Who did a good deed at night and tidy up the shelves for him? Is there a thief?

Old man Wu suddenly became anxious, and he hurriedly counted the cash register. But there was no shortage of change in the cash register, and the goods in the store were not stolen in the slightest. No, not less. The weirdest thing is that there are more goods.

The older generation has endured hardships, so they are very patient in doing things. Old man Wu doesn't have Parkinson's brains, and he can't afford to hire employees for such a small snack shop. He knew exactly how much was in the store and how much was replenished on the second floor.

The other shelves are fine, but the middle ones are all in demand, especially the third-generation Transformers, which many boys like recently, are obviously sold out. Only the last one left on the shelves remained. Even the second floor is not stocked.

It's just that there is no stock, but the Transformers fill the shelves in a whole row. Those Transformers models packed in packaging were cold and gloomy, and in the eyes of the old man, they looked like ghosts.

The same situation also appeared on other goods on the middle shelves. Every vacant cargo slot, this morning, was filled. On the second floor where there is stocking, the stocking is still lying in the box, and it has not been passive at all.

The old man was stunned, and some didn't understand what was going on. The thief would run into his shabby snack shop and not steal anything, but instead replenish the goods for him, and even paid for the replenishment goods himself.

Wrong! Something is not quite right!

Old man Wu suddenly reacted. He rushed over and picked up the Transformers package. The reason why the last Transformer left in the store was because the goods were mutilated.

He removed the transformer from the package and moved the model's left arm. The left arm suddenly fell off, and it seemed that a screw was missing from the connection.

Old Man Wu frowned and walked over to the second model that mysteriously appeared. The packaging of the Transformers is exactly the same as the first one, and it is also unpacked. He shook the model's left hand, and the Transformer's arm immediately fell off as well.

The same thing happened to all the remaining bizarre Transformers.

Not long after, Old Man Wu noticed something else. The goods that are repaired, like a replica of the real goods, are all the same from the code to the defects.

Things seem to be getting more and more confusing. What the hell is going on? Who wants to trick themselves this bad old man? He is just an ordinary little old man who can't be ordinary anymore, how can he be worth being teased by others, after all, it takes money to get exactly the same goods out.

It makes sense, I can't figure it out. Besides, he is kind and angry in his life, and he has no enemies.

Then the question arises, why do the goods on your own shelves replicate themselves. Or who did it?

Because he couldn't figure it out, Old Man Wu's spirit was overwhelmed by this strange thing, and he finally ended the day's business. That night, he deliberately did not replenish the shelves.

The next morning, something magical happened again. The goods that were originally sold were once again replenished on the shelves. And stocking up, still lying well in the box. This means that without anyone using their own stock, the product replicates itself!

It's just weird!

Old man Wu clasped his head, and he really didn't know whether to be afraid or happy. Whoever a profitable deal falls on should be happy. But Old Man Wu just couldn't be happy, he always felt that the whole thing was eerie and terrifying.

After four or five days, finally, the second anomaly appeared!

The bear children, who had bought snacks in his store in recent days, poured in in droves, and they were ecstatic. It is said that after eating the snacks of Old Man Wu's house, his head suddenly cleared up, his memory became better, and he could be as comfortable as he wanted. His family's snacks are simply perfect tonic pills, and even his test scores are several points higher than usual.

The reputation of the snack shop suddenly spread to ten, ten, hundreds, and finally not only children, but also adults rushed to the snack shop to buy snacks belonging to children.

Human beings are animals that follow the trend, and if a rumor spreads too much, it will become the truth.

The adults who bought snacks in the snack shop also became die-hard loyalists of Old Man Wu's small shop after a day. It is said that after eating his snacks, these adults are no longer in pain, their spirits are relaxed, and they can move bricks several times a day when they are engaged in manual labor. And those who are engaged in mental work simply make up for the blue, play the code and write the copy, which is called a smooth brush.

The local TV stations came to interview Old Man Wu, saying that the feng shui in Old Man Wu's shop is not exquisite, so as to give ordinary goods magical magic.

Fart's Feng Shui!

Although the business of the small shop is booming, the shelves will be sold out at noon every day. And he no longer needs to replenish the stock, he only needs to put a random item on the shelf in advance that he wants to fill up tomorrow, and open the roller shutter door early the next morning, and the shelf will be full.

Strange situation, repeated over and over again. The snack shop, which was originally unknown and only enough to supplement the family, ended up making so much money. Originally, Old Man Wu should have been overjoyed. But he just couldn't be happy at all. He was uneasy and unsure.

In the end, he was not crushed by the feeling of unsteadiness, but his body collapsed first.

Old man Wu, who had never been very sick, began to be frail and sickly. It's only been ten days, and I've lost weight. Today, the second grandson, who he loved very much and was very close to him, actually jumped up in fright when he saw him. Only then did Old Man Wu see his face clearly in the mirror.

What a terrible face is that? The sunken eye sockets and sunken cheeks are simply a skinny skeleton!

Why is it only ten days, and he is very rich, from a slightly chubby body, to this ghost. Is this still your own face?

Old man Wu kept touching his face, and he suddenly gritted his teeth.

No way! It must not go on like this, otherwise it will really be skinny. There must be a reason why I am unreasonably thin. Thinking about it, Old Man Wu felt that the reason was that the shelves that were constantly filled with him were all over the place.

Strange things only appear in the middle row of shelves.

Old man Wu finally decided to dig up the floor of the row of shelves and see what the hell was hidden underneath!

I didn't expect to dig so much, and I really dug up the problem!

Lu Xianying is a drilling rig master on the Ercheng construction site, and he is a veteran and very handy in operating a small turnaround. He is a distant relative of Old Man Wu.

That day, Old Man Wu, who had not seen each other for a long time, suddenly appeared in front of Lu Xianying, almost startling this middle-aged man who was nearly fifty years old.

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