Apocalyptic Hoarding Diary

The packaging was intact, with the name and image of the wine printed on the cardboard box, and the packaging clearly indicated it was a legitimate product.

He stared at her for a while, then looked up at Xu Xiaoyan.

"May I open the box and see the liquor inside?" he asked, his voice lower than before.

Xu Xiaoyan nodded.

The craftsman took a small knife out of his pocket, carefully cut open the sealing tape, and then gently opened the lid of the cardboard box.

Inside, six bottles of baijiu were neatly stacked, the bottles intact, the labels clear, and the liquor clear, gleaming faintly in the dim light.

The seal was intact, and the anti-counterfeiting labels were neatly affixed. It was clearly a genuine product that hadn't been tampered with, and the craftsman's breathing quickened considerably.

He stared at the six bottles of wine, his eyes lighting up. Xu Xiaoyan noticed his hand tremble slightly, then he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Six bottles of baijiu..." he began, his voice still a little unsteady, "and I'll replace the four wheels of this car with the most wear-resistant and non-slip ones, the military grade kind, so you won't have to worry about driving on even the worst roads."

He paused, then pointed to the car window, "I'll replace the glass windows with bulletproof ones, not the ordinary thickened glass, but the kind that can actually stop bullets."

He patted the car body again and said, "If it's sheet metal, I'll add another layer of steel plate for you. You can't see it from the outside, but there's an extra layer inside, so ordinary things can't penetrate it."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Xu Xiaoyan and waited for her to nod.

Xu Xiaoyan thought for a moment and asked, "Can a solar panel be installed on top of the cargo box?"

The master was stunned. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back and shook his head.

"This case of liquor can only help reinforce these three things," he said, a hint of regret in his voice. "Solar panels are a different matter; those are expensive, and you..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear: one case of wine wasn't enough.

Xu Xiaoyan was silent for two seconds.

"What about adding those three bottles of liquor you have?" she asked.

The master's eyes widened in surprise.

He stared at Xu Xiaoyan, as if trying to confirm whether she was serious. Xu Xiaoyan looked at him expressionlessly, waiting for his answer.

"Sure!" the technician blurted out, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement. "If it's three bottles, I'll install the solar panels for you!"

I happen to have one in my warehouse. It's not big, but it's enough for your car. Once it's installed, it can travel dozens of kilometers more if there's sunshine."

He paused, then added, "But I must say, although the solar panels are second-hand, they are fully functional, and I guarantee they will work."

Xu Xiaoyan nodded.

"Then you can modify it first," she said. "I'll go back and get the wine."

The craftsman paused for a moment, then asked, "Start making changes now?"

"Of course, I want to start right away. I really need it urgently," Xu Xiaoyan said. "By the way, when can I come pick up the car?"

The driver thought for a moment, glanced at the cars lined up outside, then at the case of liquor in his hand, and gritted his teeth.

"Tomorrow morning," he said, "I'll expedite it for you and get it done before 7 a.m. tomorrow."

She nodded, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly remembered something and turned back.

"Master," she said, "those people queuing outside, are they all here to modify their cars?"

The master paused for a moment, then gave a wry smile.

"You have a sharp eye, girl," he said, lowering his voice. "To be honest, there's been a sudden surge in people coming in for modifications these past few days."

Some were having their tires changed, some were having steel plates added, and some were having hidden compartments installed. They wouldn't say anything when asked, but everyone knew something was definitely wrong.

He paused, looking at Xu Xiaoyan. "Is this your last remaining stock of wine?"

Xu Xiaoyan didn't answer, she just smiled and turned to leave.

Behind her, the master looked at her back, shook his head, then looked down at the case of wine in his hand, and his eyes lit up again.

He carefully carried the liquor case into the store, placed it in the innermost cabinet, locked it, then came out, looked at the small truck, rolled up his sleeves, and started working.

As the people queuing outside watched him drive Xu Xiaoyan's car into the store, one of them shouted in annoyance, "Hey, we were here first!"

Without turning his head, the driver shouted, "What's the rush! They're charging extra!"

The man fell silent.

As Xu Xiaoyan walked, she took out her phone, swiped her finger across the screen a few times, found Lao Zhou's private message, and dialed it using the internal contact method of the black market website.

The phone rang twice before I answered.

"Xiao Yan?" Old Zhou's voice came through the phone; the background noise suggested he was outside. "What's up?"

Without wasting any words, Xu Xiaoyan said directly, "Brother Zhou, could you keep an eye out for anyone selling a large-capacity battery box? I need one."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone.

"A battery box?" Old Zhou repeated, a hint of surprise in his voice. "These things are selling quite well right now. You want to buy one too?"

Xu Xiaoyan didn't explain, only saying, "It's useful, ask around for me."

Old Zhou didn't ask any more questions. After spending more than half a year together, he knew Xu Xiaoyan's personality. If she didn't want to talk about it, asking wouldn't make a difference.

"Okay," he said. "Several people have been looking to buy this recently. Wait a minute, I'll ask them for you."

He paused, then added, "But I estimate the price won't be cheap. There have been many inquiries these past two days, but few shipments, so the price has risen sharply."

Xu Xiaoyan was already mentally prepared.

She thought for a moment and said, "I'll give you 2500 points, plus a 100-point handling fee. Anything more expensive is fine. The deadline is tonight at 12 o'clock."

The number 2500 points was derived from her current savings; she barely had 2600 points left in her account.

I'll spend 2,500 to buy the battery box, and use the remaining 100 to pay Lao Zhou's handling fee. That's it.

Upon hearing the number, Lao Zhou's tone immediately changed on the other end of the phone.

"2500?" he said. "That price isn't a problem! I'll contact them for you right away!"

Xu Xiaoyan could hear the excitement in his voice. Indeed, it was worth it to run an errand and make a phone call.

"Okay," she said. "Call me if you have any news."

After hanging up the phone, she continued walking.

Once the deal is finalized with Lao Zhou, the 2,500 yuan will be spent, and after deducting the handling fees, it will be almost gone.

Since she was leaving the dungeon tomorrow anyway, spending all her money was the only logical thing to do! With that thought, she quickened her pace.

Just five minutes later, her phone displayed a voice message.

She clicked on it immediately.

"Xiao Yan," Lao Zhou's voice came through, tinged with excitement, "I found it for you! A friend of mine happens to have a large battery box, practically brand new."

I bought it less than a month ago and it's been sitting unused. He asked for 2600, but I'll help you get it down to 2500. How about that?

Xu Xiaoyan was secretly delighted.

"Okay," she said. "Where shall we make the transaction?"

"I gave him your contact information," Lao Zhou said. "He'll add you on the website in a bit, and you two can arrange a place to meet. By the way, he's in a hurry to make the move, saying the sooner the better."

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