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Apocalypse: After Being Reborn, I Stocked Up on All Supplies

In her previous life, Jiang Yan's mother was murdered by her stepfather under the guise of celebrating their wedding anniversary with a trip abroad, and Jiang Yan herself, holding a huge inheritance, was locked by him in the basement of a villa and had one of her hands mangled. As natural disasters became more frequent and the apocalypse descended, the stepfather's family, hiding in the villa waiting for the apocalypse to pass, ultimately set their sights on Jiang Yan... With the opening of her eyes, Jiang Yan was reborn three months before the apocalypse. After activating her portable Space and successfully taking her revenge, she, now in possession of a massive amount of funds, started a global shopping spree: yachts, helicopters, off-road RVs, weapons, amphibious boats, necessities for clothing, food, shelter, and transport; everything from five-star delicacies to tasty street food hidden in remote corners... she bought and hoarded them all, bringing everything into her Space! Seeing that there was only one month left, Jiang Yan began a cramming-style learning binge: shooting! Flying planes! Driving boats! Hand-to-hand combat! Agricultural Planting! She even learned how to operate an excavator from the Red Xiang Technical School! In July, a double typhoon that caused seawater backflow starting from Japan marked the beginning of the apocalypse. A super high temperature wave followed right after, sweeping across the globe, along with torrential rains, earthquakes, pest infestations, extreme cold, nuclear contamination, mutation of animals and plants... one natural calamity after another ensued! While others fought over a packet of instant noodles or half a bottle of water, Jiang Yan was leisurely planting vegetables, raising fish, sitting comfortably in her safe house with air conditioning on, and enjoying her hot pot meal~ PS. This entire story is fictitious.

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Chapter 10 Authentic Chinese Herbal Medicines

Jiang Yan quickly found the rice noodle shop.

At first glance, the environment was concerning because, outside of a plump woman who was still busy, the shop was empty at the off-peak hour.

She walked into the shop and looked at the menu, ordering a Huaxi beef rice noodle with extra beef, pickles, and beef tendons.

Just as she sat down, her phone rang, displaying a call from a private banker at XX Bank.

They had called that morning to report unusual transactions on Jiang Yan's bank card.

They said it was unusual, but Jiang Yan had previously spent millions in a single day.

However, her spending back then was typically on cars, houses, jewelry, and designer bags.

Spending primarily at wholesale markets, like she did today, was indeed very incongruent compared to her usual spending habits.

A situation out of the ordinary was a cause for concern, and the bank naturally needed to provide a risk control reminder.

She still took the call.

After confirming that the cardholder was making the purchases, the person on the other end courteously reminded her of a few routine matters before quickly ending the call.

Jiang Yan then realized.

Fortunately, she had only swiped the card for part of the deposit today; she had probably purchased a little over her target but calculated that the deposit came to just under thirty million.

The limit on her black card was also thirty million.

If she had paid in full, she would have had the money in her account, but the bank would likely have objected to such usage.

Once she had stored her phone away, her beef rice noodle was ready.

Jiang Yan walked over and just as she picked up the bowl, she smelled the rich and inviting aroma.

"Wow, that smells amazing!" Jiang Yan unconsciously swallowed her saliva and couldn't help but exclaim.

The plump woman, hearing her exclamation, didn't even look up and said in an unenthusiastic tone,

"There's cilantro, green onion, and chili over there, add them yourself."

Jiang Yan looked over to the condiment station and went straight to it, bowl in hand.

She added cilantro, chili, and Sichuan pepper, one spoonful each.

She pulled down her mask and stirred with chopsticks before starting to eat.

The cilantro was vibrant green, the chili was bright red, and the rice noodles were smooth with the beef being springy and tender, all steeped in the flavorful and rich broth that was delightful to savor.

Jiang Yan swiftly finished her meal, not leaving a single drop of soup.

Indeed, there were experts hidden among the ordinary folks.

The flavor of this shop was outstanding.

Usually, she would have gone live on a platform to share.

But currently, priorities mattered, and her account had been suspended for a week and, of course, she would not be broadcasting again.

"Boss lady, I want to order 1000 bowls of this beef rice noodle with extra beef and offals, how much will that be?" Jiang Yan put on her mask and stood up.

The plump woman paused her hand wiping with a cloth and said unchanged, "Can't make that order, can't produce it."

"..." Jiang Yan was stunned for a second, then quickly added, "I don't need them today; the day after tomorrow is also fine, and I can pay upfront."

The plump woman looked at her and seeing she was a well-mannered and polite young lady, softened a bit, "Girl, can't make it by the day after tomorrow either, I need to ensure normal operation in the morning, I have many regular customers in the market, can't close for two days."

Jiang Yan, "What about the afternoon?"

"Got to play cards."

"Can't you work overtime temporarily?"

"No, girl, life is short, can't earn all the money. In ten more minutes, I will also be closing and leaving." The plump woman leisurely finished speaking and continued wiping her pots and utensils.

It wasn't Jiang Yan's place to comment on or suggest changes to others' lifestyles.

Eventually, however, the lady was persuaded by Jiang Yan to take her order, only mentioning that she would have to wait a few days until her husband was available to help prepare and deliver it.

*

Exiting the rice noodle shop, Jiang Yan got into her small truck and headed straight for the neighboring medicinal herb market.

Taking advantage of the lack of people and cameras around, she stored all the spices and hot pot ingredients in the "Space."

When she left the medicinal material market, it was nearly six o'clock, and the shops there were almost all closed.

This trip was also very fruitful, but all her bank cards were maxed out.

Indeed, aside from that black card, the daily limits of her remaining savings cards were only five hundred thousand each, all maxed out.

Moreover, her phone was about to be bombarded by calls from customer service managers at various banks.

Luckily, in the market, she had bought everything she needed and could buy.

As she walked through the market, she realized that the same medicinal materials, but of different qualities and grades, were priced significantly differently.

Similarly, their effects varied greatly, and naturally, she opted for the best grades and qualities.

Gastrodia, Panax notoginseng, Panax notoginseng flowers, Huang Qin, Snow Lotus, Lingzhi, snow clam, Dendrobium, and Western ginseng, she bought two to three hundred kilograms each, spending over five million in total.

Cordyceps were the most expensive; ten kilograms cost her nearly two million.

She planned to use them for cooking chicken soup; just throw a few in, whether they worked or not, they were enough to last her for generations.

The qualities of the ginseng and antler she purchased were relatively high, also ten kilograms each, costing nearly three million.

These two were part of her "strategic" reserves, which Jiang Yan felt she might not need too urgently.

She symbolically spent twenty thousand to buy one kilogram of dry bird's nest, which she could play with by picking its feathers when she had nothing else to do.

However, joking aside, she also bought three thousand ready-to-eat crystal sugar bird's nests, which also cost a pretty penny, instantly taking away another two million.

She purchased standard quantities of other herbs like Xiao Chaihu, Codonopsis, Atractylodes, Root of Isatis indigotica, and Angelica, buying one hundred kilograms of each.

Apart from dry bird's nests, Cordyceps, and Panax notoginseng flowers, the remaining herbs were processed according to traditional Chinese medicine methods by slicing or grinding, then packed in 500g packages.

The market also offered some basic processing of Chinese medicinal slices, and she ordered four thousand doses for treating common ailments such as colds, fevers, abdominal pain, menstrual disorders, cough, asthma, blood circulation, and blood supplementation.

For Jiang Yan, getting these prescriptions from a traditional Chinese medicine hospital wäre safest, but that was unrealistic for her.

Additionally, she needed to stock up on Western medicines and medical equipment, but considering the time, that would have to wait for another day.

Considering the quantities she needed to stockpile, she would likely need to utilize some special channels again.

After paying the deposit and leaving her warehouse address and the merchant's corporate payment account, Jiang Yan left the medicinal herb market, driving the small truck back home with a "vroom vroom vroom".

Firstly, she had no more money to use, and secondly, she was somewhat tired.

Although her body had been enhanced by the "Space" for only a day or two, spending the whole day walking, buying, and talking, it was inevitable to feel worn out.

After coming home and taking a hot shower and drying her hair, she immediately entered the "Space".

The plethora of items she had thrown in earlier were neatly arranged in the gray "Warehouse Area".

Thankfully, the supplies could be accessed and moved to the desired locations with just a thought, like magic.

Jiang Yan spent half the day organizing the shelves.

She planned to place commonly used items on these shelves once all the supplies were purchased, and she intended to stay at home.

This would make it much more convenient to take what she needed on the fly.

After all, there are always times when the brain just doesn't suffice.