When the others saw Lu Yuan wanting to buy water, they couldn't understand why he would do that, since water was much more precious than money these days.
Although water is delivered every two days, it is still in short supply. However, compared to that, money is not that important.
Money can't buy much these days. Prices for everything are constantly rising, especially for food. As for water, it's now rationed, so even money can't buy it. That's why everyone was so puzzled when they saw Lu Yuan selling water.
"I don't need water right now," Lu Yuan said casually.
The others shook their heads. When they mentioned it to everyone on the way over, someone immediately came over to ask how much Lu Yuanshui was selling for.
"This tank of water costs 500,000, no bargaining."
Immediately, some people started to mock them.
"Selling a tank of water for 500,000? Are you out of your mind? A few months ago, you could just get any water you wanted. Now you're asking for 500,000. Why don't you just rob someone?" A middle-aged woman said with disdain in her eyes, arms crossed.
Several other people echoed this sentiment, all expressing similar ideas.
Lu Yuan remained unmoved and insisted on paying 500,000 yuan per tank of water. He believed that the price was very reasonable, since it was impossible to buy and no one would be willing to buy it.
Each person is only given one liter of water per day, and in this hot weather, one liter of water is not enough at all. People only take a small sip when they are extremely thirsty, and they dare not drink a lot.
Finally, someone was tempted.
"Young man, I don't know your name yet. I want to buy some, but I can't afford this much. Can I buy 50,000 yuan worth?" A young man in his thirties came out, his face was dark and his whole body was soaked with sweat.
“Of course, this tank of water weighs about 200 jin (100 kg). Subtracting the weight of the tank, it's about 200 jin (100 kg) or about 100 liters of water. That's 5,000 yuan per liter. If you give me 50,000 yuan, I'll give you 10 liters of water!” Lu Yuan calculated and said.
The other party nodded and then took out his phone to transfer the money to Lu Yuan.
"By the way, let me add you as a friend. My name is Chen Ke. If you still have water to sell, let me know. I have a three-year-old child at home who is not feeling well lately, so I urgently need water."
Lu Yuan took out his phone, accepted the friend request, and then filled in a note saying, "Um, my name is Lu Yuan. I'll let you know if I have water to sell to you in the future."
The other party transferred the money to Lu Yuan, then turned around and went home to get the container. After someone took the lead, the others were also tempted.
"Ugh! I should have gone with them to move things! They beat me to it! What bad luck!" A young man, covered in sweat but unaffected by the thick smoke, said regretfully.
Lu Yuan glanced at the other person and couldn't help but sneer inwardly. While everyone else was putting out the fire, he was hiding on the sidelines watching the show. Now that he saw that others had brought water, he started to get jealous. Lu Yuan really disliked this kind of hindsight person.
"Handsome, give me some too, I want 100,000 yuan's worth." A beautiful woman in her early thirties walked over and said to Lu Yuan.
"I want 20,000 yuan too!"
"I want forty thousand! No, fifty thousand!"
In no time, the entire tank of water was sold out. Those who bought the water went home to get containers to fill with it, and Lu Yuan found a measuring cup to fill everyone's tank.
Those who bought water left happily, while those who didn't regret not acting sooner.
After dealing with the water, Lu Yuan returned the tank to Guo Daming's house. Guo Daming looked at Lu Yuan with a livid expression. Although he was fat and quite tall, he was obviously the kind of fat that was just puffy. If he really fought Lu Yuan, he would definitely be no match for him. He couldn't beat him even if he tried to fight, and he wouldn't listen to reason. Old Guo could only sigh and admit defeat.
Meanwhile, the firefighters completed the final cleanup of the fire scene and only put away their firefighting equipment after confirming that there was no possibility of it starting to burn again.
Everyone who participated in the firefighting got covered in dirt, and the firefighters were very generous in providing water for each of them to wash their faces.
Finally, the neighborhood committee members arrived late, which no one seemed surprised by. One of the committee's leaders, Director Tong, along with a group of people, expressed their sympathy for the victims of the fire. They also presented some water and food as compensation on behalf of their superiors and warned everyone to be careful with electricity and fire.
Nobody paid them any attention. Some left, others scattered. It was too hot, and nobody wanted to stay any longer.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Director Tong felt a little embarrassed, so he said a few more polite words and left with his people.
After taking stock, a total of 23 houses were destroyed in the fire. Among them, three houses were forcibly demolished to block the fire source. Huang Huahua's house was one of them. The other two houses were demolished after being half burned, so they were not as tragic as Huang Huahua's house.
The fire claimed 15 lives, injured 33 people, including three firefighters, and left more than 50 people homeless and facing reconstruction challenges.
The scene was silent. No one was willing to take responsibility for the fire. They could only wait for the police to arrive, investigate, and collect evidence to determine who should be held responsible for the cause of the fire.
More than fifty people are now homeless, which has become the most pressing problem in Zone 3. As for those who were burned, they have been sent to the hospital for treatment.
From a distance, Lu Yuan saw a group of people sitting blankly under a nearby tree, staring at their homes that had protected them just over ten hours ago, now reduced to ruins.
Looking at the 500,000 yuan in his phone wallet, Lu Yuan knew that now was not the time. When he saw Huang Huahua's shrill screams as her house was pushed down, he felt compassion and later helped Guo Daming move. But now that the disaster victims were gathered together, he couldn't take out the money yet.
If the 500,000 yuan is divided among more than 50 people, each person will receive less than 10,000 yuan. If someone stands up and criticizes them, not only will the goal of saving lives not be achieved, but they will also become the target of public criticism, which is something Lu Yuan does not want to see.
So Lu Yuan turned around and went home.
After changing out of his dirty clothes, Lu Yuan took a refreshing shower and then fell into a deep sleep on the bed. He was exhausted after a busy day.
He didn't know how much time had passed when he heard a knock on the door, followed by his mother opening it.
"Hello, this is the neighborhood committee of District 3. This fire destroyed many homes, leaving more than fifty people homeless. So we thought we could help as much as we could, and that's why we started this fundraising campaign. You see..."
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