Although Hua Mi has a lot of money, she has no intention of competing with the people of Xiangcheng for food rations. So she can only take advantage of the low prices of other goods to stock up on other things first.
After all, once the apocalypse begins, all resources will become extremely valuable.
Stock up on these things you'll need during your period, so you won't have to suffer from painful bleeding all over your legs after your period.
Hua Mi rode her flatbed cart forward and rinsed the mountain of sanitary napkins.
Dragging a mountain of sanitary napkins, she drove forward, silently collecting sanitary napkins into the Level 4 warehouse.
The man who sold barbed wire yesterday did not reappear, but the stalls outside the temporary medical center that were dumping their stock were much longer than yesterday, and there were also many more people.
She spotted a battery stall that sold all kinds of batteries on the market, including NanX batteries, JinX batteries, ShuangX batteries, and so on.
Moreover, they have all kinds of batteries, including AAA, AA, button batteries, and various other models.
Hua Mi's eyes lit up at the sight of energy, and she bought up piles of batteries without any hesitation.
She once again successfully took over the battery vendor's stall.
This time, Hua Mi wasn't in a hurry. She simply parked the flatbed truck behind the battery stall, sat down cross-legged, and took out a large handful of children's self-priming filter respirators, another large handful of adult self-priming filter respirators, and more than a dozen bottles of ethanol from her large shoulder bag.
She thought that business was pretty good when she sold ventilators last time, so she was sure it wouldn't be bad this time either.
But as soon as these things were put out, before Hua Mi could even secretly move the batteries and sanitary napkins little by little into the Level 4 warehouse.
A person rushed towards her stall.
"How much is a self-priming filter-type particulate respirator here? I'll take them all."
Hua Mi paused for a moment, sat on the small stool, and hesitantly raised three fingers.
"30 each."
"Buy it all, and all this ethanol too."
The customer hurriedly scanned the code to pay, sweeping up all the self-priming filter respirators and ethanol from the Huami stall, including the children's respirators.
After the person left, the stall owner at the next stall whispered:
"Beautiful lady, you've sold these respirators and ethanol at a low price."
Why?
Hua Mi wasn't very knowledgeable about the market. Actually, these self-priming filter respirators for particulate matter only cost a few cents each in pharmacies. Ethanol might be a bit more expensive, but it's only a few dollars a bottle.
Her prices have increased many times over.
The stall owner next door shook his head.
"You don't know, earthquakes are becoming more and more frequent. When rescue teams are rescuing people from the rubble, sometimes they have to go directly underground, which requires a lot of breathing apparatus."
“The ambulance center uses ethanol for disinfection every day. The air quality is poor. If the smoke and dust are inhaled into the lungs, it will be even more troublesome. It’s not just a problem for children, but for both adults and children.”
As more and more ruins appeared, the urban environment became chaotic. When a tall building collapsed, the smoke and dust lingered for a long time.
At this time, a self-breathing respirator would make a person much more comfortable.
Hua Mi suddenly realized that when the apocalypse came in her previous life, the first disaster was a snowstorm. After the snowstorm, many people froze to death, and the social atmosphere was in a state of depression.
Survival supplies have become extremely scarce, and the entire order has long been eroded.
No one would think that this self-breathing respirator is that important.
So when she did it again, Hua Mi didn't pay attention to so many small details.
Right in front of the stall owner next door, she pulled several more respirators from her large handbag and casually tossed them onto the stall.
"It's okay, I still have a lot of these, I'll sell them for this price."
Then she found a piece of cardboard and wrote:
[Self-priming filter-type particulate respirator, 30 yuan/each, limited to one per person]
The stall owner next door was about to buy a few more of Huami's respirators when he saw the "purchase limit" sign and exclaimed "Hey!"
"You're a strange person."
Is that strange?
Hua Mi pouted, stuffed several handfuls of batteries into her large shoulder bag, and said with a grin:
“I didn’t know before, but now I do. It’s good that everyone has one. Everyone can wear one. I’m just sharing the benefits.”
The stall owner nodded and extended a hand towards Hua Mi.
"Alright, you're a kind person. Let's get acquainted. My name is Chi Chuan, and I'm known in the underworld as Little Speculator."
Chi Chuan felt that Hua Mi was a person worth befriending.
Hua Mi was also generous, extending her hand to shake hands with Chi Chuan.
"My name is Hua Mi, and I'm known in the underworld as Sister Tuhao!"
As she chatted idly with Chi Chuan, a sharp glint flashed in her eyes as she caught sight of Fang Xin, who was taking pictures of her with her phone in the bustling crowd across the street.
Hua Mi looked at Chi Chuan with a smile,
"I have something to do, can you watch the stall for me?"
After saying that, Hua Mi stood up and strode towards Fang Xin opposite her.
Perhaps because Hua Mi had hurt her too much last time, Fang Xin turned and ran away as soon as she saw Hua Mi coming over.
However, she hadn't run more than a few steps when Hua Mi grabbed her by the back of her collar.
Fang Xin hurriedly turned around and called out:
"Sister, sister, please don't hit me, please don't hit me."
The noise was so loud that everyone around stopped and turned to look at Hua Mi.
But Hua Mi hadn't even hit her yet.
"Sister, please don't hit me. I know you're in a bad mood, but you can't take it out on me, sister~~~"
Upon hearing Fang Xin's shout, the people around her looked on in surprise.
The relationship is a drama of sisters killing each other. This older sister is in a bad mood and wants to beat up her younger sister in the street.
Hua Mi, who hadn't even made a move yet, sneered.
"You're saying I hit you, aren't you?"
She clenched her fist and punched Fang Xin in the stomach, her voice cold.
"Then I will grant your wish."
"Ahhhhhh! Help me!"
Fang Xin had never been hit like this before. She hunched over, feeling as if her internal organs had been twisted together by Hua Mi's punch.
In an instant, tears streamed down her face.
Someone nearby felt sorry for Fang Xin and criticized Hua Mi.
"Hey? Why did you hit someone?"
They live in a civilized society. Let alone two beautiful women beating someone up in the street, even two dogs fighting would be considered quite strange by everyone.
Hua Mi, holding Fang Xin by the back of her collar, smiled at the person opposite her:
"So what if I hit her?"
Before she could finish speaking, Hua Mi, carrying the frail-looking Fang Xin, trembled slightly.
“My sister is such a disappointment. She ran away from home with a man at such a young age, which has worried our whole family. Sister, do you know how many bad people there are out there? You are so naive. You should come back with me.”
She said one sentence, then punched Fang Xin in the stomach a few more times.
The weakling Xin was beaten so badly that she kept gagging and couldn't even speak.
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