Sitting on hundreds of billions of supplies, I will be a renter at the end of the day

Chapter 17 Sang Yu’s plan

Taking another bite of the fish balls cooked with special seasonings and full of texture, Sang Yu nodded with satisfaction.

You can't treat yourself badly even if you're sick or have a cold. It should be said that although she doesn't like this world, she can handle the delicious food here.

After that, Sang Yu turned on his mobile phone and ate while browsing.

She turned her phone off mute, and only after turning it on did she notice a bunch of messages on Fetion. She was pulled into two new groups at some point, the volunteer group was in a muted state, and the other community group had 999+ messages.

She first looked at the messages from her agent's assistant and several friends. Without exception, they all sent messages of concern asking her to keep warm and take good care of her body.

Sang Yu simply replied with a few sentences one by one, and then opened the community group.

After looking at the group announcement, Sang Yu changed his ID to Villa No. 312.

The chat in this group is in full swing.

[3 Apartment 402: Damn it, I flashed my waist when I did that. I stayed in the hospital for half a month, and everything changed when I came out.

I spent hundreds of dollars to buy a box of instant noodles, and there are two barrels left. If anyone has any leftovers, I’ll buy some.]

[Apartment 13 201: Awesome brother, +1 for what I need to eat. If I can’t get anything to eat, I’m going to go out and chew tree bark.]

[5 Apartment 802: By the way, is anyone going to volunteer? What if no volunteers are recruited and no one pays food after three days? 】

[Apartment 9 701: Whoever wants to go with the terrible weather, anyway, if the sky falls, there will be support from above. If they can’t send out food, I will make trouble]

[No. 233, Villa Area: I still have hundreds of barrels of instant noodles at home. The price is negotiable. If you need it, please let me know]

[No. 427, Villa Area: Does anyone have milk powder at home? I’ll exchange it for you with self-heating rice.]

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Sang Yu glanced at it casually. There was nothing worth paying attention to, so he continued to eat.

Twenty minutes later, after finishing the last half bowl of seaweed and shrimp soup, Sang Yu washed the disposable lunch box with satisfaction and continued to recycle it into the space.

After failing to coax his wife, Sang Bancheng turned his grief and anger into strength and exercised. He felt that there might be poisonous mushrooms in his wife's soup.

Otherwise, why would he smell the enticing smell of seaweed soup and street junk food?

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Because of illness, Sang Yu was not able to leave the house on August 24, when the first batch of volunteers in the city gathered to deliver supplies.

Zhang Shiguo handled the matter very thoughtfully. In order to allow Sang Yu to accompany Sang Bancheng to deliver supplies without causing criticism, he directly added another benefit to the volunteers.

All volunteers can apply for a family member to accompany them, allowing two people to distribute supplies together.

However, volunteer material rewards are still calculated based on one person.

As for whether anyone wants to apply, that's not his concern.

The government divided Yuncheng into eight sections A~H.

Because there were not many volunteers recruited in the first batch, the number of people summoned in the city had just exceeded a thousand.

These volunteers were divided into four groups, each group of more than 200 people was responsible for an area, and each person in the area was assigned several plots.

Materials are distributed twice a week, in areas A to D on Mondays, and in areas E to H on Tuesdays. The material distribution locations for the four groups of members are exchanged once a week.

The day before the supplies were distributed, another message dropped.

In the early days of the snowfall, all manufacturers that disrupted the market had their supplies reduced by half for all participants within three times of the price increase; for FamilyMart, supplies were halved for three to five times; and for more than five times, supplies were refused to be distributed.

Similarly, from the beginning of the snowfall to the following day, all illegal persons and their families have no right to receive supplies. If the circumstances are serious, they will be directly punished by gunfire.

After this news was released, the residents who had been suffering from high prices were relieved, and their previous uneasiness was reduced a lot.

Some of the unscrupulous manufacturers and those who were recently recorded as being restless were beaten and scolded and began to regret, and some began to feel resentful.

As for those who have a murder case on their hands, they are people who have lost their conscience. This news will only make the seeds of darkness in their hearts germinate faster and faster.

Sang Bancheng left the house at seven in the morning, and when he came back it was already eight in the evening.

The supplies distributed on that day will be moved to temporary tents set up by volunteers at the center of several communities. After the residents waiting in line have their identities verified by the identification machine, all the volunteers have to do is distribute the supplies on a per-person basis.

Normal people eat 6 jins of rice and noodles each, 6 jins of vegetable buns, 3 jins of meat, and 10L of water.

All supplies were delivered from morning to night, and Sang Bancheng felt exhausted.

It was obviously very cold outside, but he was extremely hot.

"It seems that the volunteer service my daughter arranged for you is good."

Ye Rou watched Sang Bancheng collapse on the sofa tiredly, and brought a bowl of frozen dumplings over.

This is still cooked by Sang Yu. Although the taste is not as fragrant as the freshly made food, if you don't know how to cook, you have to succumb to the ready-made food.

"Daughter, our family doesn't lack this kind of food. What do you think?"

Sang Bancheng felt that their family had no shortage of food and drink. It was enough to receive food from the government once a week. Doing such a job this week was really too much.

He now felt that his arm was no longer his own.

"The volunteers are free to move around within a few miles of the area they are responsible for."

Sang Yu spoke calmly.

"So what about free movement? I don't say whether all the supplies can be distributed. Are you still interested in shopping in such a cold weather?"

If it hadn't been for the thoughtful consideration above, there would have been two security personnel squatting in cars near each material tent to supervise.

There were so many things in the tent that he couldn't get out safely even if he wanted to pee.

"You can't run, but I can. There are so many commercial shopping malls nearby but they will never open again. I just can't bear to let those things go to waste."

Sang Yu calmly drank yogurt and stretched her legs to get rid of a small Tibetan mastiff that was tugging at the hem of her pants.

To search for supplies openly and honestly was her original plan.

"You are so brave that you are going to heaven! Didn't you read the announcement just yesterday?

Although our family is not short of the relief food, what if we are subject to other sanctions in the future?"

Sang Bancheng's pupils froze for a moment. It was indeed exciting to go to those closed shopping malls and business buildings to search for supplies, but searching without permission was really a bit punishing.

"Oh, then you park the RV farther away from the security personnel, and then I will secretly put everything I find in the car.

And I, a little girl, can hold so many things at one time, how can I attract attention?"

Sang Yu didn't take it seriously.

If there is space, can she be caught running away with supplies?

What's more, once the news of material restrictions came out, it calmed the hearts of most people, but not everyone.

How can people who cannot receive supplies just sit back and wait for death? The authorities don't tell them that they can steal or rob.

The police officer would be very busy and would have no time to take care of her, a family member of a volunteer who was labeled as one of his own.

Sang Bancheng is still feeling uneasy, but his daughter seems to be determined now. He can only prepare to send some legal clauses to Sang Yu for Sang Yu to read carefully, just like Sang Yu sends short stories to the group every day.

Sang Bancheng had no objection, and Sang Yu posted a few more stories to the group, and then opened the community group.

Then, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

It's really rare for a community that was relatively harmonious before to be in full swing of quarrels.

(End of chapter)