Who would have thought that she would pull out her phone, scan the QR code on the table, and after a series of swift operations—
The shop’s payment notification sounded: “Alipay received 100,000 yuan—”
“Deposit,” Su Ruanruan said concisely. She still had to rush to the next shop.
Only after hearing the payment notification did the boss snap out of it.
Was this for real?
He quickly took out his phone and checked the transaction details over and over again before finally confirming.
This really was 100,000 yuan?
The boss beamed with joy. “Alright, alright! Please have a seat—I’ll prepare everything right away.”
Su Ruanruan left a sentence behind, “Get everything ready first, I’ll come back later.”
Then she hurried off to the next shop without delay.
At this moment, Su Ruanruan truly hated how harmless and non-threatening her face looked.
Every shop owner had to confirm multiple times before believing her—until she paid the deposit.
She ran through four shops in a row, buying out all the frozen goods in each.
After paying, she instructed the owners to prepare everything carefully and that she would return to pick them up.
Meanwhile, she headed to a corner of the wholesale market.
In her mind, she called out: “Space.”
The next second, she felt the familiar weight above her head.
This space ability really had a strong presence…
She took out the drink she had stored earlier.
It was still cool to the touch, with condensation on the surface—just like it had been taken straight from the fridge.
It even had a preservation function?
She had never heard of that in her previous life.
If that was the case, then she wouldn’t have to worry about frozen goods at all.
A smile appeared on her lips.
This space was truly a treasure.
Not daring to waste any more time, she left the wholesale market and rented a massive warehouse nearby.
Most rentals here were short-term, so she only rented it for a week and paid without hesitation.
Then she immediately drove back to the first shop.
The boss had already packed everything neatly into large foam boxes.
Cold air seeped out from them—clearly packed with ice packs.
“Boss, do you have a truck? Please help deliver these,” Su Ruanruan said from the driver’s seat.
“Got it!” The boss moved quickly, loading the foam boxes onto a delivery truck in no time.
She gave the same instructions to the remaining four shops.
Her small sedan led the way, followed by a long convoy of over ten large trucks.
They drove straight to her rented warehouse, where she instructed the drivers to unload and stack everything neatly.
After paying the remaining balance, the five shop owners left with satisfied smiles—wishing they could get such business every day.
After they left, Su Ruanruan held a stack of delivery notes.
The quantities of goods were clearly listed.
For example:
200 boxes of frozen chicken wings, 100 boxes of frozen beef rolls.
200 packs of frozen drumsticks, 200 boxes of hotpot meatballs.
…and so on.
With a wave of her hand and a thought, all the foam boxes in front of her disappeared.
Looking up, she saw the two thousand boxes of frozen goods neatly arranged in her space.
She could even feel the weight above her head shift slightly.
If the space filled up completely… would she be crushed to death?
Even so, these frozen goods only occupied a tiny corner of the space.
No time to delay—the next thing to stockpile was seasonings.
These were daily necessities.
She didn’t want to end up wandering outside, eating tasteless rat meat again…
Just thinking about that sour, bitter taste made her roll her eyes.
She arrived at the seasoning section, where everything was sold by the sack.
As usual, she bought out five shops—regardless of whether she needed everything or not.
Just buy it all.
After all, she had more money than she could ever spend.
After instructing the owners to deliver everything to Warehouse No. 3 on Tongri Street, she rushed off again to the cooked food section.
This was also essential—ready-to-eat food required no processing or tools.
Convenience was key.
By the end of the day, Su Ruanruan had practically locked herself inside the wholesale market.
Cooked food, frozen goods, seafood, seasonings, fruits and vegetables—
She bought everything.
The rented warehouse was almost full.
At 7 PM, Su Ruanruan arrived at the warehouse.
Looking at the mountain of supplies, she finally felt a sense of security.
In her previous life, she had eaten everything—rats, cockroaches, all kinds of insects.
When hunger reached its peak, people forgot everything and began killing each other.
Anything edible went straight into their mouths.
This time, she would not go through that again.
She would live a good life!
With a satisfied smile, she stored all the supplies into her space.
At this rate, she felt like her neck would eventually snap from the weight.
As the sun set, the day came to an end.
Nearby was a lively street filled with food stalls, crowded with people.
Everyone wore cheerful, gentle smiles.
As if they were all striving for a better tomorrow.
In just a few days, such peace would no longer exist.
Smelling the aroma in the air, Su Ruanruan couldn’t help but feel emotional.
She closed her eyes and took a deep, greedy breath—
as if trying to memorize the scent forever.
Since her space could preserve time, if she stored these snacks…
would they taste exactly the same when taken out?
At the thought, her eyes lit up.
She quickly ran to the first stall.
It was a fried skewer stand, neatly arranged with all kinds of ingredients:
Squid tentacles, chicken fillet, spiral potatoes, hotdogs, chives, chicken legs, gluten, sausages…
Before the apocalypse, she had been a heavy fried food lover.
Standing there, she smiled with narrowed eyes, inhaling deeply as she said to the owner:
“Boss, I want everything. Medium spicy. After frying, please pack it and deliver it to Warehouse No. 3 on Tongri Street.”
She added, “It’s for the workers—calculate the total and I’ll pay.”
The couple running the stall were stunned.
Sold out right after opening? What kind of luck was this!
The woman quickly calculated the cost, while the man rapidly tossed ingredients into the oil.
Taking advantage of the moment, Su Ruanruan moved to the next stall.
This one sold grilled oysters.
Plump oysters sizzled with oil, topped with garlic and chili—mouthwatering.
“Boss, do you have a thousand oysters?” she asked, swallowing as she stared at the grill.
“Yes, plenty!” the owner replied without even looking up, focused on grilling.
Her stomach growled.
At noon, she had only eaten a simple piece of bread.
She had been too focused on stockpiling to notice her hunger.
“Grill thirty for me to eat here first. I’ll take the rest—pack them and send them to Warehouse No. 3 on Tongri Street.”
The boss finally looked up, staring at her in disbelief.
“You sure?”