Getting Rich is Hard? My Supermarket Connects Time! - Chapter 013

Getting Rich is Hard? My Supermarket Connects Time!
Chapter 013 – Alcohol and medicine (1)

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“These are all I have for now. If it’s not enough, I’ll bring more next time.”

“Okay.” Xiao Yingchun was straightforward too. After checking the goods, she agreed right away.

Both sides quietly avoided the topic of price.

Xiao Yingchun because she didn’t know the market price; Fu Chen’an because he understood how precious medicine was during wartime.

Medicine in wartime meant lives— as long as it could be acquired, no matter the cost, it was worth it.

At first, Xiao Yingchun wanted to buy bottled medical alcohol.

But for a ten-thousand-man army going to war, how much alcohol would she need to prepare?

After asking a few pharmacies, their tone became suspicious, “Why do you need so much alcohol? If you’re doing anything illegal, that’s not okay!”

This stuff wasn’t just for disinfection— it could also be used to start fires.

Xiao Yingchun: “…”

Forget it— isn’t alcohol all made from liquor?

She directly called Uncle Wu, the owner of a nearby distillery.

Uncle Wu had been making liquor in a village within the city for over twenty years. Because his liquor was known for its authenticity and purity, he had many regular customers and sold it at a cheap price.

When he heard that Xiao Yingchun wanted the strongest liquor, he lit up with joy, “This is double-distilled liquor*, 60% ABV*. It’s 15 yuan per jin. If you want a large amount, I’ll give it to you for 10 yuan.”

*Double-distilled liquor: The liquor has gone through the distillation process twice, which usually results in a purer, stronger, and smoother spirit.
*60% ABV: “ABV” stands for Alcohol by Volume, so 60% ABV means the liquid is 60% pure alcohol, which is very strong

Because of the high alcohol content, it hadn’t sold well and had been sitting for almost a year.

“Great, I’ll take it,” Xiao Yingchun agreed without hesitation.

Uncle Wu asked how much she wanted, and Xiao Yingchun asked how much he had.

Uncle Wu gasped.

In the end, Uncle Wu delivered 300 jin of double-distilled liquor to Xiao Yingchun’s shop by tricycle and took away 3,000 yuan.

With the alcohol problem solved, Xiao Yingchun then went to Meituan* to buy Yunnan Baiyao hemostatic powder, aerosol sprays, wound closure dressings…

-Yunnan Baiyao hemostatic powder

*Meituan (美团) is a major Chinese shopping platform for locally found consumer products and retail services.

Oh right, she also needed anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medicines.

Ibuprofen — 100 pills per bottle, ordered 100 bottles first.

Penicillin V Potassium tablets — picked the cheapest brand, ordered 100 boxes.

Also: band-aids, alcohol-free disinfecting hand gel…

Once she was done, she roughly totaled the cost — about 50,000 yuan.

That would do for now.

Just as she finished placing the order on Meituan, Uncle Liang’s next shipment arrived.

Seeing the warehouse, which had been full earlier, now completely empty again, Uncle Liang was surprised, “Little Chun, you already handed over the previous batch?”

Xiao Yingchun grinned and nodded: “Yep, the customer paid, so I let him take it.”

Uncle Liang thought for a moment and said directly, “We’ve known each other for so many years. Why don’t you just let me help deliver the goods? That way, you won’t have to go through the trouble again.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t say a word I shouldn’t.”

What he meant was that he wouldn’t expose anything or go behind Xiao Yingchun’s back to steal the business.

Xiao Yingchun smiled and politely declined, “Uncle Liang, I trust you. I know you mean well and want to make things easier for me.”

“But this customer is rather picky and insists on picking it up himself, so you don’t need to worry.”

Uncle Liang thought she still didn’t trust him, and after thinking it through, he understood.

For a small shop, a deal worth hundreds of thousands was equivalent to a year’s sales—how could she let someone else get involved?

The young lady was right to be cautious.

He comforted himself, then efficiently unloaded the goods, settled the payment, and left.

Before leaving, Uncle Liang once again brought up the issue of Ge Chunyu’s credit purchases.

“I told those supplier shop owners. They said they’ll come find you tonight to discuss how to handle it. Maybe you should get ready in advance?”

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