110 Chapter 110 See and hear from the small supermarket. (1/2)

In the bedroom where he was sleeping, he called with his cousin Chen Xingyang to discuss the change of packaging. Wu Jun saw that it was just over 7:30.

Going to bed a bit early at this point, and when I was idle, Wu Jun changed into a sports suit and was about to go to the ”Hongdao Gym” to check in and practice for a while.

Pushing the door out and entering the small supermarket, she almost bumped into Xu Fei, who was walking towards the rice noodles and grains area with a bag of rice.

”Why are you so absorbed?” Wu Jun smiled, reached out to take the rice bag from Xu Fei, and turned and walked inside.

”No, it's nothing, I'll be fine with Brother Jun, don't stain your clothes.” Xu Fei chased forward to regain the rice bag. Wu Jun had already stacked the bag on the rice pile.

Looking at the neatly packed pile of rice in the rice noodles and grains area, Wu Jun was shocked.

There are 5 bags on one floor, plus the bag he just put on, and there are exactly 6 layers and 30 bags of rice.

For a while, Sister Xu’s husband, Cui Zhishen, was responsible for delivering goods to the supermarket. One ton was delivered every day. Basically, they could be sold out on the same day, with no bags left.

There was so much left in the price adjustment the first day today. According to Sister Xu, the rice sold was sold before the price adjustment.

At noon, a young man who claimed to be introduced by his niece Xu Fei bought 8 bags and left. As soon as that person left, Wu Jun’s price adjustment message was sent to her mobile phone, and then every afternoon. No bags are sold.

”Where did this bag of rice come from? There is still a return now?” Wu Jun turned around and asked Xu Fei with a puzzled look.

The official rumors have been released, and the rumors have been cleaned up. It is said that there should be no returns at this time.

What's more, a bag of rice for 250 yuan has now risen to 1,000. It has increased several times. It takes such a big advantage to return it without stealing it. What kind of irony is this?

”It's not a return...” Xu Fei whispered, ”Grandma Zhang upstairs just came down to buy rice. It costs 1,000 yuan to hear a bag of rice, and then...”

”Oh.” Wu Jun felt a little uncomfortable when she heard Xu Fei's words.

The grandmother Zhang mentioned by Xu Fei, the one upstairs and downstairs, Wu Jun naturally recognizes.

Grandma Zhang's son and grandson are both firefighters and soldiers. Three years ago, the family was eating. The two of them received a call from the unit. A large shopping mall caught fire. The fire was fierce and needed reinforcements.

The two of them didn't finish a bowl of rice, so they left the door as soon as they put the bowl out. They left without coming back.

The father and mother have been away for more than a year, and the daughter-in-law has gotten better with others. Grandma Zhang did not stop her and let her remarry. She has been living alone for the past two years.

Last year, Grandma Zhang’s 66th birthday, the neighborhood committee organized the neighbors upstairs and downstairs to give it to Grandma Zhang. Wu Jun saw the crowds and gave a big three-tier cake.

Grandma Zhang is old and has no source of income. The pension in Shimen is small, only 1,000 yuan a month, which is just enough for a bag of rice, so naturally she is reluctant to buy it.

”What's the matter, Brother Jun, aren't you going out?” Xu Fei asked him in a daze when she saw Wu Jun.

”Go back later.” After Wu Jun finished speaking, he pulled a bag of rice down from the pile of rice and walked toward the door in his arms.