When he was about to reach the market, Zhang Yuan thought of something and asked the system.
"007, if I tell the First Emperor the course of history, will our future be affected? Will I disappear on the spot?"
[Host, don't worry. What you're worried about won't happen. This world has many parallel time and space. As long as you change the course of history, the Great Qin will open up a new time and space, and their historical direction will not affect you!]
After receiving 007's reply, Zhang Yuan felt relieved.
If he told Qin Shi Huang that the course of history would not change the existing situation, he would not do so.
Then he can also say some things.
He cannot change history in the current dimension, but he can change the humiliating history of the parallel universe.
After thinking this through, Zhang Yuan began to focus on purchasing goods.
There is only one market in the town, which mainly deals in wholesale.
There are all kinds of things.
Taking into account the plane situation, basic supplies such as rice, refined salt, and instant noodles are indispensable.
Zhang Yuan chose the store where he purchased goods yesterday, and arranged the daily supply with the owner, asking him to deliver the goods to his door at around three o'clock in the afternoon every day.
Then I went to the store next door and bought some paper, pens and other things.
If he remembered correctly, the Qin Dynasty should still be using bamboo slips and carving knives, which is too inconvenient.
I must recommend paper and pen to Qin Shi Huang tonight.
We will strive to turn all of the Qin Dynasty’s bamboo slips into paper!
Then, he went to the snack wholesaler next door to buy some new goods.
Although Daqin was still struggling to make ends meet, these snacks were basically not edible.
But our ancestors should still enjoy what they deserve.
After selecting the snack order, Zhang Yuan turned right and entered the nearby vegetable market, preparing to buy a large amount of crops such as potatoes and sweet potatoes.
I chose a store with a seemingly conscientious owner and agreed with him on the daily purchase volume.
Only then did he leave satisfied.
I randomly found a restaurant on the roadside and had a late lunch.
I walked slowly back to the supermarket.
Because all the goods today were ordered to be delivered around 6:30, Zhang Yuan had nothing to do, so he could only open the supermarket, sit at the checkout counter and start watching TV series.
Just as I was watching the climax, the ticking noise of WeChat started to sound.
Zhang Yuan: .....
There was no way to stop arguing, so I just clicked on WeChat.
On WeChat, there was a message sent to him by a colleague from his previous company.
Colleague A: [Yuanzi, hey, why did you resign? Don’t you know that after you left, that Zhou Paopi would get mad at us every day and even go to KTV with us all the time? Do you really think we are fools?]
Colleague A: [It's the 21st century now, who doesn't understand KTV? He really thinks he's that important.]
When Zhang Yuan resigned, he was kicked out by the dog manager before he had time to leave the group.
So he didn't know what happened to the company after he left.
Now Colleague A has very sensibly sent me the battle report.
Colleague A: [He's getting more and more perverted. He makes us work overtime until 12:00 PM every day and we can't leave before then. And we don't get overtime pay. We can't stand it anymore and really want to quit.]
Colleague A: [Yuanzi, are you coming back? Wow, without you, our workload has doubled. We're exhausted.]
Zhang Yuan responded with several rows of wax in seconds.
He didn't know what else he could do besides lighting candles.
After all, he is having a great time now and doesn't want to recall his miserable life as a corporate slave.
I chatted with my colleagues and listened to their complaints.
Zhang Yuan felt more and more that his decision to resign was the right one.
The truth of life is to live freely.
Zhang Yuan had a smug smile on his face and felt happy as he watched his colleagues A, B, C, and D complain.
At around 6 o'clock, Zhang Yuan put down his phone and stretched.
I decided to hang Qin Shi Huang's dragon robe at the entrance of the supermarket and be a beautiful piece of trash.
There are no mannequins, no luxurious display cabinets.
A clothes drying rack and roof beams solved the problem.
Clapping his hands, Zhang Yuan stood at the door admiring his masterpiece.
Perfect!
As expected, our ancestor’s dragon robe looks beautiful no matter how you look at it.
It is indeed a handicraft from thousands of years ago.
It smells so good.
Just as the dragon robe was hung up, the first batch of goods arrived.
Zhang Yuan and his boss moved the rice into the warehouse together, and the two of them were busy running back and forth.
After the move was completed and the boss left, Zhang Yuan sorted the inventory in the warehouse.
Only the dragon robe in front of the supermarket was left fluttering in the wind.
.....
Meng Xiaoxiao is a second-generation wealthy anchor dressed in Hanfu. Today, she just finished shooting a set of beautiful Tang-style photos in the park and is preparing to go home to edit them.
When passing by Ziwei Street, I accidentally discovered that a new supermarket had opened near my home.
She didn't care much at first and just glanced at the sign casually.
I found out it was written with a brush, and I thought it looked pretty good, so I took a second look at it.
Once I saw it, I couldn't look away.
Why is there a dragon robe hanging at the entrance of the supermarket?
Moreover, this dragon robe is extremely fine in terms of both material and workmanship.
Meng Xiaoxiao walked towards the supermarket uncontrollably, her eyes fixed on the dragon robe.
I couldn't bear to move away at all.
I don’t know who the owner of this supermarket is, but he actually hangs such an exquisite dragon robe on the hanger casually.
The Hanfu DNA in Meng Xiaoxiao's body was beating wildly and her blood was boiling.
Can this Hanfu really be made with current technology? Judging from the pattern, it seems to be from the Qin Dynasty.
Oh my god, the boss is so awesome. I must ask him about this dragon robe.
I don’t know if the boss can sell it to her.
What to do, she likes it so much.
Meng Xiaoxiao was madly obsessed with the dragon robe, and Zhang Yuan came out after cleaning up the warehouse.
As soon as he came out, he saw a beautiful woman with a crazy look at the door.
Wow, she has fair skin, beautiful looks, and a curvy figure. She is simply a stunner!
It's this expression that makes him look like a bad person.
Could it be that this lunatic came from somewhere and wanted to scam the supermarket?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan immediately became alert.
He looked at the girl in front of him, and the admiration he had just shown had completely disappeared.
He interrupted the woman's gaze without hesitation and asked, "Who are you?"
Meng Xiaoxiao was interrupted from admiring the dragon robe and was a little unhappy.
When I turned around, I saw a handsome and tall man coming out.
Her eyes lit up.
This little brother is quite handsome!
But when she saw Zhang Yuan's serious expression, Meng Xiaoxiao was stunned.
She turned her head stiffly to look at the dragon robe in front of her, and then looked at Zhang Yuan standing in the supermarket.
Surprised, he asked, "Ah, little brother, are you the owner of this supermarket?"
Zhang Yuan frowned and nodded slightly: "Yes, what can I do for you? Do you want to buy something?"
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