Chapter 2 Recalling the Stockpiling Before Rebirth 1



Su Sanlang chuckled, "That's not necessarily true. Our daughter is very clever! Yesterday, as soon as I held her, she stopped crying, as if she knew I was going to take her home."

At this point, Su Sanlang felt a pang of heartache.

I don't know which family was so heartless as to abandon their newborn baby on the mountain.

They're still in that desolate graveyard; they're not letting her live!

If I hadn't happened to be passing by and heard a child crying in the graveyard, and hadn't mustered the courage to go and check, the child would have frozen to death overnight.

Sigh, if you really don't want to keep it, you can give it away!

If not, you could just dump her on the side of the road, somewhere people would pass by. Why be so cruel as to take her life?

What a deep-seated hatred and resentment this is!

Touching the baby still lying in the crib, he sighed.

"As long as I have food to eat, I will never let you go hungry. From now on, you will be my own daughter."

The baby on the bed grinned happily, as if it understood.

Old Su gently brought the goat milk to the baby's mouth with a spoon, and the baby obediently sucked on it.

The baby swallowed quietly without crying or fussing, looking very well-behaved.

After a short while, the baby finished eating, closed its mouth, and shut its eyes, looking like it wanted to sleep.

Old Su grabbed his son and started to walk outside.

"Go away, go away, don't disturb my little granddaughter. Can't you see she needs to sleep?"

They stayed there until the two of them quietly closed the door.

One second the baby looked like he wanted to sleep, and the next he suddenly opened his eyes.

Su Muyao quickly sensed the world in her mind, and only after sensing it did she secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Great, the space came along too.

My thoughts drifted back to before my rebirth.

Her name is Su Muyao, and she is 20 years old.

She is also a true young and beautiful girl.

However, I've been having a strange dream lately, in which I will die in a month and then be reborn into an ancient farming family.

That's not the worst part. The worst part is that after finally being born, you are abandoned by your scumbag parents.

Fortunately, he was rescued by a passing man.

The family that he helped was already poor, and his arrival only made their situation worse; they were basically living hand to mouth.

At first, I didn't take the dream to heart, but having the same dream for a whole week in a row puzzled me.

Until one day, she accidentally broke the jade bracelet that her grandmother had left her, and the shards of the bracelet cut her wrist.

After cleaning up the residue, I only felt a burning pain in the injured area.

After wiping away the blood, I discovered that the original wound had turned into a mark, a mark shaped like a lotus flower.

Before he could even react, the mark flashed and he found himself in a new space.

This space is like a paradise, with endless black soil and a huge lake nearby.

There is also a small pavilion, and in the backyard of the pavilion is a sacred spring.

How did she know it was spiritual spring water? The reason is simple: she was a novel enthusiast at the time.

When I first saw this spring, I knew it was no ordinary spring water. Sure enough, after drinking a mouthful, I couldn't face anyone that night.

Despite the stench, I spent over three hours washing myself.

The bathroom in the house was blocked, so they had no choice but to wash the space with lake water before the odor disappeared.

It must have been tough on the plumber.

With this space, and by combining our own dreams, it's quite possible that they might actually become a reality.

What can we do then? Of course, we have to stockpile goods.

She herself originally had a happy and fulfilling family, but when she was young, her parents died in a car accident.

I was raised by my grandmother. I lacked nothing except for fatherly and motherly love.

My grandmother also passed away after her 18th birthday.

I used to envy children with parents, but as I've grown older, my longing for those things seems to have faded.

Before their passing, the parents ran a listed company and had a considerable amount of capital. After their death, according to their will, those shares naturally became theirs.

However, two years ago, after I came of age, I sold all my shares at once. Being a couch potato is fine, since I'm not cut out for business.

Knowing that time may be running out, we need to stock up quickly.

Take out several bank cards and passbooks and add them all together; the total is 6.7 billion.

This is such a huge number; it represents the hard work and dedication of three generations: parents, grandparents, great-father, and great-mother.

Without further hesitation, I began preparing a detailed list of supplies and started purchasing them after daybreak.

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To avoid attracting attention, she couldn't buy large quantities of supplies in one city early in the morning.

He drove his SUV straight to the wholesale market.

After arriving at the wholesale market, she first bought a bowl of spicy soup with flatbread, ate it quickly, and then began her shopping.

First, we arrived at a rice and flour wholesale store.

"The wholesale price of rice is 4.5 yuan per kilogram, but that's by the ton, young lady. If you're looking to sell retail, you can't buy it here."

This area is a large wholesale market, mainly supplying goods to super-large chain stores or small wholesale markets, so it's mostly in large quantities.

Su Muyao replied, "15 tons of each type of rice, as well as flour, and whole grains like red beans and mung beans. Do you have any in stock? I need them delivered within the next two days."

Upon hearing this, the man immediately grinned and nodded: "Of course we have them. This is the biggest rice and flour wholesaler around here. We have everything you mentioned and can source it as quickly as possible. It can be delivered to you in three days at most."

Su Muyao was happy to hear this, as it meant she would have to visit fewer stores.

After paying half the deposit and leaving the warehouse address with the boss, the two bosses added each other on WeChat.

I then asked the owner about the cooking oil wholesale store. The owner immediately realized that this was a major customer! His own younger brother happened to be in the grain and oil wholesale business, so this was just a lucky coincidence.

He briefly explained the situation to Su Muyao. Su Muyao nodded and followed the boss over.

When she arrived there, the owner honestly gave her the lowest price and even suggested that she not just take one type of grain and oil but take a variety of different kinds.

Su Muyao is someone who listens to advice, so when buying cooking oil, she ordered 500 barrels of almost every kind.

This includes salt, soy sauce, vinegar, various seasonings, spices, and spice packets.

In particular, they ordered 50 tons of sugar and salt directly.

This really startled the boss.

With so much stock, let alone whether we can even source it ourselves, it would take forever to sell it all.

"Little girl, what do you need so many for?"

The owner of the grain and oil store knew it wasn't a good idea to ask these questions, but he still had to find out anyway, because if anything went wrong, he'd be in deep trouble!

Su Muyao smiled and said to the boss, "Don't worry, boss, I'm not doing anything bad. It's just that my family owns a chain of supermarkets."

When I first took over, those suppliers took advantage of my youth and perceived vulnerability, all raising their prices at once. That's why I started sourcing from outside suppliers.

"In addition, I will give back to society by donating some more to those impoverished areas, and after all that, there won't be much left."

Upon hearing this, the man finally felt relieved.

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