In a year of natural disasters, the young woman had billions of resources to build a paradise.

Manager Wu's expression was strange. "Her life is not in danger."

"I'll go see her directly tomorrow."

Jiang Mianmian chuckled, guessing that Jiang Ranran must have soiled the bed. "But I'll have to trouble Manager Wu to find a maid to wash it for her, otherwise she'll get my rented car dirty and I'll have to pay for it later."

Shopkeeper Wu asked in surprise, "You're taking her away?"

"Don't worry, I'll take her back to the Jiang family for a visit, and then I'll bring her back to you."

Jiang Mianmian took things out of her backpack. "These are ten packs of compressed biscuits and five bottles of Jiuzhen powder. They'll cover the cost of two shared rooms."

She does have money, but given the current special circumstances, she prefers to give it to things that will be of great use in the future.

Besides, Manager Wu can't just die so easily; he still needs to keep an eye on Jiang Ranran for me.

"Nine Treasures Powder?"

Shopkeeper Wu eagerly opened a bottle, exclaiming, "This flavor... is even stronger than Eight Treasures Powder!"

"Still, don't add seafood; other dishes only need a little bit."

Jiang Mianmian asked with a smile, "Is that enough to cover the room fee?"

Dormitory rooms are already quite cheap, so these people are definitely wealthy.

Shopkeeper Wu nodded repeatedly, then chuckled, "That's right, do you still have that simplified version of hot pot, miss?"

"Yes, I do. How many do you want, shopkeeper? And what price are you willing to offer?"

Jiang Mianmian understood, "You didn't steal Qingrui's bags, did you?"

Qingrui is gentle and timid; she might just hand over those things if she's scared.

Seeing her face darken slightly, Manager Wu quickly shook his head, "I wouldn't dare! I've been waiting for you to come back, wanting to buy from you."

Ever since Jiang Mianmian hit Jiang Ranran and gave Qingrui gifts, everyone in Ruyi Tower knows that the two sisters don't get along.

Jiang Ranran was treated like dirt; no one paid her any attention, even if she screamed until her voice was hoarse. They just sent her three bowls of thin porridge every day to keep her from dying. But as for Qingrui, no one dared to mess with her anymore.

"Da da."

Jiang Mianmian tapped the table. "Name your price."

Manager Wu held up five fingers. "I want a hundred bags, do you have any?"

He dared not provoke Qingrui, but Qingrui was sensible and gave him a bag of these treats. Such novelties—how could he wait until he was on the run to satisfy his craving? He immediately opened a bag and tried them.

The numbing and spicy taste makes my mouth water just thinking about it. Even if the master doesn't eat it, it's always good to have extra on hand!

"Five taels?"

Jiang Mianmian asked in return.

"Are you kidding me? Five hundred coins!"

After blurting it out, Manager Wu shrank back, afraid that she might suddenly hit him.

He said with a bitter face, "I know there is beef there, and I know it tastes good, but five taels is too expensive. How about I raise the price to six hundred coins?"

Jiang Mianmian shook her head. "I only have a hundred bags in total. If the price is right, I can give you fifty bags, but your offer is too low. If a natural disaster comes, wouldn't it be better for me to keep them for myself?"

"Ah, this."

Shopkeeper Wu was in a dilemma; the price was high and the quantity was limited, but he really wanted it!

He tentatively raised the price again, "How about one or two ounces? Any more expensive, I might as well buy the meat and ingredients myself and cook it."

"Then go ahead and see if you can make it taste the same?"

The chair was spacious, and Jiang Mianmian leaned back, looking at him leisurely. "Manager Wu, the most valuable thing about this isn't its flavor, but its shelf life. In two months, let alone five taels, people will be fighting to buy it from me for fifty taels. Do you believe me?"

When food runs out, we'll eat dirt, tree bark, and grass leaves. But if we can have a hot pot of beef stew, people from all around will rush over to grab it!

However, those who can afford beef hot pot won't easily have it taken away by others.

Shopkeeper Wu glanced at the torrential rain outside, pondered for a moment, and then quickly spoke again, "I can take good care of Jiang Ranran for you. Sell her to me cheaply, for two taels!"

The word 'take care of' was deliberately emphasized.

"Oh? How do you plan to take care of her?"

Jiang Mianmian became interested. "I don't intend to kill her."

She did have that intention, but she didn't expect Manager Wu to be so shrewd as to bring it up himself!

"She's proud and arrogant; if I were to feign concern..."

Manager Wu lowered his voice.

This idea coincided with Jiang Mianmian's, and she smiled and said, "Then it's settled. Fifty bags of hot pot, we'll send them back with Jiang Ranran in a few days."

After a deal was struck, the rats finished washing up and looked refreshed.

They were all vainly twisting and turning around in the room.

Jiang Mianmian was infected and in a great mood. She gave them a few instructions and then went back to her room.

Seeing that Li Mu had fainted, she ignored him and lay down to sleep fully clothed.

They slept until noon the next day, when the mice woke up and were helping Manager Wu with his work.

Manager Wu was in a dilemma. "You've already paid the rent, but these kids still won't work. They insist on working to pay for it and want me to return your things. Those things are much more precious than silver, and I can't bear to part with them."

“You’ve put in a lot of effort, but I’ve already completed the transaction with Manager Wu, so I can’t easily change it. That’s called the spirit of a contract.”

Jiang Mianmian beckoned the rats and the others over, "If you're shy, just do your best later."

The mice all nodded.

Manager Wu then treated everyone to lunch, saying, "Consider it my way of thanking you for your hard work this morning."

Large steamed buns with radish and pork, and thick millet porridge.

Delicious, piping hot, and plenty to go.

The rats ate until they were stuffed, and without resting for long, they went to bring Li Mu and Jiang Ranran out.

Jiang Ranran had already washed up, but there was still a faint smell of feces on her body.

As everyone moved away, she felt even more embarrassed.

He glared at Jiang Mianmian with eyes full of hatred, "Where are you taking me?"

"I'll take you home, have you forgotten?"

Jiang Mianmian pointed at Li Mu, "And him too. Isn't Li Shi's favorite brother? I want to see who she chooses to treat first, hahaha."

She laughed heartily, her eyes full of anticipation.

With a wave of his hand, everyone bid farewell to Manager Wu and hurried out.

When they opened the back door, they found several circles of people gathered outside.

Men, women, and children stood in the heavy rain, whispering and discussing the car.

One of the men couldn't resist going up and touching it.

"Beep beep beep! Warning, please leave immediately!"

A loud alarm blared, repeating the same message repeatedly: "Please leave immediately!"

The crowd dispersed with a whoosh.

"What the hell is that?! It scared the hell out of me!"

"Waaah, this is so scary! Daddy, I want to go home! I don't want to see monsters!"

Jiang Mianmian calmly pressed the car key.

"Beep~ Good afternoon, Master. The air conditioning and humidifier have been turned on, and the temperature inside the car is comfortable."

"Beep~ We have detected that all passengers who traveled yesterday are under ten years old. We have selected age-appropriate children's songs to play."

"Beep~ The car water bar has prepared cold drinks and warm water for you. If you need anything else, please feel free to talk to me."