Su Muxue said, “Boss, you don’t want to sell these things, do you?”
“Sell, sell! Miss, I’m sorry, I was just lost in thought for a moment,” the shop owner replied.
“Are you sure you want all of them? These are all old items with a vintage feel. Once you buy them, there’s no returning them,” he warned.
“Don’t worry, boss. As long as you guarantee your goods are intact, I won’t return anything,” Su Muxue reassured him.
“Hmm, hmm, the goods are all fine, not a single thing is damaged. I clean them every day; there isn’t a speck of dust on them,” he said.
“I was worried I wouldn’t be able to sell these, and then you came along. Now I’m almost unable to pay the rent. You really are our biggest benefactor, helping us out so much,” the owner said gratefully.
“Since you’re taking all these items, I’ll even give you the bowls, chopsticks, tables, and chairs for free,” he added.
Su Muxue thought to herself that she needed these things anyway, and since the owner offered them for free, she might as well accept.
After paying, she went to the nearby pharmacy. She needed to stock up on medicine because even the healthiest person could fall ill.
Medical conditions back then weren’t as good as today; a small cold could be serious, and sometimes even fatal. So she needed to prepare.
Of course, she came up with an excuse, claiming the medicines were donations for orphanages that needed help. Otherwise, buying such a large quantity at once would certainly arouse suspicion.
She didn’t want to be noticed before her time-travel happened, as that would make stocking up much more difficult.
Su Muxue stocked up on all sorts of 1970s-era vintage items, medicines, daily necessities, baby supplies, bedding, and quilts.
Feeling a little hungry, she checked her phone; it was already noon. She immediately went to a restaurant to order her favorite meal.
While eating, she placed a large order for various takeout meals on her phone so she could have food ready whenever she got hungry.
The moment she placed the orders, the restaurant owners, staff, and delivery people were all rushed off their feet.
High-end restaurants, bun shops, milk tea shops, hot pot restaurants, and snack shops were all overwhelmed because she had ordered so much.
After finishing her meal, Su Muxue continued her stockpiling. She bought computers, phones, various books and paintings.
She also purchased fruit trees, fish fry, chicks, ducklings, goslings, piglets, calves, and lambs—dozens of each.
Next, she went to the supermarket and cleared out underwear, socks, towels, sweaters, bedding, cosmetics, sanitary products, and tissues.
The supermarket staff were thrilled, having never seen such a generous customer. Their commissions would be several times higher than usual today.
She also bought beverages, snacks, grains, oils, spices—everything in the supermarket—leaving nothing behind.
All that could be heard was the incessant “ka-ka-ka” of swiping cards.
Time flew by, and by 3 PM, the deliveries started arriving.
After everyone left, Su Muxue immediately stored all the goods in her space. Seeing the space filled with supplies, she felt very happy.
Deliveries kept coming in batches, and by the time she finished storing everything, it was nearly 7:30 PM.
She quickly cooked her favorite dinner, and after eating, went to her garage, keeping only the car she liked to drive and storing the others in her space.
Her biggest regret was that her parents were abroad on a business trip and couldn’t be contacted.
However, she left a letter at home assuring them she was fine, merely exploring the world and taking a little break, so they wouldn’t worry.
Back in her villa, she stored everything she had in her space, then ordered takeout from her space to eat while thinking about what else she still needed to stockpile.
She realized the most important things couldn’t be forgotten.
Suddenly, she remembered reading in a novel that food and gold bars were crucial. Others mentioned that safety awareness in that era was almost nonexistent, so self-defense items like pepper spray and high-intensity flashlights were necessary.
These were items she had to prepare.
Of course, she stocked up on food and seeds. Weapons and gold bars would have to be obtained abroad since they were strictly controlled domestically. Perhaps abroad she might even get them for free.
She grabbed paper and pen and made a long shopping list; there was still a lot to stockpile.
Pudding busied itself arranging the supplies in the space neatly. If they were messy, it would be unpleasant to look at.
After a whole day of shopping, Su Muxue felt exhausted. It was already 9:30 PM.
She put on her pajamas and took a hot shower in the bathroom. She had to get up early tomorrow to stockpile more, so she went to bed early.
Before sleeping, she set an alarm to prevent oversleeping.
For the past ten days or so, Su Muxue had been busy stockpiling. She had sold her shares and her house.
She had earned 1.5 billion in total. Combined with her savings, it was more than enough for her to buy a large amount of supplies.
She had nearly finished stocking up domestic goods, including snacks and fruits she loved.
Milk powder, brown sugar, and Daxibao candies were all bought by the ton. Thanks to her space’s preservation ability, nothing would go bad.
If one day she really got transported back to that era, where people could barely eat and wear, and survival meant eating wild vegetables, tree bark, and coarse grains, she would be prepared.
She had heard that in those times, people had to do farm work, so she bought various farming tools—sickles, hoes, seeders, harvesters, and tractors.
Electricity wasn’t common in the countryside then, so she also stocked flashlights, batteries, candles, and lighters.
She even purchased various medical instruments, although she had to pull some strings to get them.
Her medical skills were unmatched; even the most difficult illnesses would be cured once she treated them.
Of course, her silver needles could both heal and harm, but very few knew that.
She had to keep some cards close to her chest—revealing everything would only cause trouble, and she wanted a peaceful life.
Checking her bank card balance, she saw most of her money was spent. She booked a plane ticket to country F; maybe she could try getting something for free there as well.
Two days later.
Su Muxue boarded a flight to country F. After a few hours, she arrived at the airport, then took a taxi to her hotel with her suitcase, wearing a mask and sunglasses.
She felt uneasy, as if something was about to happen.