In The Last Days Of Natural Disasters, 100 Million A Day Is Frantically Hoarding Goods

Qiao Xiachu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

She didn't really enjoy the feeling of being pursued by a group of fans. After several rounds of eager attention, she was so annoyed that her face suddenly turned cold.

In the next second, she said coldly to Wang Jun and Li Can: "Speak well, don't be so childish, I'm not good at this, carefully peel the skin, and if you cut the wild boar's skin, I will loosen the skin for you!" !"

Wang Jun and Li Can stuck out their tongues.

Strict sister!

The others didn't dare to mess around anymore, and they worked very hard one by one.

Shen Anzhen was processing a pig's head, singed the pig's hair with fire, saw Qiao Xiachu came to supervise the work, and accidentally burned a black hole on the pig's head with the torch in his hand.

His cheeks flushed instantly, he scratched his head in embarrassment, his throat was dry, and he said embarrassedly: "I, I will be more careful. Sister Qiao, don't be angry—"

Qiao Xiachu took the torch from his hand, grabbed the pig's head by the ear, raised and lowered the torch several times, and burned the hair on the pig's head, and then said: "The pig's head has fangs, which are troublesome to deal with, so your task is very difficult." Heavy, don't be careless."

"Yes Yes!"

Shen Anwan nodded repeatedly.

His palms were full of sweat, he didn't know how to get along with Qiao Xiachu, besides being nervous, he was still nervous, and couldn't control the wild beating in his heart.

Qiao Xiachu has never been very interested in matters between men and women.

She always thought that Shen Anwan had been reprimanded by Erhei, so she felt uncomfortable seeing her.

I didn't worry about it either.

Turning around, she began to clean up a pig that had been cleaned up.

The first pig, Qiao Xiachu, rubbed it with salt and pepper, basil, and dried it in the sun to make bacon.

There is not enough seasoning in the chef's bag.

Qiao Xiachu could only find an excuse to go out, and then transferred a bunch of fresh peppercorns and perilla from the space, pretending to pick them from the grass outside.

As for table salt, she pretended to find a sack of stock in an empty room...

Qiao Linmei smiled and sighed: "My sister is very lucky and well-informed, so I would like to ask you, do you know Zanthoxylum bungeanum and Perilla on the side of the road?"

"do not know."

I really don't know.

Aren't these plants all grass?

Upon hearing their answers, Qiao Linmei covered her mouth and laughed, "I thought it was grass too..."

Qiao Xiachu smiled and said nothing.

In general, it's hard to tell without cooking.

She knew them not because of their outstanding cooking skills, but because she forced them to eat everything when there was no food to eat, so she could taste it naturally.

Which ones are spicy, which ones smell heavy...

The next few pigs, pig ribs, pig ears, pig heads, pig feet... all are classified into different categories. Those that can be marinated are marinated, and those that can be made into a vacuum are sucked out of the air and put in bags.

Pig offal is completely inedible.

Wild boars eat everything, even carrion, so it's not safe for pigs to go into the water.

Qiao Xiachu asked them to dig holes to dispose of these things. In the evening, they used the pots in the big cafeteria to cook up several large pots of soup with the remaining leftovers.

There are quite a few teams.

In order for each person to eat a mouthful, the only thing is to add water to it, boil it until it is lying down, and each person can have a mouthful of fresh delicious soup more or less.

One meal in the evening made everyone smile.

Pork tongue, pig heart and lungs, and pig heads are sliced ​​open and placed on the table. Each person can get two slices of pork head meat...the taste is amazing.

A wild vegetable pancake, although there is no flour, only a little elm money mixed with leaves, but I don't know how many times better than the root soup I ate some time ago.

The crowd, who hadn't eaten oil and water for a long time, held the bowls and chopsticks, all of them beamed with joy, squatting on the ground, eating and drinking in small bites.

Very reluctant to swallow, aftertaste several times in the mouth, before swallowing.

Lao You also ate two pieces of pork head meat.

Although the meat is extra thin, extra thin.

He ate with great relish, and when he saw Qiao Xiachu, he excitedly said: "Girl, you are so talented, your knife skills are really amazing, amazing."

The people in the advance team admired Qiao Xiachu so much that they couldn't pretend enough.

They witnessed Qiao Xiachu slicing meat, scrubbing the thick, strong skin of wild boar, and then slicing the pork skin as thin as a cicada's wing, and boiling it into soup...

At that moment, the pig's skin and pig's head fell into her palm, and they were rubbed back and forth. Several people couldn't help touching their heads, and a picture appeared in their minds at the same time: If this pig's head was their head, it would be played around on the snow-white wrist. It is estimated that the flying knife can also peel the brain from the brain and classify them one by one.

It's terrible.

My heart twitched.

Fear and reverence, two complex emotions are intertwined, arising spontaneously from my heart.

Facing Lao You's praise, Qiao Xiachu smiled and shook his head.

She said: "The commander is polite, but it's just a little rough work, and it can't be ranked in the hall of elegance."

It is necessary to separate the pork head meat so that everyone can eat it, and also to allow the meat to contain fat, so that no material can be wasted. Pig skin is a good condiment.

A meal, eating very happy.

Holding the bowl, Hu Guang smiled and said to Qiao Xiachu: "Sister-in-law, only you can do it. You said that if we lost you in our base, how many people would lose this rich blessing."

Shen Anwan, who had been hidden in the background panel all this time, took a sip of the soup, smiled proudly, and echoed, "Yes, whoever marries Miss Qiao is a blessing."

After drinking, his eyes seemed to glance over Qiao Xiachu again.

Qiao Xiachu felt that someone was staring at him.

She looked back, but saw Rong Huaiyan approaching.

As soon as Rong Huaiyan came, he used his generous body to firmly block Shen Anwan's gaze.

He put his arms around her slender waist and said to Hu Guang: "Old Hu, if you talk nonsense again, I won't let Qiao Qiao come out to cook in the future. She is my blessing."

The tone of this oath of sovereignty is self-evident.

Qiao Xiachu pursed her lips and smiled: "There are so many people, don't make jokes."

Rong Huaiyan put his arms around her waist and turned slightly, the two of them turned their backs to Shen Anwan.

He said, "Why, am I wrong?"

Qiao Xiachu smiled.

What is wrong with this man?

Sour, could it be that you ate plums?

Hu Guang nodded repeatedly.

"Yeah, yes, Sir Rong is right. I'm willing to eat dog food for the two of you. I don't mind eating as much as you want. Just spread it as you like," he said.

Brother Da Rong has a bit of a temper today.

Who made him shoot at gunpoint?

Rong Huaiyan said indifferently: "I don't take an oath of sovereignty, because I'm afraid that some dog will stare at the wrong one. I'm annoyed, and I don't have good fruit for him!"

ps: I recommend a post-apocalyptic article with zombies by a good friend. The title of the book is "Apocalypse: Tens of billions of hoarding goods, I have always been good at selling them badly", the author's name: North and South Damei. Those who are interested can search in the bookstore.