In the last days, people spend crazy money to buy equipment.

Shen Musen pressed down to the community mall on the first floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, he looked at the cardboard boxes of food packaging piled up in a small hill next to him.

The cleaning lady usually cleans the shiny tile floor, but now there are countless footprints on it.

A jar of eight-treasure porridge was lying quietly in the corner in the corridor. It can be seen that its owner was so panicked when he left that he didn't even notice that he had dropped something.

Shen Musen walked over, picked it up and held it in her hand. She walked around the corner of the corridor and her first thought when she saw the mall was that it could be described as "clean" and "messy" at the same time.

What is clean is that the shelves full of snacks have been looted. What is messy is the disposable food packaging bags, broken plastic containers, trampled fruits, and broken canned foods that can be seen everywhere on the ground.

Compared with these, the first clothing area after entering the door has obviously been forgotten, and it quietly remains where it is.

In the huge supermarket, there was only one cashier girl standing in front of the counter, using a handkerchief to wipe the stained areas.

When Shen Musen walked into the mall, the sensor door automatically sounded a mechanical female voice, "Welcome to Zhuoma Supermarket."

The cashier girl looked up when she heard the noise, her face hard to hide, and her eyes full of exhaustion.

She forced a smile and said, "I'm sorry, we're closed, and we no longer have food in stock."

Shen Musen placed the eight-treasure porridge in front of her, "I'll buy some daily necessities and a change of clothes."

The cashier looked at the eight-treasure porridge in front of him for a moment, his eyes unclear.

"I just picked it up on the corridor. Someone must have dropped it. You can take it back and sell it."

The cashier girl shook her head, "No, you can take it."

She stared at the eight-treasure porridge for a while, and the dark light flickered, as if she remembered something.

She looked at the empty food area and then said: "If you think you can use the remaining things, use them to pay the bill and I'll give you a break on the price."

Is there such a good thing?

Shen Musen felt a little excited, and she almost suspected that there was something wrong with her ears.

Shen Musen asked in disbelief: "Really?"

The cashier girl nodded, "The supermarket is already losing money, so I don't care about this little money."

Yu Huan said this with a feeling of anger in her stomach. She came here to work, and the supermarket owner squeezed her market internship salary of 2,500 per month.

Today, a news about home quarantine suddenly broke on the radio. Her colleagues all made excuses to take leave and left everything to themselves. The supermarket was busier than ever.

At first, there were a few colleagues who insisted on their positions. Later, when they saw that things were getting less and less, they quit and joined the food-grabbing team.

People buying things started to queue up to pay, then grabbed their things and ran away. How could she, a little girl in her early twenties, withstand this?

Even when she called her boss, the line was busy. She was helpless, so luckily she let them go.

Once people speak out, they become action-oriented.

Shen Musen rushed directly to the supermarket with a small cart in hand. Indeed, all the food was clean, including nuts, spicy strips, and canned yellow peach delicacies.

The condiment area was also ransacked.

Looking at the daily area, the rolls of paper arranged in the shape of a heart were pushed to the ground, and some were torn apart and scattered in pieces.

Shen Musen picked out two packages and put them in the cart, but these two packages of paper took up part of the space.

She really wants everything and feels that nothing is enough, but her abilities are limited. If she comes here later, she believes that this place will be cleaner than anything else.

It would be nice if it could be placed in the ring space.

Shen Musen put his ringed hand on the roll of paper, imagining a miracle, but nothing happened.

She continued to move forward, putting sanitary napkins, toothpaste, wet wipes, and toothbrushes inside, and did not stop until a small cart was filled to the brim.

Heading straight to the clothing area, there are all the current fashionable styles hanging on them, and there are also clothes hangers hanging on them, and the clothes have disappeared.

It seems that there are still some people who are willing to take advantage of others.

Shen Musen didn't know what size clothes Qi Heng wore, so she stopped in front of a plastic male model to compare.

Qi Heng seems to be a little thinner than this.

"Are you choosing clothes for your partner?"

When Shen Musen was struggling to choose between two x's or one x, someone's voice came from behind him.

She turned around and saw Yu Huan walking towards her. Compared with just now, Yu Huan had taken off his work clothes.

Wearing an autumn brown plaid knitted skirt and a blue and black plaid jacket, she looks like a well-behaved little girl with fair skin.

Even though I'm tired, it doesn't diminish at all.

Shen Musen shook his head, "No, he is a distant cousin of mine who is studying here. I will pick out some changes of clothes."

I gave my identity to myself when I went out. Yu Huan raised his hand to hold his chin and measured it with Shen Musen.

"How tall is your brother? How much does he weigh?"

"About 1.8 meters, neither fat nor thin." Shen Musen thought of cutting open his clothes and added, "Looks a little frail."

In the apartment, Qi Heng sneezed.

Who is talking about him?

"If the style is too big, buy XX, and if it's slightly slim, choose three x's."

Shen Musen was ashamed, she really wanted to be young.

Accompanied by Yu Huan, she still picked out two down jackets, a few sweaters, and some underwear.

In the end, there were more than two thousand left in WeChat. Shen Musen had already thought about it and first listened to what Yu Huan said about the discount.

The cheaper the better.

Unexpectedly, Yu Huan finally gave her a 20% discount, half sold and half given to her.

Shen Musen felt extremely lucky. In the past, she had only won more than a thousand yuan when she bought a lottery ticket for ten yuan.

Comparing it now, it was as if wealth and wealth had been thrown on her head, and she was possessed by a koi carp.

So she shamelessly turned around and picked out a few items for herself, which she had never dared to think about before.

Yu Huan laughed as she watched behind her. She didn't like people who took advantage of her, but she made her laugh inexplicably as she looked at Shen Musen's pinching of every piece, and the pain in her body when she wanted to take it home.

Or maybe it's for some reason, I can't explain clearly.

Shen Musen didn't stop until the two carts were full. She asked Yu Huan if he supported the rental of carts.

Yu Huan nodded, "You can just drop it off next time the supermarket opens."

In the originally spacious elevator, because of the two fully loaded carts, it seemed crowded for two people standing there.

When the elevator reached the first floor, Yu Huan asked her, "Are you sure you don't want me to take you up?"

Shen Musen shook her head, she could do it herself.

Yu Huan no longer insisted, she packed her bag, found a crack in the eight-treasure porridge that Shen Musen had handed her before, squeezed it into the shopping cart, and walked out of the elevator.

Shen Musen looked at the piece of rolled paper being sunk in, pressed down on the elevator that was about to close, and shouted, "Wait a minute."

Yu Huan turned around, "What's wrong?"

"Are you far from here?" Shen Musen asked.

"No, I'm in Building 12 of the community."

Seeing the tiredness in her eyes, Shen Musen put down his hand that pressed the door button and said softly: "Then go back and go to bed early, close the door tightly, and don't open the door if you hear any noise."

Yu Huan thought her words were a bit strange, but he still had a smile on his face.

"Okay. But my name is Yu Huan, what's your name?"

"Chen Musen."

Shen Musen looked at the slowly closing elevator door and his own figure and face reflected on the door.

Little did he know that he would be in a new danger next.

And she pushed the purchase into the house, Qi Heng's mouth opened into a round "o".

"Did you rob the supermarket?"

"Absolutely." Shen Musen dug out a shopping bag at home and put some scattered daily necessities in it.

Seeing that she opened the door and wanted to go out, Qi Heng shouted, "I'll keep the dishes warm first."

Shen Musen pressed the elevator directly to the seventh floor. The entire floor was surprisingly quiet. Since the light-transmitting windows on each floor were in different positions, the windows on the seventh floor were backlit and the corridor looked a bit gloomy.

From the moment she stepped out of the elevator, she smelled the smell of incense in the airless space.

If you smell it carefully, there seems to be a slight smell of blood mixed with it.