Do you also want to adopt Doro?

The supermarket upstairs is neither too big nor too small, but it has all the necessary goods.

Huang Musong first went to get some frozen goods that were easier to store.

Living in a suburban town, if you get hungry in the middle of the night, there are almost no takeout options available. Barbecue orders often start at 100 yuan, so I keep some frozen food on hand to cook at home, just in case.

The frozen goods totaled several tens of yuan.

There's still a full 100 yuan left for Duoluo to spend!

but...

From the moment I stepped into the supermarket,

Doro then became confused, like a silly child.

Because it has never been to a large supermarket! (Except for convenience stores)

Even the ingredients for making the spicy chicken noodles were purchased by Dorothy from the supermarket.

Now, upon entering the supermarket, rows and rows of enormous shelves are filled with goods, and the dazzling array of food makes Doraemon's brain shut down.

Until someone (Huang Musong) led me to the snack area,

Doraemon finally came to his senses.

Head held high...

Its eyes scanned haphazardly at every snack within sight.

The variety of snacks and drinks was overwhelming; I had never seen them before, and I couldn't read the words on the packaging.

This made Doraemon even more confused.

Standing beside people,

Doro scratched his temple with his little hand.

Those big, bright eyes stared intently at the wall-like shelves.

"Human~"

Doro spoke softly, but hesitated before she could finish.

Huang Musong hadn't realized that he was unfamiliar with various types of snacks.

Mistaking Doraemon for being worried about spending more money, he waved his hand and generously reassured him, "You can buy whatever you want, pick whatever you like! My friend just gave me this shopping card, so we don't have to spend our own money to buy anything today."

"Well... the prerequisite is that the spending is within 100 yuan."

"One hundred yuan, buy whatever you want, take whatever you like."

He gently stroked Doro's head.

After hesitating for a long time, Huang Musong only added two sentences without explaining the specific concept of shopping cards.

After all, Doraemon is far less intelligent than Dorothy.

Explaining too much is not very effective; it may not understand anyway.

I learned that I could buy it for under 100 yuan.

The overwhelming surprise overshadowed Doraemon's curiosity about snacks.

I didn't have time to figure out what kinds of snacks there were.

It resolutely walked towards the beverage area in front.

"A huge bucket..."

"Two large buckets..."

"Three large buckets..."

Soon, the cart was filled with drinks, and Doro neatly arranged the 2-liter bottles of "fat otaku happy water".

The Coke bottles in the bicycle basket stood tall and proud, like a line of imperial guards, exuding an unyielding and imposing aura.

Until the basket couldn't hold any more,

Doro's round belly kept rising and falling.

Little hands wiping sweat.

Each breath it took sounded like a bellows.

Huang Musong stood silently behind the cart, watching.

Uh!

What should I say?

It's true that you said you could buy anything, but you can't just buy all Coke. Aside from the fact that sugary drinks can cause diabetes, there's the issue of weight—how are you going to bring dozens of kilograms of stuff back to your new place?

Starting from the city center and heading back to the south of the city, it's a journey of nearly 30 kilometers.

Taking a taxi means you're just wasting the money from your shopping card.

then,

For the sake of saving effort,

Huang Musong was a little embarrassed, but tried to persuade him, "Dolo, do you want to buy some snacks? If you want a drink, let's go home and buy it at the nearby supermarket. They sell Coke everywhere."

"Oh? Okay! Actually, I bought them for you, man~." Doro nodded obediently, and after speaking, she put the drinks back one by one.

Heave-ho... Heave-ho...

Doraemon got busy again.

While returning the beverage to its place,

It was panting heavily as it explained, "I think you like drinking Coke, so you want to buy Coke. Besides, you can sell the empty Coke bottles for money, killing two birds with one stone!"

Living with people, you can eat your fill every day.

You can enjoy Oorunji anytime, anywhere!

Doro is very satisfied with his current quality of life.

Having enough to eat and wear,

It really didn't know what else to buy.

Gradually, Huang Musong also realized this through observation.

"You don't actually not recognize what these snacks are, do you?"

"Little Illiterate Doraemon".

Having uncovered the truth, Huang Musong smiled and made a small joke to Duoluo.

Doro wasn't angry at all.

I can't read anyway.

It doesn't consider being labeled as illiterate to be a derogatory term.

After returning the drinks to their place, Doro turned around and scratched the pink hair on his head in embarrassment.

The upper lip is pursed into a ω shape.

When he raises his expression, he exudes a natural wisdom.

Doro looked up, made eye contact with the person, and said, "I really don't know what these are. The packaging is all colorful, the writing looks like earthworms, it's weird."

finished,

It approached the snack shelf, picked up the large bag on the bottom shelf, and held it high.

"Human~"

"Can you tell me what this is?"

Doro shook the original flavor potato chips.

shhhhhh...

The potato chips rustled in the bag, sounding delicious, which piqued Doraemon's curiosity.

"These are fried potato chips."

Huang Musong answered.

If I just say "potato chips," Doraemon might not understand. But "fried potato chips" is simpler, and he'll definitely understand.

"What about this one?"

Doro then picked up another package.

"This is squid roll, um! Squid-flavored fried potato chips."

"That's popcorn, Oreos, jelly..."

As Doro kept holding up various snacks, Huang Musong answered them one by one, patiently and tirelessly.

Until it picked up the squid crisp again,

The repetitive questions made Huang Musong feel a little annoyed.

Perhaps it was because of the heat, but his answer seemed rather perfunctory this time.

Doraemon is particularly good at understanding people's tone of voice.

hey~

It seems people don't like eating fried squid.

Then this is the snack I don't need to buy!

Doro thought to himself...

Next, it picked up the original flavor potato chips again and asked the same question.

Huang Musong's reply became increasingly perfunctory.

A few seconds later, realizing that Doraemon was deliberately holding up the snacks he had asked about before and repeating the question, his patience was about to run out.

Of course, even if one's patience runs out, one wouldn't get angry over trivial matters.

Instead, a long-buried memory suddenly resurfaced in my mind...

It seems like a long, long time ago,

In a shopping mall in my hometown city

There was also someone who, as always, patiently answered my repeated questions.

That kind face had only a few wrinkles.

Huang Musong suddenly remembered his grandmother.

Seven years ago, in the winter of my senior year of high school, my grandmother passed away.

The parents chose to conceal the truth in order to ensure their son performed well in the college entrance examination!

In addition, boarding school students are subject to information isolation.

Huang Musong learned of his grandmother's passing after the college entrance examination was over.

The joy of getting into university

Time will gradually lessen the grief of losing a loved one.

At this moment, recalling the past, Huang Musong's eyes involuntarily welled up with tears.

Before Doraemon noticed,

He quickly looked up, held back his longing, and suppressed it.

For the next few minutes, no matter how many times Duoluo repeated the question, Huang Musong answered patiently as always, just like his grandmother when he was a child.

Finally, I put the items I wanted to buy into the shopping cart one by one.

Huang Musong took Duoluo to pay the bill.

……

During the shopping trip with Huang Musong and Duoluo...

Ren Xin and Li Ying were also talking on the phone at the same time.

Li: "Are you sure which supermarket he negotiated with for the fruit sales channel?"

Ren: "Sister Ying, don't worry. The place I came from only has one supermarket upstairs."

Li: "So how did he reach an agreement?"

Ren: "I... I haven't figured this out yet."

Li: "He sent the electronic contract from Party A half an hour ago. The fruit ordered is July oranges, with a daily supply of 200 jin (100 kg), totaling 3 tons."

Ren: "Three tons? How is that possible!"

Li: "Tsk. You can come back now, you don't need to follow him anymore. You should go back to your university to do business. Thank you for your help today, remember to collect your red envelope."

……

This communication has ended.

Ren Xin hung up the phone, her head buzzing, unable to understand what had happened.

at first,

Li Ying assigned him a small task: to find out the progress of Huang Musong's sales agency.

It's so weird to contract an orange orchard in the summer!

Li Ying felt it was necessary to find out more about Huang Musong.

It just so happens that Ren Xin is a new part-time worker.

I met Huang Musong again.

Li Ying then sent Ren Xin to follow and investigate the situation.

You don't need to do any sales; you can just follow along and get a red envelope worth tens of yuan.

Ren Xin certainly wouldn't refuse!

As for the present moment, although he had earned the money from the red envelope, the actual situation left him completely baffled.

"Will they also produce ripe oranges in July?"

"Strange" and "Curious" instantly dominated Ren Xin's thoughts.

No!

I want to go to the orange grove that Brother Huang contracted and see it for myself...

Just minutes before Huang Musong finished shopping with Duoluo, Ren Xin left first and took a taxi back to Chengnan ahead of time.