Chapter 33 Flour and Seasonings
Li Hewei and his group of more than a dozen people stood there, watching the figures of Chen Mu and the others gradually disappearing, and it seemed that they could still faintly hear their voices talking and laughing.
After a long time, a girl spoke: "Are they going to the cold storage?"
"There is a lot of meat there." A boy licked his lips.
"What can we do with meat? Should we eat it raw? Don't forget, when we eat raw rice grains now, many people get sick." Li Hewei said with feigned disdain.
"That's hard to say. Didn't you see that they even have grenades? It's not unusual for them to be able to light fires and cook rice." "
Barbecue..."
As soon as these two words came out, the scene fell silent.
It seems like you can hear the sound of swallowing saliva.
"Damn it, I used to hate barbecue and hot pot, but now I'm drooling just thinking about it."
"Damn it, can you stop talking about it!" "
Chun Chuan Xiang, Malatang, beef noodles, pickled fish..." "
Damn, what are you doing? So cheap..."
"That's enough, let's move things quickly. Don't you know how dangerous it is here?"
Li Hewei interrupted their hesitation.
"It would be great if they had a car like theirs." Someone complained while carrying things.
"Who doesn't want it? But there are so many of us, and none of us are capable. How can we beat them?" "
Speaking of which, look at Ziwei High School. It turns out that such a powerful person comes out to look for food. Look again. Look at us..."
"Yes, that big man is probably more powerful than Qi Bing, but look at that guy Qi Bing, apart from showing off his power to us, what else has he done?" "
The one who threw the bomb looks like a Master, look at the way he talks, he is just a manager, everyone comes out to find food personally..." "Why is
the gap between people so big? Look at Qi Bing's group, they almost think of themselves as emperors. "Okay..."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense..."
Li Hewei stopped them while flipping through the pile of vegetables, trying to pick out some fresher parts. As soon as he pulled off a vegetable leaf, he saw A black whip flashed before his eyes.
"Fuck! Cockroach!"
"Careful!"
"Run!"
In an instant, everyone ran away.
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Chen Mu and the others continued to move towards the rice steaming room.
"Boss, is the cold storage you just mentioned a place for storing meat?" Wei Dalei swallowed in an equally hopeless tone.
At first glance, this guy seems to be the type to indulge in sex, and it has been really difficult for him these days.
"Yeah, but it's just a lie to them. Meat is more difficult to store than vegetables in this weather, and the smell can easily attract other carnivores." "
Oh." Wei Dalei was helpless.
"When we get flour and salt, plus these celery, the food can be improved a lot. As for meat, I have thought about it. The best way is to hunt." "Killing ants?" Wei Dalei thought of Chen
Mu
before As I said, it is obvious that I am not very interested in this proposal. Things like ants look like they are all carapace and have no meat at all.
"Of course you can also eat bugs. For example, the earthworm last time is good meat."
"Ugh..."
Before Wei Dalei could say anything, Zhao Xiaoyan started retching.
"Do you really want to eat earthworms?"
"Just to give you an example, and even if you eat earthworms, it's not like you think. The internal organs are removed, then grilled on an iron plate, and then dried. They can be eaten as jerky, I guess. It should be pretty good."
He said that.
Zhao Xiaoyan seemed to be able to accept it.
"If you can't get meat as soon as possible, you have to find some cooking oil." Chen Mu added.
"That's right, no wonder I feel like I can't eat much lately and I have no energy." Wei Dalei patted his stomach.
Zhao Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at him: "Do you think you can't eat it? Half of the rice cakes Du Jiajia makes every day must have gone into your stomach."
Wei Dalei chuckled: "I consume a lot."
Zhao Xiaoyan was amused by his appearance. , but knowing that what he said was true, Wei Dalei undertook more than half of the physical work in the team, so it was normal to eat too much.
She sometimes suspected that this guy's superpower was a food-burning machine.
When others feel empty of energy, they need to take a nap. As for him, he just needs to eat enough.
The three of them chatted and got closer and closer to the rice steaming room.
From time to time, Chen Mu used the corner of his eyes to scan behind him and the surrounding environment. On the one hand, he wanted to prevent random things from approaching, and on the other hand, he also paid attention to whether those people just followed him.
Rice steaming room.
As the name suggests, it is a place for steaming rice, but in fact it is more than that. Almost all cooking such as steaming is done here, including but not limited to steamed buns, pastries, etc.
In order to prevent moisture, there is not much flour and rice here, but for Chen Mu and others, it is like a mountain of rice facing the sea.
In addition, on a table in the corner, there were bottles and jars of condiments.
But it wasn't until this moment that Chen Mu realized that this trip was not going so smoothly.
The flour was okay, and the unopened flour bag was placed on a wooden board on the ground.
But those condiments are nothing more than castles in the air.
Chen Mu immediately gave up the idea of climbing up.
He took the risk to get the cake because he had no choice, but now, although salt is important, it is not a matter of life and death.
In fact.
He also has an option, which is to use his ability to eat away one of the legs of the table little by little, causing it to topple over and knock off the spice jar on top.
But there are two problems with this.
First, for them, a falling table is like the sky falling and the earth is falling. The three of them are very likely to be hit by the table and the objects scattered on it.
Second, the current table legs are about as thick as a dozen people can surround them. Even if Chen Mu can slowly eat them up to the point of collapse, his mental energy will be exhausted, but the return journey is full of dangers, and he still needs him The golden bell to protect one's life obviously cannot be done.
"What should we do?" Wei Dalei obviously didn't agree with Chen Mu taking another risk for the salt.
"Forget it, Salt will think of a way later. Let's pack the flour first."
One of the two plastic blocks he brought was for self-defense, and the other was for packing things here.
Chen Mu compared the size of the flatbed truck, skillfully made a large plastic square bucket, and then pushed the truck next to the flour bag.
Wei Dalei had already run up, raised his mace, and used the spikes on it to rub against the strong woven bag.
A hole was soon opened.
The flour slips off instantly.
Although the number was small, it was enough to bury Wei Dalei. Fortunately, he was agile at this time and suddenly dodged aside.
"Here! Old Wei."
Chen Mu threw him a plastic shovel.
Wei Dalei took it and started shoveling the flour spade after shovel with skillful and quick movements.
That look.
It looks like a worker shoveling sand into a dump truck on a construction site.
(End of chapter)