In this post-apocalyptic world, I unexpectedly became a star galaxy master.

The coal mine owner was a bit confused.

What does "try it out on the spot" mean? He didn't understand what Hongtang meant. It wasn't until she pointed to a charcoal stove lying in the corner that he understood.

"Okay." The coal mine owner was also encountering this kind of novelty for the first time, and he patiently instructed his people to do so.

They were all good coal, and the results naturally met Hongtang's requirements; it's just that she didn't know their value.

They also ordered 500 tons each of anthracite No. 01 and No. 13.

A total of 2000 tons of the three types of coal were purchased for 350 million yuan. 10 yuan had been paid previously, and another 340 million yuan still needs to be paid.

The coal mine owner chuckled, "The total payment is 340 million. I'll bag everything for you, right? It'll be finished tonight. When are you coming to pick it up?" After quickly quoting the price, the coal mine owner took out his phone to receive payment. He looked as if he was afraid Hongtang would regret it if he hesitated even a second.

"I'll arrange for someone to come and pick up the goods tomorrow morning. Once you've all loaded them up, just put them over there." Hongtang pointed to a low wall.

340 million? Hong Tang smiled slightly, but cursed inwardly.

She now has a total of 305 million yuan left. She paid 300 million yuan to the coal mine owner first, and will pay the remaining 40 yuan when she picks up the goods.

She planned to pay the 40 yuan with gold bars.

从9栋别墅得来的金条每块有1000克，现在黄金每克至少500元，一块金条就是50万元。她只需要付1块金条，还能从煤老板那里套现10万元。

“Okay, 2000 tons, 100 jin per bag. We need to bag them. I’ll arrange for 40 workers to do it together. Each type of coal will be packed in a different bag, so it will be more convenient to use later.”

"I need to watch over things while you're bagging them. Also, give me those three coal stoves; I can't buy any more." Once all the coal was bagged by evening, she took them away.

The coal mine owner said, "...Alright, do as you please. The furnace is yours. But I have other things to do and can't stay here to supervise." This young girl was quite wary; she was afraid he would try to switch things out.

So, Hongtang spent the whole day at the coal plant watching the workers pack the coal into bags.

After noon, the weather became even hotter, reaching 53°C. The sweltering heat was enough to kill a person instantly, and the workers complained incessantly, becoming increasingly reluctant to work. Hongtang, ever the considerate one, bought everyone chilled watermelon, iced drinks, and lunch, but these were actually taken from her own space.

Because they were fed, the workers had to work even harder. Finally, at 9 p.m., all 2000 tons of coal were bagged.

During this time, Hongtang also secretly collected some items from the space. Her intention was not to take advantage of the situation, but simply to collect some goods in advance to save time at night.

However, the workers had taken advantage of her kindness and worked very diligently. When they counted the bags, they found that some were missing and made up for them.

So, by a twist of fate, Hongtang ended up with an extra 300 bags of Taixi coal and 500 bags of anthracite 13 seeds.

After finishing their work, the workers left one after another. "Young lady, the coal is all loaded, we're about to go home. Come back tomorrow. You've been busy all day, and you'll get a tan, which will make it harder to find a partner."

The workers who hadn't left yet joined in the laughter. Hongtang knew they meant no harm, and said good-naturedly, "I'm leaving soon too. I need to find something to take those three coal stoves with me; your boss promised to give them to me."

Once most of the workers had left, Hongtang, under the cover of night, stored the coal bags and stove into her spatial storage. She then left the coal mine with the last group of workers.

After a long day, Hongtang found a budget hotel, had a simple dinner, let Ha Ge out to play for a while, and then drifted off to sleep contentedly.

However, some people couldn't sleep that night.

This man was a coal mine owner. After having a good meal and drinks with a group of friends, and preparing to move on to the next battle, he received a call from a powerful figure with earth-shattering news: a global cold wave was about to hit, and he was instructed to cancel all his current orders and stockpile as much coal as possible.

The coal mine owner was somewhat skeptical. It was only June, and with such high temperatures, how could a cold wave possibly arrive? It wouldn't come until October. However, he had been cooperating with this important figure for many years, and the information the man provided had never been wrong. Besides, the man was reliable; he just needed to get paid to do the work.

The problem is that the important person specifically requested those Taixi coals, saying they were very useful. If this matter is messed up, he'll be in deep trouble.

The coal mine owner frowned; it seemed he had no choice but to break his promise to the young girl. He'd just make up for it with other coal tomorrow; after all, she wouldn't know anything about coal.

I rushed to the coal yard in the middle of the night, only to find that all the goods the workers had been loading all day were gone.

"Go find people immediately! Send out all available personnel; we must find that batch of coal!"

The coal mine owner was furious. Such a large quantity of goods had vanished right under his nose—it was a slap in the face! He never imagined that his life of hunting would end so abruptly.

He went so far as to gouge out his own eyes if there wasn't a mole in this whole affair!

The sharp, fierce gaze swept across the crowd. The old gatekeeper, trembling with fear at the angry boss's presence, quietly retreated to the back of the crowd.

"I never expected it, Old Li, that the mole was you..."

Old Li, who had been kicked to the ground, was speechless. "What do you mean by 'traitor'? I just needed to pee."

Hongtang, who slept soundly all night, had no idea that someone had taken the blame for him.

Even if I knew, I wouldn't care.

She hadn't failed to pay for the coal; she would deliver the rest of the gold in the morning. But when she checked out and noticed someone at the hotel questioning whether a woman surnamed Tang had stayed there, she became wary.

When she used to travel for work, she would always refer to herself as "Tang" because if she said her surname was "Hong," the other person would call her "Xiao Hong," which she found too old-fashioned!

Yesterday she told the coal mine owner that her surname was "Tang", but the surname Tang is not common, and most people think it is the Tang from the Tang Dynasty.

Could it be that the coal mine owner discovered that a huge pile of coal had vanished into thin air, and that he had absconded without paying the final payment, so he was arrested? Judging from the coal mine owner's demeanor yesterday, he didn't seem like that stingy person; perhaps I'm just overthinking it.

After disguising herself slightly, Hongtang returned to the coal mine from yesterday and had someone pretend to buy coal to find out what was going on inside.

If I've misunderstood, I'll settle the remaining payment with them. If there's something fishy going on, I'll run away as soon as possible.

After asking around, they learned that the coal mine had stopped selling coal and was now buying large quantities more. Hongtang knew then that something serious must have happened.

Perhaps some people knew that September would bring extreme cold, so they started stockpiling coal? Luckily, I sold a batch yesterday, otherwise she really wouldn't have anywhere to buy it.

Hongtang never considered the possibility of Taixi Coal.

Who cares? If we don't run now, when will we?

Find a secluded spot, take out your five-inch minivan, drive out of a city, fill it up at a gas station, then find a place to drain the fuel, and then fill it up again at a gas station.

They continued refueling and pumping oil repeatedly until they filled ten 40-liter iron oil drums before stopping, then took a high-speed train back to Yangcheng.

She had ordered the metal oil drums online beforehand; they cost 45 yuan each, and she bought 200. She had kept these drums as spares after buying some oil from the rich kid, and she never expected them to come in handy today.

Furthermore, the coal mine owner's actions made her suddenly realize that others might also be hoarding supplies in preparation for the "apocalypse." Therefore, future "zero-dollar purchases" might not be so smooth.

Therefore, we must do everything we can to continue stockpiling supplies now!