The Pregnant Mommy Survive on Unlimited Supplies-Chapter 223 - 221 Group Buy

Ma Zhixuan certainly believed what Mrs. Qin said—his impression of Hua Mi had never been good.

Now, it was even worse.

"But there’s nothing I can do," Ma Zhixuan lamented. "My sister-in-law cannot distinguish right from wrong; in this cold weather, she fawns over Hua Mi as if she were currying favor with something significant."

Ma Zhixuan felt miserable—he had always lived a proud life, rarely facing any setbacks.

The slap from Qin Zhen had broken his heart.

Mrs. Qin, also saddened, looked at Ma Zhixuan and said gently,

"Zhixuan, you are a child in whom I am very pleased. Now, besides you, no one else can help Xiao Lan and her brother."

Her daughter had disappeared after going to meet Fang Xin, Hua Mi had killed Fang Xin, Qin Ziran had vanished, and Hua Mi possessed a substantial amount of supplies... freewebnoveℓ.com

Was there not any intricate connection between all these?

Mrs. Qin did not believe that.

And to find her son and daughter, she could only rely on Ma Zhixuan.

Otherwise, with Mrs. Qin’s limited influence, she could hardly make any significant impact.

Seeing Ma Zhixuan’s hesitant expression, tears welled up in Mrs. Qin’s eyes,

"Zhixuan, you also know the injustices our Qin Family has faced; you are also displeased with how Gong Yi and Hua Mi are covering the sky with one hand in Xiang City, right?"

"One must do something in life," Mrs. Qin said.

Seeing Mrs. Qin’s pitiful look, Ma Zhixuan finally nodded.

He and Mrs. Qin made a plan, and early the next morning, they rushed to the RV supermarket, straightforwardly asking to meet Hua Mi.

They thought, with the relationship between Ma Zhixuan and Ma Yongchun, even if Hua Mi did not care about Mrs. Qin’s face, she should still consider their relationship with City C.

The three of them had an open and honest discussion about the whereabouts of Qin Ziran and whether Qin Xiaolan should send Garrison troops to rescue them—Xiang City had to consider its relationship with City C.

However, business at the RV supermarket was booming; people waiting here overnight were all here for wholesale.

Ye Rong had no time to meet Mrs. Qin and Ma Zhixuan.

Every day, so many people asked to meet Hua Mi; those who were on the same level as Hua Mi just called her directly.

Who would come in person?

In other words, those who couldn’t afford even an omniscient signal communicator were just paupers!

They didn’t deserve to connect with Hua Mi personally.

Ma Zhixuan indeed had an omniscient signal communicator, but he didn’t have Hua Mi’s phone number.

As for Mrs. Qin... a pauper.

So Ye Rong, neither having time nor paying any attention, casually dealt with Mrs. Qin and Ma Zhixuan and asked them to wait somewhere farther away, not to block the way in the RV supermarket.

Ever since the Factory Director left to rebuild the water plant, there had been a shortage of hands here.

Mengmeng Yu had gone to fight a legal battle.

Now, even Ye Rong’s children, Da Fu and Xiao Fu, had been pulled in temporarily to help manage the wholesale business of the RV supermarket.

When the RV supermarket opened, it marked the beginning of a busy day.

Often, just as Garrison had transported the supplies from the Lotus Shengxing underground garage and hadn’t yet unloaded them, people would book the supplies.

Da Fu and Xiao Fu just needed to jump into the cargo truck and report what supplies were inside.

The wholesalers raised their hands, deciding how much they wanted to buy and climbed up the truck to unload...

Mrs. Qin, pulling Ma Zhixuan aside, watched for a while and whispered to him,

"In just these few minutes, the transactions amount to millions."

She wondered where Hua Mi secured such a vast supply of goods; look, those transporting for her were from Garrison.

From this, it was clear that as she told Fang Xin, Hua Mi had many financial backers behind her.

Mrs. Qin thought to herself that her son played a role in this as well.

It was Ma Zhixuan’s first time witnessing such a scene.

He stood amidst the bustling sight, feeling significantly diminished in that moment.

The weather was getting colder and the falling snow was thick like goose feathers; visibility was very low. Normally, at this time it should have been noon.

But it looked more like an early evening amidst a heavy snowfall.

Ma Zhixuan and Mrs. Qin stood for a while and soon felt frozen like dogs.

Nearby, there were also peddlers waiting their turn.

These peddlers had little capital. After the larger vendors finished their wholesale purchases, they could go pick up some remaining supplies and try to resell them.

They glanced at Mrs. Qin and Ma Zhixuan, and one kindly said to Mrs. Qin,

"You’re also here to buy the supplies in bulk and resell them outside the city, right?"

"Do you want to share a truckload with us?"

This was a recent practice among the vendors, a sort of group buying.

Because supplies were in high demand, especially food and warm clothing.

But as the supplies were delivered truck by truck, they were quickly scooped up by the larger vendors.

In the end, the smaller peddlers could only get a pitifully small amount of supplies.

Moreover, with Qin Zhen now joining, who bought supplies by the ton,

the small peddlers’ days became even harder.

So they came up with a plan: unite all the small peddlers to buy the entire truckload of supplies at once.

Then they would divide it among themselves afterward.

This arrangement was also preferred by Ye Rong because she was too busy to handle it all. With one truckload sold all at once, Da Fu and Xiao Fu also saved yelling and climbing efforts.

Now, many hardworking people were doing this because there were no free supplies available in Xiang City and City B, so people with little money had to find ways to make ends meet.

Mrs. Qin, hearing this, glared at the kind-hearted peddler,

"Do I look like someone who would do something like this? I’m here to find my son and daughter. Setting up a street stall? I’ve never done such a thing in my life, how humiliating would that be?"

"What would our relatives think if they saw me doing this? They’d laugh me to death!"

The kind-hearted peddler: "..."

He thought it was not that bad, how could setting up a stall be disgraceful?

Now that there were no more job opportunities in Xiang City, and they were not doctors, police, Garrison, lawyers, or judges, they didn’t have the means to venture out for supplies amidst frequent disasters.

All they could do was buy and resell these supplies—not only to sustain themselves but also to infiltrate other cities with goods.

How could that be shameful?

But Mrs. Qin didn’t see it that way. Back in their small town, Mrs. Qin also had a proper job.

She had a secure job, weather-proof income, a talented son, and a daughter who had gotten into a prestigious university. She used to be the envy of many relatives and friends.

She, a respectable figure, couldn’t demean herself by yelling at a street stall; Mrs. Qin couldn’t bring herself to that level.

The kind-hearted peddler just mentioned it casually, but seeing Mrs. Qin’s scornful refusal, he pursed his lips and voluntarily distanced himself further from her.

He didn’t urge her any further.

Actually, Ma Zhixuan also couldn’t bring himself to do that.

He surveyed their surroundings and said in a low voice to Mrs. Qin,

"It’s really too cold here, and it’s unclear what kind of people are around. Auntie, let’s head back."

"I’ll go back and plead with my brother to see if he can think of something."