After dinner, Fatty was truly a dog father, and Chen Luo even had to wash the dishes for it.

After washing, Chen Luo picked up his phone, ready to head out again.

Although there was plenty of time, it was better to prepare the supplies early for peace of mind.

Chen Luo planned to order a large amount of fruits and vegetables, which required a large warehouse as a temporary storage location.

Relying on trucks to collect them wave after wave? Letting others load the trucks one after another?

Don't be ridiculous.

Before leaving, Chen Luo deliberately tested Fatty's reaction.

Seeing Chen Luo about to leave, Fatty couldn't help but feel anxious. This master was really good to it, actually giving it ribs to eat. It had never eaten such good things since it was born.

Is he going to abandon me?

Am I going to be a stray again?

Fatty whimpered, gently nuzzling Chen Luo's feet with its head.

Chen Luo smiled, patted its head, and took it to the car. It was still necessary to cultivate a relationship with Fatty during this time.

Once in the car, Fatty, having followed Chen Luo, became quiet again.

In the following days, Chen Luo was busy looking for a warehouse, contacting suppliers, and occasionally had to take time to hoard some delicacies.

Working non-stop.

The amount of money in the account was rapidly decreasing.

But Chen Luo was satisfied. Money spent is money; otherwise, it's just waste paper.

The house was mortgaged for 300 million, and the shares were sold for 1 billion.

Meat was the biggest expense, costing 500 million. It was originally 700 million, but the remaining 200 million was to be paid after the apocalypse.

Which meant it didn't need to be paid.

Vegetables cost 300 million, mainly potatoes, cabbage, and corn.

These were bought from scattered suppliers, who didn't offer credit.

Delaying payment was possible, but not for ten or fifteen days.

Unless Chen Luo timed it to the days just before the apocalypse, but then there might not be enough time to hoard supplies.

Chen Luo hoarded 100 million worth of water.

The water was all purified drinking water. The water itself wasn't expensive, but the containers were.

The cost of a one-yuan bottle of mineral water was actually only two mao or so. Excluding labor, factory buildings, and equipment, the bottle was the valuable part.

Chen Luo also hoarded 200 million worth of fruit, mainly apples. Apples were nutritious, cheap, and available in large quantities.

Chen Luo hoarded a little of every other type of fruit, but not much.

Various snacks, such as chocolate, candy, potato chips, as well as edible salt and seeds, also cost Chen Luo a hundred million, with edible salt accounting for half.

This cost 1.2 billion. Chen Luo also spent a lot of money renting warehouses and cold storage, and buying ready-made food.

Now Chen Luo only had 50 million left in his account.

Chen Luo took a deep breath. Hoarding supplies was not an easy task. It was finally roughly over.

The only thing that hadn't been hoarded was the staple food: rice and flour. Chen Luo didn't have any.

Firstly, there wasn't enough money, and secondly, Chen Luo had a better idea.

Who stores the most grain?

Local granaries, especially in large cities like Shanghai, store a lot of grain.

After the apocalypse, Chen Luo was afraid that his ability space wouldn't be enough to take it all.

Chen Luo felt some regret. He should have opened up more ability space in his previous life.

Not only grain, but other supplies, such as vegetables and meat, could still be hoarded. A large supermarket had a lot of supplies stored.

Others couldn't take much, but Chen Luo had ability space.

To facilitate action after the apocalypse, Chen Luo ordered a batch of high-voltage electric batons.

Chen Luo spent a lot of money on this batch of electric batons, a total of 50.

Shortly after the apocalypse, these electric batons would be useless, but in the early stages, they would be invincible.

Zombies are afraid of electricity, after all.

There were also two sets of high-tech alloy armor, one tailored to his body and one tailored to Su Dazhu's body.

The current technology wasn't that advanced, and wearing this armor would be very bulky, greatly affecting speed and movement.

But it was safe. In the early stages, it was difficult for any zombie attack to break through the armor.

Combined with electric batons, hehe.

It could only be used in places with few zombies. If there were too many zombies, you'd be surrounded like dumplings, unable to run, and you'd be done for.

The armor hadn't arrived yet.

Having some free time, Chen Luo bought a hundred high-capacity mobile phones, copying movies, novels, and learning materials into them.

After the apocalypse, there would be no internet or signal, but mobile phones could still be used, provided you had power.

For this reason, Chen Luo also bought ten diesel generators. Don't ask why he bought ten; he was afraid they would break down.

If he had a mobile phone with unlimited power and internet access, Chen Luo felt that he could have survived an extra ten or twenty years in his previous life.

He also bought a lot of diesel.

That way, the air conditioner could be used.

Gradually, Chen Luo bought a batch of walkie-talkies and biological supplies, such as rice cookers, ovens, microwave ovens, iron pots, etc.

At the same time, Chen Luo hired a cooking teacher.

What was the most troublesome thing for Chen Luo after the apocalypse?

Even though he found ingredients, he could only make food that was difficult to swallow. If it wasn't for survival, Chen Luo really didn't want to eat it.

Once, Chen Luo and Su Dazhu found three potatoes and wanted to stir-fry potato shreds.

But who knew how to cut them?

Chen Ran and Su Dazhu stared at each other.

They could only bake them with tears, and they were even burnt.

Now that he had so many supplies, if there was a need in the future, he would only be able to stare blankly without cooking skills.

Chen Luo hired a cooking teacher for the high price of 50,000 yuan a month.

Not low, right?

Well, to be paid a month later.

This teacher was called Ma Yu, a very mature 25-year-old beauty. Her appearance could only be said to be average, quite pleasing to the eye, but her figure was very good.

Chen Luo had tried Ma Yu's cooking, and it was really amazing, even more delicious than the food bought from a five-star hotel.

Originally, Ma Yu was worried that the employer might have some ulterior motives, given the high price.

After seeing Chen Luo in person, she was relieved. With Chen Luo's conditions, how many beautiful young ladies couldn't he attract?

Why would he bother spending effort on her?

At this time, Chen Luo was learning.

"Today I'll teach you how to make sweet and sour pork ribs."

"First, blanch the ribs in cold water to remove the blood foam."

"Then pour in some oil that doesn't cost money."

Chen Luo blushed. Where does oil come from that doesn't cost money?

The first time he was learning, Chen Luo was always afraid that there wasn't enough oil. Ma Yu went to the bathroom, and when she came back, she found that Chen Luo had poured half a pot of oil.

Ma Yu was shocked and said, "Does your oil not cost money? Why pour so much?"

Seeing that Chen Luo had a good personality, Ma Yu just made a joke.

Even with Ma Yu teaching him hand-in-hand, the taste of the dishes Chen Luo made was not comparable to Ma Yu's at all.

If Ma Yu wasn't there to guide him, Fatty wouldn't even eat the dishes Chen Luo tried to make.

Not even a dog would eat it.

Fatty: I have no grudge against my master, why are you trying to poison me?

Chen Luo clenched his fists. I'm just not cut out to be a cook.

Chen Luo set his sights on Ma Yu. Your skills are good; I have high hopes for you.

If he couldn't do it himself, he would just find a personal chef. Ma Yu's cooking skills were really nice.

Chen Luo and Ma Yu didn't know each other at all in their previous life. He didn't know if Ma Yu would turn into a zombie after the apocalypse, so he could only see how her fate played out.