Apocalyptic Hoarding Diary

Chapter 499 Order List

She looked back and forth between the two options several times, and what finally made her decide was a small thought: she wanted to eat a hot meal that she had cooked herself.

Her fingers acted faster than her brain. By the time Xu Xiaoyan came to her senses, she had already clicked on the details page of the shop with the number C-12 and a monthly rent of 300 yuan.

In the bottom right corner of the page, there is a bright red "Confirm Selection" button.

She glanced at the button, and then she pressed it.

The screen flashed, and a new interface popped up.

This interface is much simpler than the previous one; it's just a white background.

There is a prominent message in the middle: "Please prepay the shop rent of 300 yuan. After confirming the payment, the lease registration will be completed, and shop number C-12 will be locked for you for 24 hours."

"If the subsequent procedures are not completed by the deadline, the rental qualification will automatically expire and the deposit will not be refunded." The left side is green "Yes" and the right side is gray "No".

She selected the green button, and a new interface popped up almost next to the payment success message.

The process was so fast that she didn't even have time to see what the payment success notification looked like before she was taken directly to the next page.

"Congratulations on successfully leasing shop [C-12]".

Below that is a line of text: "Your initial password for your store is: 586358. Please keep it safe. After your first login, please change it to your usual password."

After writing down the password, she clicked on the "Order List" option at the bottom.

This time, a long list pops up. Each line of the list has the product name and original price on the left, and the discounted price in red and a line of small print on the right.

The small print reads "Limited Purchase Quantity," followed by a number.

She guessed what it was; it must be the "10% off wholesale" interface.

Xu Xiaoyan sat up straight, held her phone up to her eyes, and read through the lines one by one.

First row: Rice, 6 yuan per jin, 5.4 yuan per jin after discount, limited to 3 jin per day.

Second row: Flour, 6 yuan per jin, 5.4 yuan per jin after discount, limited to 3 jin per day.

Third row: Fresh fish, random variety, 8 yuan per jin, discounted to 7.2 yuan per jin, no more than 5 jin per day.

Fourth row: Green vegetables, random varieties, 4 yuan per jin, discounted to 3.6 yuan per jin, not exceeding 5 jin per day.

Her finger slowly slid down the screen, her gaze moving back and forth between the numbers.

The price of rice and noodles is 60 cents cheaper per kilogram, so six kilograms would cost 3.6 yuan. This would save you more than 100 yuan a month.

Fresh fish is 80 cents cheaper per pound, so five pounds would cost four dollars, which can save you 120 dollars a month.

Vegetables are 40 cents cheaper per pound, so five pounds would cost two dollars, saving you sixty dollars a month.

She quickly did some mental calculations, and a smile unconsciously crept onto her lips.

Rice, flour, fish, and vegetables—these four items combined can save nearly 300 yuan a month. No wonder people rent shops to stock up on these goods; the discounts are indeed quite good.

She continued looking down, and found that the later categories basically had no discounts.

Cooking oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, paper towels, dish soap, garbage bags... all at the original price.

She didn't linger on these options, her gaze sweeping across the list until she suddenly stopped near the end.

Disposable bamboo tableware, 5 yuan per 100 pieces.

Her finger paused on that line.

Disposable tableware was nothing special before the apocalypse. It cost only a few dollars a big bag in the supermarket, and people would just throw it away after using it. Nobody would give it a second glance.

But in an era of industrial regression, this thing was actually quite useful.

She quickly made her choices: three jin of rice, three jin of flour, five jin of fresh fish, five jin of vegetables, and one hundred disposable bamboo tableware.

With a few taps on the screen, five items appeared in the shopping cart.

The payment interface reappeared, with the price and quantity of each item clearly listed there:

Rice costs 16.2 yuan, flour costs 16.2 yuan, fresh fish costs 36 yuan, vegetables cost 18 yuan, disposable tableware costs 5 yuan, totaling 91.4 yuan.

Adding to the 20 yuan search fee and 300 yuan rental fee she paid earlier, she has already spent more than 400 yuan on this website tonight.

She took a deep breath and chose to confirm.

The moment the checkmark for payment success lit up, a new red notification popped up from the bottom of the page.

The red background with white text and thick borders is particularly glaring against the white page background.

"The ordered items will be delivered to the store entrance at 4:50 AM tomorrow. If no one is there to sign for them at that time..."

You will need to collect your order at the designated window of the trading center before 18:00 on the same day using your order number. Thank you for your cooperation.

4:50 a.m.?

She glanced at the time on her phone screen; it was just past 10 p.m., less than seven hours until 4:50 a.m. the next morning.

She didn't know how Qing City's logistics system worked or why deliveries had to be made at 4 a.m. All she needed to do was appear at the shop's door at that time.

Xu Xiaoyan stood in the center of the room, looked around, and then put all her personal belongings into her spatial storage.

There was only one thing left unpacked on the bed: a bag of cookies in an orange-yellow packaging, sealed with gold aluminum wire.

She picked up the cookies, opened the door, and walked to the entrance of the Blue Moon Quarantine.

Three "thump-thump-thump" sounds.

There was silence inside the door for about two seconds, then a wary voice called out, "Who's there?"

"It's me," Xu Xiaoyan said.

The moment the words left his mouth, a series of hurried footsteps could be heard coming from inside the door.

With a click, the door lock was suddenly pressed down, and the door was pulled open from the inside.

Lan Yue stood at the door, wearing a cotton nightgown, her hair loose over her shoulders, and a joyful expression on her face.

"I thought you were already asleep," Lan Yue said, her voice brimming with barely concealed excitement. "Would you like to come in and sit down?"

Xu Xiaoyan didn't move. She stood outside the threshold and handed the cookies forward, saying, "Here you go."

Lan Yue took it, glanced at it, and her smile deepened.

"I picked it up while I was shopping today," Xu Xiaoyan paused, then changed the subject instead of continuing the conversation, "Blue Moon, I'm moving out tonight."

Lan Yue's smile froze on her face.

"I rented a shop," Xu Xiaoyan continued, "not far from the trading center. It has a stove, gas, and can be used as a living space. I want to start a small business, and also..."

She had meant to say "and stock up on some stuff," but after seeing Lan Yue's expression, she swallowed the rest of her sentence.

Lan Yue froze, opened her mouth, closed it again, then opened it again, finally managing to squeeze out a sentence: "Why the rush?"