There were also cows in the factory. The price of one cow was equivalent to that of seven pigs, Yu Xifeng did the math.

After weighing the options, she decided to take two cows.

A cow was bigger, with firmer meat, and in the future, it would be even scarcer than pork.

Yu Xifeng used her old trick again, hauling away the pre-packaged pork and beef.

With so much pork, she could even refine oil herself if she wanted to.

However, Yu Xifeng didn’t want to bother with that, so she went to an oil pressing shop and bought six hundred jin (about 300 kg) of cooking oil.

She also bought twenty tons of honeycomb coal, and the manufacturer threw in a fire bucket.

Yu Xifeng negotiated with the salesperson and asked for five fire buckets.

The twenty tons of honeycomb coal filled an entire side room.

She had almost finished stocking up the things she came to buy in the suburban area.

Life had been so hard in her previous life, but she had gritted her teeth and lived through the seventh year.

This time, with all these things in her storage space, she wouldn’t have to endure hunger or starvation for at least ten years.

Yu Xifeng showed a slightly relaxed smile.

Grains could fill the stomach, but based on these, she wanted to live even better.

The wholesale market in Xiang City was huge, neatly categorized, and truly had everything one could need.

She rented a warehouse not far from the wholesale market.

After this, she never came to Xiang City again, and no one would recognize her.

The wholesale market was crowded and chaotic.

Just to be safe, Yu Xifeng rented a new car and changed her appearance.

She drew her eyebrows thicker, used contouring to raise her cheekbones.

Yesterday in the suburbs she wore her hair down; today Yu Xifeng tied it up,

then covered the top of her head with a brown wig piece, and bought a dowdy, old-fashioned coat.

She put on non-prescription square glasses.

She looked like a somewhat harsh middle-aged woman, using heavy makeup to cover signs of aging.

Yu Xifeng first went to a purified water factory.

She custom-ordered a batch of water tanks, expedited.

Then she started buying same-city express delivery.

One hundred boxes of compressed biscuits; compared to the fresh goods in her storage, these biscuits would attract less attention.

Twenty boxes each of canned fruit and canned meat.

Five kayaks and five inflatable assault boats.

Five bicycles.

Raincoats, hiking boots, nylon ropes, cold-weather clothes, heat-insulating clothes, thermal underwear, goggles, tents.

Ten sets each of moisture-proof mats, sun-protection clothes, gas masks, binoculars, life jackets, sleeping bags.

Toilet paper, wet wipes, alcohol swabs, towels, toothpaste, washbasins, buckets, quilts, cat litter, shower gel.

Shampoo, sunscreen, face masks, skincare products, lighters, packaging boxes, insect repellent powder, heat pads.

Underwear, pants, coats, shoes, socks, scarves, gloves, earmuffs—any style Yu Xifeng liked, from thin to thick, ten sets each.

Generators, solar panels, storage batteries, electric kettles, foot warmers, water quality testers, water purification tablets.

Electric fans, flashlights, air purifiers, cooling fans, dryers, ovens, USB drives, sprayers, various hardware parts.

Fire hammers, insecticides, cement, security cameras, electric heaters.

Five tablets and five mobile phones.

Yu Xifeng placed her orders methodically.

To organize all these items, she bought twenty shelves.

Then she contacted every drugstore in the delivery area.

Cold medicine, band-aids, digestive tablets, eye drops, essential balm, medical cotton swabs, cough granules.

Diletidine, nasal sprays, thermometers, bandages, mupirocin ointment, dermatitis creams.

Watermelon frost, rheumatism joint patches—twenty boxes each.

Five thousand medical masks and five hundred liters of industrial alcohol.

Some she had used before, some she hadn’t; all were common medicines purchasable online.

Reading the instructions, she could use them for the right symptoms.

Medicine in the future would be a luxury.

Most people couldn’t afford doctors or find medicines, having to leave their fate to chance.

Regarding weapons, which were still regulated, Yu Xifeng had no better solution for now.

After searching around, she bought five electric batons, twenty daggers, and fifty bottles of pepper spray.

She could shoot a crossbow, but the ones online were colorful and looked like toy guns.

Yu Xifeng planned to visit a shooting club when she had time.

After placing these orders, Yu Xifeng entered the wholesale market.

She first bought seasonings; salt was a necessity and a hard currency in the future.

Yu Xifeng bought fifty boxes at once, each with a hundred packets.

She also bought ten boxes each of basic seasonings like soy sauce, vinegar, and oyster sauce.

Ketchup, salad dressing, sweet bean sauce, and spicy bean paste she bought in considerable amounts, plus packets of curry sauce.

Additionally, Yu Xifeng bought fifteen boxes of assorted pickled vegetables and a hundred boxes of instant noodles with a wide variety of flavors.

From braised beef to tomato egg, everything was available.

Instant noodles were a human treasure.

When settling accounts with the boss, as she was about to leave, her foot kicked a small box.

“Boss, what’s this?”

The boss glanced over.

“This is chili sauce. It doesn’t sell well and is about to expire. If you want it, you can have it for thirty yuan a box.”

The box was heavy and full. Yu Xifeng paid thirty yuan and carried the large box of chili sauce into the car.

For lunch, Yu Xifeng took out scrambled eggs with money (probably a special dish) and a bowl of farmhouse fragrance from her storage.

She tried the chili sauce; it wasn’t very spicy, more on the sweet side, which was why it didn’t sell well in Xiang City, but it suited her taste perfectly.

It was a lucky find.

Right beside was the fresh market, where frozen meat was much cheaper than fresh meat, all covered with scattered ice flakes.

She had enough pork in her storage.

At the fresh market, Yu Xifeng mostly bought semi-processed foods.

French fries, chicken nuggets, popcorn chicken, chicken legs, and chicken wings.

All she had to do was put them in an air fryer and cook for 15 minutes before eating.

According to the staff, the taste was not much different from a well-known fast-food chain.

She also picked nearly fifty boxes of crispy pork, ribs, shrimp tails, and steaks.

For ice cream, she bought two boxes of each kind at wholesale prices.

For bucket-packed Häagen-Dazs, Yu Xifeng bought ten buckets.

The fresh market had huge freezers stacked in rows, which tempted her.

But after thinking about it, she gave up, since her storage space was far more convenient than a freezer.

She didn’t buy freezers but negotiated with the shopkeeper, who gave her two small ice machines for free.

The shopkeeper promised delivery directly to her warehouse.

The black soil in two flower beds inside her storage space wasn’t going to lie idle.

The seed wholesale market here supplied the whole country.

There were all kinds of seeds, and Yu Xifeng bought at least one pack of each.

Natural disasters didn’t only affect humans; even animals mutated to survive.

In her previous life, Yu Xifeng had seen rats half a human’s height, extremely ferocious and bloodthirsty.

One bite could tear a chunk of flesh from a person.

The harsh climate and mutated attributes meant many old food seeds could no longer grow.

Those large, sweet fruits bred by humans over a long history had become extinct.

They only existed in legends.

Occasionally, apples, peaches, and frozen pears circulated among the upper class, as they were varieties with long shelf lives.

Fruits like strawberries and cherries, which were hard to preserve, if they existed at all, were canned.

They were rare enough to be auctioned.