothes, she tilted her head slightly and glanced back.
It was the peak time for people to get off work at noon at the machinery factory, and it was very noisy.
However, at the edge of the surging crowd, two figures wearing gray work clothes and their hats pulled down very low were heading in a different direction from the others, following closely behind them about a hundred meters.
They looked no different from workers who had just gotten off work, except that they looked in Shen Lingning's direction from time to time, afraid that they were staring at the wrong person.
"Oh……"
Shen Lingning's heart trembled. As expected, he had just been too quick in "sweeping up goods" in the black market, revealing his wealth and being targeted.
She held Fubao's arms tightly, with some thoughts in her mind. It was not fear, but a mixture of maternal protective desire and excitement to try?
Was it Fubao’s strong and mature heart that gave her the confidence?
Or was it the golden finger of space that gave her the courage to "make trouble"?
Or maybe, after becoming a mother, you become stronger as a mother?
Shen Lingning suddenly lowered his head and gave Fubao, who was in the cradle, an extremely bright and even slightly mischievous smile.
Her big eyes twinkled, and she said in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Fubao, Nannan, Mommy has a 'fun' idea..."
Fubao was startled by her mother's sudden, girlish smile, and her heart skipped a beat.
The little man in my heart was muttering frantically: "Mom is only 21 years old! In her previous life, she must have been a well-protected college student..."
Shen Lingning just noticed that this street was only two alleys away from the back door of the black market that morning!
Why not just divert the blame?
"Come on, Fubao, Mommy will take you... to find a new 'cat house' for those mice!"
Shen Lingning pursed his lips and smiled, holding Fubao, his pace suddenly quickened, and he turned abruptly and went into a dark alley next to him that was full of discarded bamboo baskets and broken wooden boards and smelled of rotten water!
When they found Shen Lingning running in front with the child in his arms, the two followers behind him looked at each other and followed without hesitation.
The alley is narrow and dimly lit.
Shen Lingning used his instant memory of the terrain and the cover of the pile of debris to move flexibly in the alley.
"Feint to the east and attack in the west, begin!"
Shen Lingning's mind is locked!
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