Apocalyptic Rebirth: With a repairman system space, she rises again.
Chapter 12: Food was life.

Chapter 12: Food was life.

For every purchase that Sunshine made, Hades received a notification because the black card his mother had given her was his.

When he saw her much rice, rice flour and rice snacks she had bought, he almost whistled. It was enough to feed at least ten thousand people for five to six years. And that was if they were only eating rice.

If they were eating other foods along with that rice, it would last then ten to fifteen years. The population she could feed was bigger than ten thousand in fact.

His wife was really serious about this apocalypse business. Hades got his phone and contacted his head of security Dwayne Newsom. He could start with weapons.

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Sunshine went to the wholesale market from the factory. It had a variety of foodstuffs; many vendors and things were cheaper.

The advantage of this wholesale market was that right next door were warehouses which were rented on daily on weekly basis. Many of the vendors stored food stuffs and property in there,

Some, even slept in there on the days when they worked for long hours. She rented two warehouses and ventured into the market.

The very first vendor she met was selling beans. He was an old man that was cooling himself off with a leaf shaped hand fan.

"How much?" She pointed to green beans.

"Three dollars a pound." he answered, getting up and giving her a hopeful smile.

Sunshine looked at all the beans he had. It seemed he had a variety. "I want all the beans you have in the store and the rest of your harvest. I need black beans, kidney beans, pinto beans, cannellini beans, soybeans, cranberry beans, black-eyes peas, Lima beans, Fava beans...all the edible beans you have. How many sacks can you provide?"

The old man looked behind at all the beans he had, and he looked at her with wide eyes. "All of it!"

Sunshine nodded.

With a wide grin, he said, "I have six hundred sacks..."

"It is not enough but I will take it all." She spoke authoritatively. "Can you work with a colleague and collect at least eighty thousand sacks?"

The old man’s jaw dropped. "I...I...I can contact my brother and my cousins and some friends and...."

"Do it." She told him.

She paid half up front and the balance would be paid when everything had been delivered. As she moved on, he had already invited movers that were taking everything to the warehouse she had directed him to.

Then, she moved on to another vendor selling tomatoes, onions, peppers, carrots, yams and she placed the same large orders. Everywhere that she went, people’s jaws dropped at the massive orders that she was placing.

When asked what she was buying all those for, she claimed that she was going to export them. Sunshine, purchased potatoes, eggs, cereals of every kind.

After two hours, she returned to the warehouse and took everything that had been delivered so far into her space, and she paid for three more warehouses.

By the time the delivery men that were bringing more of the foods arrived, everything they had brought over previously was gone. But their job was not to poke into the business of others, it was to transport goods from point A to point B.

Meanwhile, Sunshine returned to the market, looking for nuts, seeds, oil and spices.

The boss lady that was selling all sorts of cooking oils nearly fainted when he heard her ordering for oil by the barrels and tones. And she wanted every kind.

"Young lady," the boss lady looked at her curiously. "Why are you buying all this oil? You are not going to do anything terroristy with it, are you?"

"What is terroristy?" Sunshine asked her, eyebrows raised curiously.

The boss lady looked around curiously. Her eyes were fidgety as if she was expecting the police to jump out from behind Sunshine and tell her to freeze and raise her hands in the air.

If it was not the police, she was expected to see suspicious figures with caps on their heads and bag packs, acting shady outside her store.

Impatient, Sunshine snapped her fingers thrice, "Ma’am, are we doing business or not? I recently got a contract to export food. All this oil is going to be sent overseas." She lied.

The boss lady was still skeptical but none the less, she calculated the money, and the transaction was made, and she left.

The smell of spices welcomed Sunshine to what like a chaotic alley where spices stacked in sacks to form small hills, loud music and enthusiastic buyers brought life to the wholesale market.

The very first things she bought were sugar and salt. Those two items were like currency in the apocalypse. Even though the world had fallen apart, humans still craved the flavors that their tongues had long grown used to.

She ordered ten thousand sacks of each and then to the white sugar, she added more varieties like brown sugar and rock sugar.

To table salt she added sea salt, kosher salt, pickling salt, low sodium salt and pink salt. The sugar vendors also sold honey, and she ordered for eight thousand boxes of honey.

After taking care of that, she moved on to spices. Black pepper, chili powder, paprika, cumin, coriander, turmeric, ginger, cloves, nutmeg, cardamon, fenugreek, mixed spices, onion powder, garlic powder, beef broth, parsley chicken broth, MSG."

For these things, she had a list because she was afraid to forget something.

Food was life in the apocalypse, but good food was a privilege. She would live a privileged life.

Even though such spices were not an emergency in an apocalypse, now that she had the chance to buy them, she was going to do so.

She ordered for pastes, Tomato paste, pumpkin paste, bean paste, peanut butter, miso paste, wasabi paste, curry paste, chili paste, shrimp paste, fish paste, anchovy paste, red pepper paste, garlic paste, ginger paste, pesto.

Hades was getting so many notifications that he had stopped looking at them until they started coming nonstop. And when she looked at what his wife was purchasing, he had no idea what to make of her shopping list.

It seemed like she was preparing to open a restaurant or a hotel. Were all those pastes needed in an apocalypse?

But, just in case there was an apocalypse, he decided to add his own foods to her list. Foods that were available to the wealthy.

So, he ended the meeting he was having via zoom and connected to a high-end food market, ordering for the following things. Grade A beef, Bluefin tuna, pufferfish, caviar, cheese, truffles, saffron, mushrooms, king melons, chocolates. He ordered for so much that the high-end food market was emptied out and everything was marked out of stock.

Nobody said that they had to eat only cheap things in an apocalypse!