The Pregnant Mommy Survive on Unlimited Supplies-Chapter 80 - 0 Every day we provide 30 bottles of orange juice
Chapter 80: 080 Every day we provide 30 bottles of orange juice for your garrison.
Chapter 80: 080 Every day we provide 30 bottles of orange juice for your garrison.
And then there are the condoms. What on Earth are they for? Hua Mi just couldn’t figure it out.
Last time there was a lottery, she won X100000 of them and found two big suckers—Huo Jing and the Contractor—each sold X10000.
Still, X80000 condoms hadn’t been sold.
This time they produced another X10000 for her.
Are they trying to end the human race?
Feeling indignant, Hua Mi sent a message to Gong Yi,
[Hua Mi: Fancy some orange juice? How about I serve 30 bottles of 1L orange juice daily to your Garrison troops?]
[Gong Yi: Cut it out, we’re already struggling with 100 oranges a day, and now 30 bottles of orange juice? Have you lost your mind?]
Saying she had lost her mind?
Hua Mi was so angry she chose not to reply to the message!
She just kept driving.
After a while, having driven for some distance in the minivan, Gong Yi sent another message,
[Gong Yi: Got a few more injured here, mind if we send them over to you for a bit of care?]
[Hua Mi: Extra charge! I want a nursing fee.]
Hua Mi pulled over to reply to Gong Yi’s message.
No way around it—if by chance she got pregnant, that meant she was two people now. She could bump into anything without a worry, but the little guy inside was delicate.
So she was extremely cautious even when driving, always pulling over to send a message.
[Gong Yi: Decide on the price yourself, just spare us from eating oranges.]
[Hua Mi: Heh~]
Hua Mi didn’t want to engage with him anymore, because her level 11 storage was about to burst with oranges.
Thus, Hua Mi hurriedly made X10000 bottles of orange juice.
In order to make orange juice, she needed to use up oranges, and since she couldn’t sell them elsewhere, she had to consume some internally first.
Furthermore, Hua Mi now needed to find a place to install the 5 square meters of Black Land, otherwise, without the full facilities, once the level 11 storage burst, she wouldn’t be able to upgrade.
When that happened and there was no place to put the oranges, they would just mature and fall automatically, potentially flooding her Lotus Shengxing Supermarket.
She also didn’t dare to press the “Lottery X1” of the level 9 factory again and just left it untouched for now.
Otherwise, if she won something like “Orange Tree Growth Speed X120, Duration: 30 days,” she thought she’d go mad.
Driving along, whenever Hua Mi encountered patrolling Garrison troops, she stopped to greet them.
And then, she gave them a bag of oranges!
Greeting them was secondary; giving the oranges was the main thing.
When she finally drove to the ambulance center, Hua Mi got out and swiftly called over Da Fu and Xiao Fu to move a minivan full to the brim with oranges.
They were all set up outside her RV supermarket to be sold.
Inside the RV, while knitting Straw matting, Ye Rong looked on and said with a slight ache in her teeth,
“The oranges you sold last time did pretty well, but don’t you think you’ve made too much this time? At 19.9 a piece, what if they don’t sell?”
A few days ago, when Hua Mi left the ambulance center, she hauled a flatbed of oranges with her.
They did sell rather quickly, since no one else in Xiang City was selling fruit at the moment.
But however fast they sold, they couldn’t keep up with market saturation. Once the market was saturated, no one would buy the oranges, and it would be such a shame if they just rotted away.
Hua Mi thought about it and agreed,
“So, let’s reduce the price then, to 9.9 each set up a discount for a promotion.”
As long as she could get through a month, the pressure from Level 11 storage would be a bit lighter.
The urgent task at hand was to quickly use up the oranges.
Thinking this, Hua Mi then instructed Cao Feng to take a truckload of oranges to distribute, to the temporary relief center here, and also send some to Ke Minghong’s place.
Cao Feng, driving the transport vehicle, made a round outside with a full load of oranges, delivering a large bag of them to each of the medical staff in the emergency area and to several individuals at the Garrison posts.
This was a task that Hua Mi had emphatically requested before she left: each person at the Garrison had to eat two oranges a day.
Now the plan had changed, as Hua Mi announced that everyone had to eat 100 oranges a day, and this included the medical staff as well.
This was an impossible task.
Because distributing 100 oranges to each person was immeasurable, the workload was too massive, and Cao Feng, alone, couldn’t handle it; he could only give out a bag to anyone he saw.
As for exactly how many were in each bag, it was impossible to count.
The Garrison individuals took the oranges with grim expressions, and the medical staff, being quite busy, didn’t really listen to what Cao Feng said, but were very happy to receive the oranges offered.
On his return, Cao Feng saw Hua Mi and Da Fu, Xiao Fu in the misty rain pulling the waterproof oilcloth.
He hurried over, saying,
“Sister Hua, let me help.”
Before Hua Mi could refuse, Cao Feng swiftly grabbed the waterproof oilcloth and, along with Hua Mi, Da Fu, and Xiao Fu, spread it out.
Seeing his quick actions and that he didn’t seem at all like someone who was injured, Hua Mi kept the words in her mouth, which had wanted to tell him to rest.
She just gestured to the others to put up a shelter between the RV and the bus to create a temporary courtyard.
“When I was coming back, on the outskirts I felt that the visibility was getting worse and worse. When I drove into the city, I realized that the air quality in our area was not bad.”
Hua Mi sat in the RV, fiddling with a straw matting.
On her way into the city, she noticed that Xiang City seemed to be shrouded in vapor.
Had she not worn protective goggles, she wouldn’t have been able to see the road 5 meters ahead at all.
But once near the RV, the visibility obviously improved again, and despite the moisture everywhere around, the area near the RV and the bus was very dry.
“Yes, so now there are quite a few people asking if we have protective goggles and breathing machines for sale.”
Ye Rong also felt that the mist might be excessively thick,
“I heard that inside the emergency area, the air conditioning is on 24 hours with dehumidifying function. Just when the earthquake finally subsides a bit, this endless light rain and the annoying fog come along.”
Cao Feng stood outside the RV’s rain shelter, his face mask dry and peeling; he sighed,
“I just don’t know when it will end.”
“This is only the beginning. We must endure, prepared with the mindset that the world will never be right again.”
Hua Mi lowered her eyes, playing with the straw matting in her hand. She wanted to say something uplifting but then thought, what was the point of deceiving them?
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To say that everything will be better after this hardship?
No, this was just the beginning. If they were not mentally prepared for a long struggle, they would break down in a few months.
At the beginning of the apocalypse, many people had psychological problems precisely for this reason, finding no hope for life and ultimately choosing suicide.
You shouldn’t hold out hope, but rather prepare yourself by letting go of the good life of the past, brace for the apocalypse, and adapt to it—that’s the best approach.
Silence, a suffocating silence, echoed among the Lotus Shengxing Supermarket’s team.
At that moment, Hua Mi slowly raised her head and said to a heavily burdened Cao Feng,
“Just now, Boss Gong sent me a message saying that two more lifeguards were injured by the rescue team, trapped under a landslide. Buck up, we still have a lot of work to do.”
