Chapter 35: Running a supermarket is still a physical job (1)

Lu Zexu has always known that his father dislikes him, but he never thought that his father would actually order the confinement of the East Palace!

Was he worried that he would leave the palace and spread the epidemic?

Lu Zexu smiled coldly. Confinement is confinement. He had never thought of going out.

Lu Zexu didn't know that the moment he heard that there was an epidemic in the East Palace, Lu Chengtian flew into a rage and smashed the teacup into pieces. His fingers were cut by the teacup and blood was flowing.

In the study, the servants knelt on the ground.

"Go check! Why is there an epidemic in the East Palace! How is the Crown Prince doing now?"

"Your servant obeys your order."

Because of the epidemic, the palace was also in a state of panic. Everyone knew how serious the plague was. Once infected, whether or not one could recover depended entirely on fate.

And now both the eldest prince and the East Palace have the epidemic, which made the Imperial Concubine very happy. If both of them died, the possibility of her child ascending the throne would be greatly increased.

But her joy did not last long, and she heard that the Emperor was about to empty the Imperial Hospital of all the good medicinal materials, such as thousand-year-old ginseng and thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and sent them all to the East Palace and the eldest prince's palace.

The other palaces followed suit and sent them as well.

The Imperial Concubine endured the reluctance and also cut some meat. She took out the ginseng that the Emperor had just awarded not long ago from her private storehouse and sent it out.

She tried to tell herself that it was just money to buy the lives of these two people!

That's right, the noble concubine, who always loved money like her life, was still bleeding with heartache when she saw the two old ginsengs that were about to leave.

Lu Zexu was happy when he saw the medicinal materials flowing like water.

Is this a blessing in disguise? It's just

that his warehouse might not have enough space, otherwise he could send some to his sister?

Maybe he could get double the snacks in return!

Lu Zexu looked at the yard full of medicinal materials and ate two more bowls of rice in the evening.

The East Palace, which was originally tense, was relieved to see that the prince was in good health and in a good mood.

The epidemic was coming in full force. Even a martial artist like Shen Hong began to have a high fever, abdominal pain, cough, vomiting, and diarrhea at night. For a while, the situation was very critical.

The imperial physician wrote a prescription, and the servants boiled bowl after bowl of medicine, but it didn't work at all.

After hearing this, Lu Zexu took the medicine and wanted to go to the side courtyard, but Fulu knelt on the ground, hugged his thighs, tears streaming down his face, and refused to let him go.

"Your Highness, the general has the imperial physician, and you don't know medicine, so it's useless to go! You must take care of yourself! If something happens to you, the general will be worried."

Lu Zexu held the medicine in his hand. He didn't dare to give it to his uncle because he couldn't see the situation. Besides, the fewer people knew about this, the better.

"Go to the side courtyard and keep an eye on it. If there is any situation, let me know at any time."

Fulu cried with joy, "I'll go right away! I'll go right away!"

Lu Zexu returned to the bedroom and waited quietly for midnight.

Here, Sang Yian was told by the store that she had to work overtime tonight, so she closed the store early and went to bed at eight o'clock.

Otherwise, tomorrow during the day, the renovation next door was making a lot of noise, and she couldn't sleep even if she wanted to.

At 12 o'clock, the side door flashed with colorful lights, and Lu Zexu entered the supermarket three times.

Sang Yian was facing him, yawning with one hand covering his mouth.

"If you want to buy anything, take it yourself. You're welcome."

Lu Zexu was like meeting a savior, and he told her everything about the epidemic.

"Sister, do you have any medicine for the symptoms?"

Sang Yian's mind suddenly became clear. She was not a doctor, but she was someone who had experienced the epidemic. After three years of fighting the epidemic, she still knew a lot of knowledge in this area.

Regarding the ancient plague, there was a period of time when it was very popular on the Internet, and she was also a bystander.

According to the little prince, the epidemic in his place should be typhoid fever, and the most effective treatment for typhoid fever is antibiotics.

"You wait."

Sang Yian went to the small warehouse at the back and picked and chose. The last time she went to the pharmacy, she spent nearly 100,000 yuan, but now she has only picked out four boxes.

It was an hour later when she brought four paper boxes of medicine. After

such a hassle, her chest and back were soaked with sweat.

In addition, masks and disinfectants are indispensable, but these stores don't have any of them. Last time she only bought medicine and didn't think about this matter at all.

This has to be bought elsewhere.

Fortunately, she bought a car and a pharmacy that is open 24 hours a day.

"Some pharmacies don't have them, so I have to go buy them. You can go around the store and see if you want to buy anything besides medicine. You're welcome, take whatever you want. I have something to trouble you with later."

Sang Yian said, and left with his phone and car keys.

Lu Zexu was so happy when he heard that he needed help.

His sister helped him these few times, and now he can finally help his sister with something!

Ancheng was very quiet at 1 a.m., and there were few cars on the road. Sang Yian increased the speed to the maximum and drove directly to the nearest hospital.

She remembered that there were many pharmacies near the hospital.

It might be a night shift, the clerk's phone was playing a variety show, but he was already drowsy.

"Ten boxes of medical masks and disinfectant, two boxes of cephalosporin and Aqi."

The clerk was still a little confused, "What?"

Sang Yian repeated it again. The clerk looked at her suspiciously, "Aren't we all free now? No need to stock up on masks and disinfectant."

Sang Yian just smiled and didn't explain, "Please hurry up."

The clerk immediately went to the small warehouse behind the pharmacy. As she walked, she muttered, "Is there going to be another large-scale outbreak? I haven't heard about it."

Fortunately, the store has enough inventory. Since the outbreak, the store has always had enough masks and disinfectants.

The new goods that arrived yesterday didn't need to be unpacked, and they were all taken away at once. It's just that there aren't that many cephalosporins and Aqi.

Sang Yian went to two stores nearby, and didn't drive back until the car was full, even the passenger seat was piled with boxes.

A full car, less than 60,000 yuan.

It was another hard job to move the goods to the store.

Lu Zexu couldn't leave the supermarket, so she had to do it by herself.

After unloading this car, Sang Yian's legs were shaking with fatigue, her arms were twitching unconsciously, and her hair on her forehead was already tangled, all soaked with sweat.

She walked to the shelf while panting, took a bottle of mineral water, and drank it in small sips.

"You don't have enough physical strength." The little parrot stepped on the branch and complained.

Sang Yian rolled his eyes at it, "I run 5 kilometers every morning, and you actually say I don't have enough physical strength? Didn't you say that I only need to trade with customers from other worlds? You didn't say that I have to do physical work!"

The little parrot flew to the square table at the side door, and walked proudly with its head held high, "Who made you just a novice supermarket owner now?"

"An experienced supermarket owner would have prepared sufficient goods long ago, so there is no need to rush to purchase goods, and even can't hire a delivery worker."

Being ridiculed like this, Sang Yian grabbed the parrot's little body and scratched its little head in revenge, "If you say that again, I won't go for a walk tomorrow!"

The little parrot immediately became obedient and shifted the blame, "Why hasn't that Fourth Master delivered the warehouse to you yet? This person is too untrustworthy."

"Sangsang, you can't be that kind of person. We agreed to go out and play tomorrow, so we must go. You can't go back on your word!"

Sang Yian: "..."

You are so smart.

"Where is my brother? Why don't you see him?" Sang Yian also changed the subject.