The strongest reserve for the doomsday

The Taoist chief and his entourage, after eating the chewing gum brought by Alice one by one, and ingesting some of the sugar, everyone's spirits were also slightly better.

Then the Taoist chief turned to the

fat man and asked, "Fat man, how many supplies do you have here?"

The fat man chewed gum and lifted his pants unhurriedly.

When the Taoist saw this, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and shouted

, "Card! There is no need to take out the pants to look at them!" The

fat man glanced at the Taoist chief, and then returned disdainfully:

"Is Lao Tzu such a vulgar person?

Then he untied the belt-like thing from the middle.

I saw that in the middle of this belt, there was actually a mezzanine with a thickness of about 3 cm, and in this mezzanine, it was stuffed with bags of well-packaged white powder.

After roughly counting, there are at least 10 packs.

The Taoist took out a packet from it, put it on his nose and smelled it, there was a faint aroma. Then he raised his head and glanced

at the fat man, and said, "Fat man, what is in here? It can't be a forbidden item!"

The fat man was so suspicious by the Taoist chief, but it was rare that he didn't get mad, and he smiled and said:

"The frog at the bottom of the well, if you haven't seen the world, Lao Tzu will not be with the general knowledge." I don't know what's in it, come, open it and taste it!"

Alice, however, looked indifferent, took a pack, then used the half-moon scimitar to cut a gap, poured half a mouthful into her mouth, and chewed it.

"Alice, what's it?"

the Taoist asked.

Alice coughed, then replied

, "Sweet, kind of like flour. Before

the Daoist could speak, the fat man preemptively said

, "No, no!"

Alice looked at the fat man suspiciously.

At this time, Wang Ying took the powder in Alice's hand, put it in her nose and smelled it, a fishy smell of beans came over, Wang Ying smiled and said, "It's bean

flour!"

The fat man still smiled and shook his head.

Seeing that there were already two guinea mice who had tried it, the Taoist chief opened the bag with confidence and took a bite.

I thought to myself:

"It doesn't matter what kind of powder he is, as long as he eats a full stomach, he is a good powder." "

But eating this powder dry, although it quenches hunger, but because it is too dry, it is also difficult to swallow.

After only two bites, the Taoist chief had a dry mouth and couldn't swallow it anymore.

On the side, Alice and Wang Ying, because when eating, they take small bites, which are better.

At this time, the Taoist chief said to

the fat man: "Ma Dan, no matter what kind of powder he is, as long as he fills his stomach, he is a good powder!

Does the fat man have water?" The fat man saw that everyone was no longer interested in his secret weapon, and instead asked for water for himself, so he suddenly became anxious and said:

"Ma Dan, the last half bottle, save some!"

After speaking, he took off a bottle of mineral water from his belt, about 500 ml, and handed it to the Taoist.

The Taoist chief was also not polite, and took it directly.

The Taoist squinted slightly, and then the Taoist remembered something, thinking that the fat man's materials were considered to have solved the urgent need and made an excellent sharing for the team, so he had to let the fat man perform well, so he hurriedly asked:

"Eh, fat man, what kind of powder are you?

The fat man immediately looked like a master and a disciple, crossed Erlang's legs, stretched out his head and said softly:

"This is called fried noodles, I haven't heard of it! This is something that only a hard-working person like me who has experienced the era of great disasters and famines knows!"

It's still hard to live... But

at this time, the Taoist chief didn't compete with the fat man for face, so he didn't dismantle the fat man's platform, so he just smiled and didn't speak.

The fat man looked at everyone staring at him, so he didn't sell Guanzi, and continued:

"This fried noodles are not fried noodles, but flour. In other words, the flour is placed in a pot, heated directly, cooked, and then sealed into a bag and sealed for preservation. In this way, it can be stored for a longer period of time, or for decades. When eating, as long as you salivate, you can spit it out to fill your stomach. Alice

glanced at

the fat man, and then said, "Hehe, I'll just say

it's flour!" The fat man hurriedly returned:

"There is only flour, and it's not nutritious! Lao Tzu also added soybean flour to it!" In addition to supplementing glucose, you can also supplement some protein, and the nutrition is balanced

!". It's not that the Taoist chief hasn't heard of this thing, it's just that this kind of thing is indeed the food of the difficult and difficult era, and by now, it has long been eliminated.

Now, whether it is compressed biscuits, or self-heating hot pot, the rations of soldiers are hundreds of times better than this fried noodles.

No matter how bad it is, just bring a few packs of little raccoons, and it tastes much better than this fried noodles, so Dao Chang didn't expect for a while that the fat kid would carry this thing with him.

But after thinking about it, only a fat man with a figure can carry so many materials with him.

It's like such a life-saving belt, but I usually don't see it.

But this ration belt, if it is hung on his body, I am afraid that he will not be able to hang it at all, and even if it is hung, he will not be able to hide a few bags in it.

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The author has something to say:

Thank you for your support! This apocalyptic survival expedition can be described as a crisis, when the food is about to run out, the fat man took out the fried noodles at the bottom of the box, but the fairy Ah is facing a water shortage situation, and the smart Taoist, what is the best way to resolve the crisis!