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It's quick to build an Aldi branch Fresher, clearer and more relaxed: the hard
discounter Aldi Suisse has a new branch concept. The time-lapse video shows how
a shop is created. from Fabian Pöschl That's what it's about Aldi Suisse has a
new store concept that the hard discounter wants to use in 30 branches in
German-speaking Switzerland. The new branches should offer more space and a
better overview. If the concept is well received, a Swiss-wide rollout is
planned. Aldi Suisse has a new shop concept. It can already be seen in two test
Aadorf and Sirnach. Now the hard discounter wants to apply the
concept initially in speaking Switzerland. The rollout
The affected branches (see box below) should each close for one week and reopen
on Saturday at the end of the week. If the response is positive, all 214 Aldi
Suisse branches shoul
Like competitor Lidl , Aldi also promises a higher-quality product presentation
with the new store concept. For example, the fruit and vegetable department
should be reminiscent of a market place. New color and lettering concepts
should improve the overview. In addition, Aldi will offer more space in the
checkout area for more relaxed packing.
30 BRANCHES Aldi is the first to convert these branches Aldi Suisse expects to
invest CHF 20 million in the renovation of the 30 branches in German-speaking
Switzerland. The following branches are being converted in chronological order:
Sirnach (TG), Uznach (SG), Samedan (GR), Niederuzwil (SG), Siebnen (SZ),
Embrach (ZH), Schänis (SG), Turbenthal (ZH), Winterthur- Grüze (ZH), St.Gallen-
Lerchentalstrasse (SG), Herisau (AR), Uster (ZH), Dübendorf (ZH), Bazenheid (
SG), Näfels (GL), Hinwil (ZH), St.Gallen-Fürstenlandstrasse ( SG), Rüti (ZH),
Volketswil (ZH), Mönchaltdorf (ZH), Wattwil (SG), Stäfa (ZH), Oerlikon-
Baumackerstrasse (ZH), Rümlang (ZH), Männedorf (ZH), Zurich-Seebach (ZH ),
WinterthurArchhöfe (ZH), Pfäffikon (ZH), Regensdorf (ZH), Winterthur-
Industriestrasse (ZH).
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His flickering gaze rested only briefly on the huddled figure next to his
resting place. A smile that was more like a grimace distorted his sharp
features. "Nefer," came almost inaudibly over his chapped lips. The young woman
lifted her head in disbelief and jumped to her feet. Was it possible that
Pharaoh was actually awake? "My king," she put aside a fan of ostrich feathers
with which she had fanned the patient's air and carefully reached for his dry,
hot hand, which was resting on a thin linen blanket. He had closed his eyes
tired again. The young woman
whom he had called Nefer began to doubt; had her mind torn with worry and hope
played a trick on her? But then she heard the hot whisper again and saw that
the pharaoh hardly noticed the dry but still full lips. She brought her ear so
close to his face that she almost touched it. The guard who was guarding the
bedroom door stared at her suspiciously. He was one of the few left. Most of
the soldiers had already fled back to Thebes or to one of the other cities in
the empire, only the dark-skinned Medjay and a few regular soldiers remained in
Achetaton. The Medjay were directly subordinate to General Haremhab and loyal
to him. As long as the comb stood by his pharaoh, the warriors would persevere
in the almost deserted city. Again the weakened king started to speak and this
time Nefer understood the words: "Nefer, you came to me?" Again the strained
smile distorted his suffering features. "It's too dangerous ..... you have to
..." The rest of the words went down in a sigh and the patient's head tilted to
one side on his artfully crafted wood and ivory neck support. The young woman
groped fearfully for the pulse, the soldier had also taken a troubled step into
the room, but moved back to his place when Nefer signaled that everything was
all right. It was her ... “The rest of the words went down in a sigh and the
patient's head tipped to the side on his elaborate wood and ivory neck support.
The young woman groped fearfully for the pulse, the soldier had also taken a
troubled step into the room, but moved back to his place when Nefer made a sign
that everything was OK. It was her ... “The rest of the words went down in a
sigh and the patient's head tipped to the side on his elaborate wood and ivory
neck support. The young woman groped fearfully for the pulse, the soldier had
also taken a troubled step into the room, but moved back to his place when
Nefer made a sign that everything was OK. It was her ...
painfully aware that there was nothing more she could do for her former master.
Oh, she was desperate and angry, helpless and powerless. She couldn't stop the
injustice that had taken place here. Although she had learned a lot about
poisons, herbs, remedies and medical tricks from childhood, her knowledge
failed here. The slow-acting poison, which had obviously been used here, was
unknown to her. None of in any way.
When she noticed that he was sliding back into the deep unconsciousness from
which he had only emerged briefly, she let herself sink back onto the polished
limestone floor. It was decorated with bright flowers and shiny gold and silver
fish. She briefly let her absent gaze slide over the walls painted with lotus
and other brightly colored plants, nodded to the guard who was wiping a bow tie
from his polished breastplate, and then tiredly rested her head on her drawn
knees. Nefer had long watched over her sick ruler and was now overwhelmed with
tiredness. Confused thoughts flicked through her head and to calm down she
started thinking about the past - how it all started.
The slave hunters The little girl played with the other children on the banks
of the wide, river. The glaring sunlight was a golden reflection of the
gentle waves that continued to simmer downriver, where the river was broken by
rocks and islands. It was noticeable that the other children stayed away from
her and kept looking at her somewhat anxiously and appraisingly in between.
While the dark-skinned children played with their woolly hair with straw dolls
and colored stones, the lonely child fiddled with different herbs, which she
. Her
skin was a light brown, her eyes were not black or dark brown like those of the
boys and girls watching her, but yellow, like that of a lioness. Her hair was
different too; it was not ruffled, but flowed gently down to the round
pretended not to mind being ignored, as she occasionally gave the crowd of
children on the bank stealthy longing looks. When she had finished sorting her
herbs, she stowed them in a rush basket she had brought with her and hurriedly
walked to the village to be seen from the river. The settlement lay in the
green belt lining the water, but the last huts stood in the yellow sand of the
beginning desert. The child crossed the place in the middle of which there was
a kind of village square.