After completing the formalities, Liang Yingsheng asked the boss to find a driver to help him drive back. Before leaving, his eyes fell on the mobile house of more than ten square meters again.
"Boss, where did you buy this prefabricated house?"
"Just a kilometer away."
"How much?"
The boss waved his hand and said, "Looking at the area, I've been negotiating for a long time to get a discount of more than 7,000."
That’s not expensive!
Before returning to the city, Liang Yingsheng bought three more mobile houses.
Seeing more and more supplies in the space, my heart gradually became calmer.
When the car arrived at the farmer's market, Liang Zhimo's phone call came.
"Sister, what are you doing?" Liang Zhimo's voice sounded a little tired, "When I got home, I saw takeout boxes piled up at the door. Are you going to open a supermarket at home?"
She and Liang Zhimo are twins with very different personalities. She has liked to cause trouble since she was a child, but Liang Zhimo is a well-known top student in the school.
"Didn't you read WeChat? Help me move my things into the house. After reading WeChat, if you have any questions, wait until I get home to discuss them!"
In order to save time, she ordered a few boxes of mineral water and instant noodles for takeout on the way.
The house she and Liang Zhimo live in now is rented, on the 13th floor. They originally rented it because it was well-decorated and close to the hospital where Liang Zhimo works.
After thinking about it, Liang Yingsheng took the time to contact a merchant who installed security doors.
After the apocalypse broke out, she and Liang Zhimo had to live in that rental house for a long time. Even if they had learned their skills after being reborn eight times, they still had to have a sense of safety.
After all, her brother is delicate!
It was already dark when we returned to the city, so we randomly found a noodle restaurant to eat, and Liang Yingsheng started to head for the nearest large shopping mall.
Looking at the dazzling array of products and the crowds queuing up at the checkout counter, Liang Yingsheng decisively found the manager of the mall and gave him the list he had made. On the grounds that the company urgently needed the goods for charity activities, he asked the manager to arrange for someone to deliver the goods to the parking lot in order to make it more realistic.
, she also specially asked the manager to issue the invoice.
Rice, flour, grains and oils, bottled water of different specifications, boxes of instant noodles and self-heating rice condiments, a four-piece set of bedding and pillows, toothpaste, toothbrushes, toiletries, etc., and several sets of basic skin care products.
Seeing the truck compartment gradually filling up, Liang Yingsheng had the illusion that he could live until the end of the apocalypse.
When he got home, Liang Zhimo was sitting on the sofa in his pajamas watching TV. Hearing movement at the door, he looked over slowly and said, "The food is in the refrigerator. Once it's warmed up, you can eat it."
After running around for a day, Liang Yingsheng's tired fingers were too lazy to move. She sat down on the sofa and rubbed her legs. "By the way, I'll keep the story short about WeChat. I have a portable space here. I'm not sure if you can use it."
Go in, anyway..."
While explaining, he used his mind to take away the fruit plate on the coffee table, and then tried to move the living person. In the end, it was really successful.
Half an hour later, the two reappeared in the living room.
Liang Zhimo touched his beating heart, pursed his lips, and stared at Liang Yingsheng for a long time before saying: "My parents can't drive, and it's too late for us to rush back. It's really good for them to stay in the old house. Besides, I still have
I have a savings of more than 200,000 yuan ready to buy a house for decoration, and my credit should be able to get a lot of loans."
Liang Yingsheng's eyes lit up, and he reached out and patted Liang Zhimo's shoulder, "Brother, let's continue stocking up tomorrow. Don't worry, I have a sister who will ensure that you will enjoy the hot and spicy food in the apocalypse!"
Liang Zhimo simply resigned from the hospital. The siblings discussed almost all night, how to lobby their parents, what goods needed to be stocked, etc.
The two of them have reached a consensus on one thing: they cannot talk about the portable space even to death.
May 12, sunny.
Liang Yingsheng drove the truck and continued to stock up on supplies, while Liang Zhimo and others were responsible for reinforcing the door at home and installing anti-theft windows on each window.
Liang Yingsheng also assigned him an extra task, to make more cooked food, and to keep things special to the environment of the portable space without spoiling.
In the apocalypse, in addition to zombies, there are also various natural disasters that have caught humans off guard. How can we have so much time to cook? Wouldn’t it be better to prepare it in advance and put it away, and then bring it out when you want to eat?