Five thousand sets of pure cotton bed linens, one thousand pillows. In the apocalypse, water sources are precious, and she didn't want to waste resources washing large items.
When the bedding got dirty, she'd just replace it.
Underwear was also essential.
An Nuan bought 100,000 boxes of disposable underwear at once.
For her kitten, there were no disposables, so daily changes weren't necessary.
With underwear sorted, sanitary pads couldn't be forgotten.
An Nuan knew the basement level was a bulk supermarket, the very one An Dong had intended to acquire.
An Nuan asked, "Manager Xu, how many sanitary pads and tissues are there in the supermarket downstairs?"
"Please wait a moment?"
After checking, he replied, "The warehouse has enough for you to use for eight lifetimes!"
"Alright, all these sanitary pads, toilet paper, facial tissues, napkins, diapers, and disinfectant wet wipes, consolidate them into one warehouse. I'll take it all. Is 50 million enough?"
Manager Xu was stunned and nodded dumbly.
An Nuan cheerfully paid the money, and she would collect the sanitary pads tomorrow!
After finishing her shopping, An Nuan was about to leave when someone called out to her.
"President An, long time no see!"
"Hai Changfeng!"
Hai Changfeng was her company's former technical director, who had resigned after being framed by her cousin.
Although An Nuan had helped him prove his innocence, Hai Changfeng didn't want to return to work and seemed to have entered the pharmaceutical industry.
In the past, she would have thought Hai Changfeng was foolish, but now she felt this man was brilliant!
In the apocalypse, medicines were also scarce. Those with medicine in hand could walk sideways.
"Hai Changfeng, you have medicine, right? Is the quantity enough?"
"Whether it's enough depends on what you need, President An. Are you planning to enter the pharmaceutical industry?!"
"Something like that. Can you help me procure some items from a list I'll give you?"
Hai Changfeng was a grateful person; he had received much care from An Nuan before and now understood the meaning of repaying kindness.
"Certainly. You can send it to my WeChat. Whatever you need, I'll deliver it within three days!"
An Nuan got back into her car and sent the compiled list to Hai Changfeng.
Juanzi poked its head out of the cat carrier and licked her finger.
"Good boy, let's go get your cat food now!"
An Nuan took two big gulps of her milk tea, feeling utterly satisfied, and then drove to her usual store to get cat food.
The store owner's face lit up with a smile upon seeing her.
"An'an, the usual?"
"No, I have a list!"
Chicken-flavored cat food, 5kg bags, 3,000 packs. Beef-flavored, 3,000 packs. Duck, salmon, and tuna flavors, 5,000 packs each.
Juanzi didn't like dried venison, so An Nuan got 300 packs. Dried quail, dried chicken, rainbow treats, and freeze-dried cat food were Juanzi's favorites, 8,000 packs of each.
Salmon puree, 1,000 cans. Chicken puree, 1,000 cans. Soup cans of various flavors, 10,000 bottles.
The fleas in the apocalypse had mutated, and An Nuan wasn't sure if the deworming medication and vaccines would still work. She took 100 doses of each, then bought 3,000 bottles of nutritional supplements, got 100 outfits for Juanzi, and stockpiled 1,000 cat wands.
Hairball paste and various nutritional oils, 100 servings of each.
Most importantly, deodorant cat litter. She ordered 10,000 servings of original scent N1, and 20,000 servings of Blue Diamond.
As An Nuan was paying and preparing to leave, Juanzi suddenly jumped out of the cat carrier and pawed at the glass of a small silver shaded kitten.
The owner's eyes lit up.
"Your Juanzi has excellent taste! This is a female kitten that was brought in for consignment this morning. A purebred silver shaded!"
An Nuan took one look and knew it wasn't purebred.
Where would you find a purebred Scottish Fold silver shaded?
"Oh my, your Juanzi is neutered yet still likes little females! Look at its raised tail!"
"Mmm..."
Could she say it wasn't neutered?
Juanzi hadn't had its fill of cat life yet, so why neuter it!
The apocalypse was coming, and humans were lonely; cats were lonely too.
It would be good for Juanzi to have a companion.
An Nuan took the silver shaded kitten and sat back in the car, facing the new little creature.
"From now on, your name will be Daizi. Old people say simple names are easy to raise. I hope you live a long life in the apocalypse."
Daizi didn't understand An Nuan's meaning, but the cat carrier was quite comfortable.
It meowed and snuggled with Juanzi to sleep.
An Nuan was exhausted after a day of shopping and returned home.
She opened six cans of food for the two cats. As she opened the cat carrier, Juanzi suddenly jumped out, looking back at her a few steps away, leading his little wife to the cat food.
"Ungrateful little thing, you forgot your mother as soon as you got a wife!"
An Nuan squatted on the floor, watching them. Was it an illusion, or did Daizi seem a bit bigger than before, and Juanzi's face seemed a bit darker...
An illusion, an illusion. She must be tired from shopping and seeing things.
She lay on the sofa, opened a bottle of cola, and drank carbonated soda while eating barbecue.
She dialed a number and said with a smile, "Hello, is this the butcher shop owner? I need 5,000 tons of pork!"
The supermarket's meat supply wasn't enough.
She knew of several large and reputable farms and butcher shops.
An Nuan ordered 5,000 tons of pork, 2,000 tons of beef, 2,000 tons of lamb, 2,000 tons of chicken, and 2,000 tons of duck.
All to be portioned, cut, and processed, then delivered to the designated warehouse.
A truckload each of duck eggs, preserved eggs, and salted eggs.
Even more exaggerated was the eggs – three truckloads, a staggering 20,000 tons.
With eggs, cheese, cream, shortening, and tart shells were also essential.
Chocolate sauce, peanut butter, and crushed Oreos were also soul food.
She had a professional oven at home, a gift from the contractor during renovation, which she had never used.
This was the perfect time. It would be nice to make some desserts when she was bored in the apocalypse.
Thinking about cooking for herself, An Nuan bought a set of various household small appliances online.
An Nuan then contacted a hotel owner she knew, informed them to take a week off, and turn their services to preparing dishes for her.
Chinese and Western dinners would be prepared and delivered directly, packed.
The butcher shop and hotel owner initially didn't provide such services.
But An Nuan was wealthy and generous!
Offering three times the market price, who would refuse such easy money!
After all this, An Nuan was utterly exhausted.
She collapsed on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep. At ten in the morning, she was woken by her phone.
She settled the two cats and drove to the outskirts.
The items she bought yesterday had been delivered to the warehouse in batches. The person in charge happily directed the unloading, and An Nuan repeatedly paid and received the goods into her spatial storage.
She repeated this process seven or eight times a day, her clothes soaked with sweat.
Her hair was dripping wet.
But seeing her gradually expanding space, An Nuan was overjoyed!
"I'm from next door..."
An Nuan thought it was a delivery person and casually answered the call.
"Sister, why haven't you replied to my WeChat? I'm dying of anxiety!"
An Nuan's eyes narrowed into slits, and a cold murderous aura emanated from her gaze.
She would never forget this sweet voice.
An Tianxin!
That venomous slut!