Zuo Ling knew nothing about what was happening at Tianjin Port.
Apart from Qingxue, she stayed in the car the whole time and didn't go anywhere else.
Since it wasn't convenient to cook in the car, she absorbed energy crystals.
I occasionally check the news and see what people are saying in the neighborhood group chat.
The snow showed no signs of stopping, and six snowplows roared incessantly.
The neighborhood group chat went from urging everyone to stock up on charcoal to the first time someone said:
"The end times may really be coming. Don't just hoard charcoal, hoard some rice, flour, cooking oil and drinking water. Judging from the situation, the disaster won't be over anytime soon."
Zuo Ling echoed:
"Yes, everyone should stock up on food. With the city locked down by heavy snow, transportation is inconvenient, and supplies will definitely be scarce."
More and more people started talking about hoarding supplies, followed by sighs and then silence.
That evening, the crisis was averted, and the property management informed everyone that they could return to their buildings.
The underground parking lot in the residential area has height restrictions, and the Global Leopard is too tall to fit in, so it's not suitable to leave it in the freezing cold for a long time.
After leaving the residential area, I found a secluded spot, stored the Global Leopard in my spatial storage, and then drove the Tank 500 back.
The house is almost the same as when she left, except that a few things were moved by the tremors and can be easily tidied up.
The next day, I went to the supermarket as soon as it opened.
The snow was too heavy, so Zuo Ling didn't drive and wanted to walk around to stretch her muscles.
Hiking in -75 degree weather, braving the wind and snow, is very uncomfortable.
Many residents of the community followed Zuo Ling downstairs to the supermarket.
People who know each other greet each other: "You're going to the supermarket too?"
"Yes, I'm going to buy some things. The snow keeps falling, and I'm afraid we'll run out of food."
"Me too, I'm going to see what I want to buy."
The group chatted as they walked.
Zuo Ling heard a lot of news.
"More than a million people have died in the city."
"That was the official report; many other reports didn't cover it."
"That's true. With such heavy snow, many people living alone might die at home. Who would know?"
"That's true."
"Seven or eight more people have died in the neighborhood."
“The houses in our neighborhood are considered to be of good quality. If they’re like this here, the ones outside must be even worse.”
"Oh dear, what should we do? If this continues, we won't be able to make a living."
"It's tough, we'll just have to take it one step at a time."
"..."
Before even reaching the supermarket entrance, a large crowd was already visible.
Everyone was dressed like a bear, with only their eyes sticking out.
The supermarket opened more than half an hour later than usual, and everyone was cursing and getting so angry that they were about to bang on the door when the supermarket finally opened.
People jostled forward with a thud, and Zuo Ling dodged to the side. She wasn't afraid of being squeezed, but she was afraid of accidentally bumping into some elderly person, and then she wouldn't be able to shake them off.
Two people were knocked down; they were wearing too many clothes and couldn't get up for a long time. No one dared to help them and kept their distance. Zuo Ling followed them and took a detour.
Inside the supermarket, which is usually warm and cozy, it was as cold as an icebox.
The shelves for rice, flour, and cooking oil were empty, while vegetables, noodles, instant noodles, various canned goods, bread, meat... anything that could fill one's stomach was snapped up.
All food items saw price increases ranging from 50% to more than double, yet even so, there was still no stock available.
Zuo Ling had no shortage of supplies and didn't compete with everyone for food and drink.
I then moved on to cookware and bought some stainless steel basins and steamers, as well as disinfectant, mosquito repellent, mosquito coils, cockroach bait, and rat poison.
Zuo Ling picked out the most expensive skincare products and left a lot of condiments like soy sauce, cooking wine, and vinegar, which she took as she went.
There are still over 8 million left to spend. If I only buy these things, it will be difficult to spend all the money I have.
When I was poor, I never thought that one day I would worry about not having enough money to spend.
There were still quite a few untouched items on the imported goods shelf; the remaining items were all relatively expensive, with a small box of cookies costing several hundred yuan and a small bottle of coffee costing several tens of yuan.
Various sauces, instant coffee, dried fruit... Zuo Ling didn't even look at the price and swept them all into her shopping cart.
The shopping cart was so full it was about to fall off. I went to the cashier to pay, and the bill came to 26,000!
Prices have risen significantly without us even realizing it.
I got home, put my things down, and drove back to the supermarket.
It's expensive now, and it will only get more expensive in the future. Money that isn't spent is worth less than toilet paper.
They wanted to keep the waterfall at home, but the waterfall refused, clinging to Zuo Ling's trouser leg and refusing to let go.
"If you're not afraid of the cold, then come along."
The supermarket had even fewer items left, and the stockers showed no sign of restocking, staring blankly at the empty shelves.
Zuo Ling went to the imported goods section first, and didn't miss any cat food or dog food.
I went back and forth four or five times, and when I wanted to get more, the supermarket had already closed early.
Someone was trying to cause trouble, and the supermarket manager said with a stern face:
"The city was locked down by heavy snow, and then an earthquake struck, cutting off transportation. Goods from outside couldn't get in. If making a scene can get you anything, then go ahead and make a scene."
Looking at the pitifully empty shelves, everyone gave up their tantrums.
Since that day, the supermarket has not been operating normally, and we will wait for further notice when it will reopen.
Zuo Ling switched to a hardware store and bought a whole bunch of tools and small parts, useful and useless.
Many of them are unknown in terms of usage or purpose.
The whole city was shut down, and there wasn't even a sparrow in front of the hardware store. Then a strange customer came and started buying things as if he was clearing out his inventory.
The shop owner was overjoyed. He wished he could run into such an idiot every day. Even so, he spent less than 500,000 yuan in total.
Zuo Ling was browsing the street market when she saw that the supermarkets along the street had sold out of rice, flour, cooking oil, and instant noodles.
There were still quite a few condiments and toiletries left, so Zuo Ling cleared them all out.
They're all small items; clearing them out won't cost much.
He visited five tobacco and alcohol specialty stores, spending 5 million yuan.
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