The Pregnant Mommy Survive on Unlimited Supplies-Chapter 38 - 0 obtained 3 square meters of Black Land
Chapter 38: 038 obtained 3 square meters of Black Land
Chapter 38: 038 obtained 3 square meters of Black Land
“All right, all right, stop listing them, just tell me how much you have, and I’ll take everything you can sell to me.”
Hua Mi felt a headache coming on; she couldn’t tell the quality of so much rice, but as long as it was rice, it could be eaten, right?
Of course, most of her purchases were for the rescue team, with a little for herself on the side.
She didn’t plan on hoarding too much, maybe just around ten or twenty thousand bags.
Rice, if bought in excess and left outside, could easily spoil, so she’d store it in her Level 6 storage later on.
While finalizing delivery details with Xiang City’s agriculture trading magnate, a series of prompts floated before Hua Mi’s eyes:
[Beginning safety scan…]
[Security defense project completed]
[Defense project rating: 360° surveillance with no blind spots, monitoring range of 100 meters radius]
[Received 3 square meters of Black Land, please choose a location for your Black Land.]
Was this the surveillance setup completed by Huo Jing? Completing the surveillance without blind spots was part of their security defense.
Hua Mi smiled and immediately asked the magnate on the phone,
“Do you have seeds? I want all kinds of seeds, like those for fruits and vegetables, everything you’ve got.”
She no longer had the superpower to instantly grow a forest, but she did have a brand-new 3 square meters of Black Land.
Right after her rebirth, she’d hurried to the agricultural market to buy seeds after taking over the supermarket.
But plans had changed, and the handful of seeds she originally bought were clearly not enough.
If she was really going to take care of a rescue team, it would be best to organize them into production.
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That meant everyone had to farm, and they would need seeds, lots and lots of them!!!
The magnate on the other end chuckled in agreement,
“I’m afraid I’ve only got coarse grain seeds, no fruit or vegetable seeds.”
After saying that, he started listing all the seeds he had: corn, Xiao Mi, red rice, black rice, purple rice, sorghum, barley, oats, buckwheat, soybeans, green beans, red beans, black beans, fava beans, peas, sweet potatoes, yams, potatoes…
Listening, Hua Mi felt nauseated and quickly interrupted the magnate’s spiel,
“I’ll take them all, just send them over together, and for the grains, considering the current situation in Xiang City, if you have a way to bring in more, do it. Our rescue team will take whatever you can provide.”
The magnate laughed smugly, seemingly worried that Hua Mi might go back on her word, and added:
“Okay then, it’s a deal, you’re Boss Gong’s person, so you can’t go back on your word. Give me a few days, and I’ll figure out how to get more grain from outside.”
They lived in an era of surplus supplies, and humanity was far from extinct. The earthquakes rattled on, but as long as they didn’t wipe out mankind, people would still be working, factories would still be operating.
It was merely that logistics channels were disrupted, hence the large quantities of resources couldn’t be distributed, causing localized shortages.
There were supplies available, as long as one had the connections and market, logistics would flow, and it was still possible to find plenty of resources.
Wasn’t it the case that the magnate had a huge stockpile of vegetables that he couldn’t sell?
Just as Hua Mi said, times were such that everyone was thinking about hoarding, including the rescue teams, so the business of food would definitely thrive.
Inside Lotus Shengxing Supermarket, Hua Mi hung up the phone with the agriculture magnate and then called the Garrison in charge of watching over supplies at the medical center, telling them to expect a large delivery of vegetables, grains, and seeds soon and to move the oil drums elsewhere.
They were to receive several hundred tons of vegetables, tens of thousands of bags of rice, and thousands of bags of seeds.
The person at the Garrison who answered the call seemed very surprised and asked,
“Sister Hua, it’s starting to rain now, where will all these vegetables, grains, and seeds be stored? Outside?”
Nobody knew why Hua Mi was buying so much.
For the moment, there had been no shortage of supplies in Xiang City or neighboring cities, although there was some tension over supplies in the first few days after the earthquake, and mineral water had been in short supply for a time.
But soon, donations from all sectors began to pour into Xiang City and the neighboring city like snowflakes.
Other cities that had also experienced earthquakes reported in the news received lots of supplies as well.
So there was no shortage of food.
Xiang City was only short on drinkable water.
But after the only water plant had collapsed from the quake, there was no spike in water prices.
The price of mineral water at the relief centers remained stable between 5 to 8 yuan.
Neighboring cities had stabilized the price of mineral water at 10 yuan a bottle.
There were instances of mineral water being sold for 30 yuan per bottle, but those sellers could only manage to sell a few bottles at that price.
Hua Mi sold it for 5 yuan a bottle, and she sold 1,000,000 bottles.
How could those who wanted to raise the price of mineral water compete?
Hua Mi hummed in response,
“Don’t worry about the drizzle. You guys go ahead and do as I’ve instructed. I’ll come over to solve the issue tomorrow.”
After hanging up the phone with the Garrison, Hua Mi glanced outside the supermarket and, as expected, a light drizzle began to fall.
She wasn’t concerned at all. According to the sequence of events from the previous apocalypse, extreme cold weather came first.
Now, there was just a minor mishap. An earthquake, which was supposed to happen later, had moved to the beginning.
What followed would undoubtedly be the extreme cold weather.
The news had mentioned it too—a cold front would sweep in from the northern hemisphere, but it would take one to two months to actually reach Xiang City.
That was enough time for her to prepare for the rescue teams.
After finishing the call with the Garrison, Hua Mi called Chi Chuan,
“I need to order an unlimited supply of rescue equipment. Do you have any sources?”
Chi Chuan’s background was noisy as he spoke loudly on the phone:
“I don’t have sources for rescue equipment, but I can find some for you. A friend of a friend owns a sweater factory, Sister Hua, do you want to join me in this deal?”
He too had received news about a cold wave descending from the Arctic, so many people were rushing to buy winter clothes.
Chi Chuan happened to have access to this resource, though his friend’s friend only produced sweaters, nothing else.
Sitting in the supermarket, Hua Mi pulled out a bag of spicy duck necks from her level 6 storage and began munching,
“Then order for me 1,000,000 various sizes of men’s sweaters, and 10,000 different styles of medium-sized women’s sweaters.”
Medium was her size—10,000 sweaters were enough for her to wear till she got old.
Chi Chuan was startled by Hua Mi’s magnitude of order and laughed awkwardly,
“Sister, can you treat me like your real brother? My friend’s friend just has a small factory. Even if they broke their hands knitting, they wouldn’t be able to produce 1,000,000 sweaters.”
“Then let them do their best. In times like these, we take whatever we can get.”
Hua Mi, nibbling on her spicy duck necks, seemed quite Zen about it. She was just about to hang up when Chi Chuan called out again.
Chi Chuan:
“Sister, do you still have mineral water? I need 200,000 bottles. The neighboring city lacks nothing but drinking water; business over here is too good.”
After speaking, Chi Chuan quickly added another line, fearing Hua Mi’s reproach for profiting from disaster,
“I sell a 550ML bottle for just 10 yuan, that’s not excessive, right?”
“That’s not excessive. I have so much water, just come and haul it away.”
