Getting Rich is Hard? My Supermarket Connects Time! - Chapter 001

Getting Rich is Hard? My Supermarket Connects Time!
Chapter 001 – The ghost who buys biscuits with silver ingot (1)

Translator : Virichime
Editor : Chu
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“Hello! Welcome~”

In the old district of Huangshan City, a small shop named Yingchun Supermarket, the duck-shaped door sensor chirped to alert that a customer had arrived.

“Look around as you like. Bring it here to check out once you’ve chosen.”

Xiao Yingchun listlessly shouted from behind the counter.

The man, while browsing, blocked Xiao Yingchun’s view, prompting her to raise her head and take a good look at him.

Then she couldn’t help but stand up, her face full of surprise, “Are you… filming a drama?”

Fu Chen’an didn’t understand what “filming” meant, his face full of confusion.

His eyes met Xiao Yingchun, then he quickly turned his head away, the tips of his ears under the helmet slightly red.

This woman was indeed pretty, but her outfit was strange and revealing.

Fair arms and legs, neck, chest — large patches of skin were exposed, and even the outline of her chest area was noticeable…

He then looked around the shop — it was very strange as well.

The images on the items on the shelves were vivid and lifelike — even the best painters couldn’t possibly achieve such detailed realism.

He had never seen nor heard of anything like this!

Fu Chen’an was filled with suspicion. In a city destroyed by war, he had found an alley that was relatively intact.

But upon entering, he realized it was a dead end— with only this one completely unfamiliar shop inside.

Something was wrong.

Fu Chen’an turned his head again to observe the oddly dressed woman in front of him. The look in her eyes was full of curiosity and friendly.

He was a good judge of character and could tell at a glance that she had no hidden motives— whatever she felt was clearly written on her face.

Xiao Yingchun looked at him curiously. This man was tall and sturdy, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His features were handsome and sharply defined, as if carved by a knife.

He had a topknot on his head, wore thick, shiny armor, and held a long spear in his hand. He must be filming a scene.

And it was midsummer! She was wearing a T-shirt and shorts and still needed to gnaw on popsicles from time to time while sitting in an air-conditioned room. He was working like a madman and wasn’t afraid of getting heatstroke?

-popsicle

Respect! Total respect!

“I’m not filming,” Fu Chen’an denied.

Filming was a name*?

*This is Fu Chen’an’s inner thought. He thinks “filming” is a person’s name or some unknown thing, not the act of acting in a drama or movie.

Xiao Yingchun held her forehead, forget it, all kinds of people exist these days. Making money is most important.

“Hello, is there anything you’d like to buy?”

Fu Chen’an tentatively asked, “Do you have any food that can fill the stomach?”

Xiao Yingchun was stunned. That row of instant noodles, snacks, little bread rolls… weren’t those foods?

Well, considering how strong he looked, he probably didn’t find them filling.

Xiao Yingchun smacked her forehead and pulled out two boxes from under the counter— full of compressed biscuits that had been sitting at the bottom of the storage. Couldn’t sell them.

These things were filling, didn’t take up space, and most importantly, were high in calories.

Xiao Yingchun held the compressed biscuits and pointed to the instructions, “Here— military compressed rations, very filling. One piece equals one meal. Two pieces per pack. Not expired, take a look.”

-compressed biscuits

Fu Chen’an took it. He didn’t recognize simplified Chinese.

But he could understand her words. He was full of curiosity. Such a small pack could equal two meals?

“How much is it?”

“Ten yuan a pack.”

Ten yuan?

Ten copper coins? That’s very affordable!

Fu Chen’an had never seen this kind of thing. He thought for a moment. “Can I open it and see?”

Of course not!

But seeing how handsome and dedicated he looked, Xiao Yingchun changed her words at the last second, “Sure.”

Fu Chen’an kept flipping and tugging at the packaging.

Xiao Yingchun was dumbfounded. Could he be a fool, not even knowing what compressed biscuits were?
 

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