After relying on the motherland, my supermarket has become more and more prosperous.

Because of the system's intervention, Jiang Wanwan couldn't continue her confession halfway through.

Mr. Hu fell into deep thought after hearing the crucial news "from 89 years later".

As for Jiang Wanwan, she was racking her brain, thinking about what useful information could be revealed within the rules of the system?

By the way, after 1960, there was quite a lot of information that could be revealed.

But now the Anti-Japanese War has not yet broken out in full swing, and the Japanese devils and other invaders have not yet been driven away.

There are still 14 years before the founding of New China!

If we reveal some of the things that will happen 25 years later in advance, will it distract Mr. Hu from his current energy?

For a moment, Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but fall into a dilemma and kept struggling.

Suddenly, an unclear voice interrupted the silence in the supermarket.

"smell good!"

Jiang Wanwan looked in the direction of the voice and saw Xu Wenzhao sleeping soundly on the cash register, mumbling in a daze with his nose raised.

Above his head was the self-heating rice prepared for Mr. Hu.

The rice inside must have been cooked. The fragrance emanated from the gaps and actually woke up Xu Wenzhao from his sleep.

Now, Jiang Wanwan no longer cared about the problem that she was worried about just now.

He quickly took the slightly hot braised egg from the lid of the self-heating rice and carefully tore open the package to prevent the juice from splashing onto his clothes.

Then he handed it to Mr. Hu and said, "This is a braised egg. Eat it while it's hot!"

Think about everything after you’ve eaten!

Mr. Hu obviously agreed with this point of view. He thanked him and took the braised egg and started eating.

Then, Jiang Wanwan took the heated self-heating rice, carefully opened the lid and said, "This rice is ready to eat."

A rich aroma emanates as the lid is opened.

Now, Xu Wenzhao finally woke up.

He just looked up, glanced at Jiang Wanwan, then at Hu Gong, and asked hurriedly.

"Mr. Hu, when did you wake up? Has the fever subsided?"

"I just woke up and I'm well now!" Mr. Hu answered after swallowing the braised egg in his mouth, and then he picked up the self-heating rice.

Xu Wenzhao's eyes were immediately attracted by the self-heating rice that exuded an enticing aroma, and he couldn't move.

He subconsciously asked, "What time is it now?"

"Seven forty!" Jiang Wanwan took out her cell phone, took a look at it, and replied.

Xu Wenzhao stood up in shock and blurted out, "What? It's so late?"

"Everyone went to bed late yesterday, so it's okay to get up a few minutes later!" Mr. Hu comforted.

Xu Wenzhao had no time to respond to Hu Gong's words. The moment he stood up, he felt something sliding down his shoulder.

He couldn't help but look down at the ground, and then he saw the quilt that had fallen to the ground. He couldn't help but ask in surprise: "What is..."

"This is the quilt in my room. I saw you sleeping here yesterday. I was afraid you would catch a cold, so I covered you with it." Jiang Wanwan explained.

Then he walked over and picked up the quilt that had fallen on the ground.

Seeing this, Xu Wenzhao quickly squatted down to help and said with some excitement.

"Miss Jiang, there's no need to do this. You gave it to me to cover. What are you covering yourself?"

"It's okay, I still have a quilt in my room!" Jiang Wanwan told a harmless little lie.

Otherwise, Xu Wenzhao would definitely blame himself to death.

Even so, Xu Wenzhao still said: "Then you don't have to cover me with a blanket. I'm covered in mud and will dirty the blanket."

"It's okay, just wash it!"

After Jiang Wanwan finished speaking, she didn't give Xu Wenzhao a chance to speak, turned around and carried the quilt to the room.

When she came out again, she saw Xu Wenzhao was full of energy and started to call the Red Army soldiers to get up.

Now, the sky outside the supermarket is already bright, and it is indeed time to get up.

Jiang Wanwan returned to the cashier counter and began to take out various supplies, all of which the Red Army would need after getting up.

Mr. Hu was standing by and eating, and suddenly asked when he saw this.

"Ms. Jiang, you said before that I can only stay here for 24 hours, right?"

Jiang Wanwan didn't quite understand why Mr. Hu asked this question, but she still answered it seriously.

"Yes, at midnight tonight, I and this entire store will disappear from here!"

Hu Gong asked again, "After you disappeared, did you travel to another place? Is it possible for us to meet you again in the future?"

"I did travel to another place, but I can't guarantee the exact time and place, so I'm not sure whether we can meet again." Jiang Wanwan answered seriously.

Speaking of this, I think of the separation that will happen soon, which may be forever.

Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but reveal a hint of loneliness on her face.

But Mr. Hu said calmly, "That means there's still a chance of encountering him."

"Then could you please, Miss Jiang, deduct the required amount from my account when I purchase all the goods next time?"

"Ah?" Jiang Wanwan looked puzzled and didn't react for a moment to the other party's purpose of making such a request.

Then, Mr. Hu explained softly, "These warriors have limited resources. If they use them all up at once, they won't be able to buy life-saving supplies if they're lucky enough to run into Miss Jiang in the future."

Oh, so this is what Mr. Hu meant. He really thinks long-term!

But this kind of thing is not impossible to happen.

The system previously stated that the interval between two time nodes would not exceed ten years.

And within ten years, most of these Red Army soldiers should still be alive, right?

Although the places you travel through are random, what if you meet him by chance?

The national destiny factor will disappear after the transaction. The same person will not have the national destiny factor again at different time points.

As for Hu Gong, he would not have such worries.

After all, the national fortune he has cannot be spent completely in one or two times.

Thinking this way, Jiang Wanwan agreed with Mr. Hu's point of view and nodded, "Okay!"

In this way, after the two of them quietly reached an agreement, Mr. Hu turned his attention back to the delicious meal in his hands.

As for Jiang Wanwan, after taking out enough food to form a wall in front of the cashier counter, she then took out enough mineral water.

He also found the iron pot he used to boil water last night, and planned to use his supernatural powers that had long since recovered to boil some hot water for the Red Army soldiers.