Natural Disasters At The Beginning, I Won By Hoarding Tens Of Billions Of Supplies

Huo Yi thought about it deeply, "I grew up in the love of my parents, and I graduated from school and started working. There is nothing special about me."

Cut, Brother Shen is dishonest, he looks like a boy with a story!

Regarding his brief summary, let alone 1803 didn't believe it, even Gouzi didn't believe it, "Wow!"

What about Menggou?

However, Jiang Ning didn't open his mouth despite his aura, so 1803 didn't have the courage to ask the bottom line.

"Hurry up and eat." Jiang Ning urged, "The food will be cold later."

Zhang Chao hurried down the steps, "Yes, eat quickly."

Eat a mouthful of fat but not greasy, delicious braised pork, and feel that the soul has been sublimated in the last days.

Lu Yu quickly took a few sips, and said with an intoxicated expression, "Ah Ning, Chinese New Year is coming soon, how are we going to spend it?"

Jiang Ning has no objection, it's fine to live in any way.

Zheng Weili suggested, "How about the three of us get together and start a fire, so that it can be more lively?"

In fact, the three of Jiang Ning never liked Chinese New Year. Chinese New Year is a day for family reunion, but they are homeless.

But Zheng Weili is different. She has a family. Even if she can't go back now, she still wants to celebrate the New Year in a foreign land.

Speaking of it, Lu Yu was a little sad. During the summer vacation, his wife said that he would take him back to meet his parents during the Chinese New Year, but a natural disaster came unexpectedly.

Taking into account his wife's feelings, he quickly agreed: "Natural disasters are hard enough, let's have a lively year together, maybe next year it will return to normal."

In the last three years, excitement represents danger, so Jiang Ning doesn't like excitement.

But I came back and lived on the 18th floor for a long time. During this period of time, I was in the house every day, even if I practiced with Huo Yishen, but in fact he was taciturn. Apart from professional training guidance, he didn't say much.

On the contrary, Zhang Chao and Lu Yu have a funny personality, and she grew up in a group since she was a child, so she is relatively relaxed when facing 1803, "I have no objection."

Huo Yishen, who is a cooking disaster, has no objection, Doudou is very happy, "Okay, I can finally celebrate the New Year with big brother."

Huo Yi touched her head deeply, "Well, the big brother doesn't have to work this year, and will celebrate the New Year with Doudou."

For some reason, Jiang Ning heard him say this, it seems that it is not just a year, but far away to the end of time.

After eating the grilled fish, noodles and sweet potato powder were added to the soup, and everyone sighed with satisfaction until their stomachs were full.

"Sure enough, Ah Ning still needs to come so that we can eat meat and drink."

"Don't even think about it." Jiang Ning beat the sick and weak, "I only have this little thing, and it's almost squandered."

"We still have frozen meat, but without your craftsmanship, I'm afraid it will be ruined."

Jiang Ning dare not be greedy for credit, "The braised pork is made by Ah Shen, and it has nothing to do with me."

"A-Ning, you're partial, you don't want to teach me if you teach Brother Shen." Lu Yu ostentatiously said that he doesn't want money, "Teach me someday, and I'll make it for Lili's wife."

Jiang Ning was disgusted, his skin was full of goosebumps, "Chao, I sympathize with you."

Zhang Chao almost burst into tears, "..."

It's not easy to live!

After a full meal and covered in oily smoke, Jiang Ning went home and locked the door, and went into the space to take a comfortable hot bath.

Putting on pajamas, sitting on the bed reading a book, and unwrapping the chocolate Huo Yishen gave him.

Mmm, liqueur chocolate, enjoying silky smoothness and delicate taste.

Needless to say, expensive stuff.

When it's time for a nap, Jiang Ning puts down his books to pack up snacks and chocolates, and unexpectedly finds that the chocolate box is actually heart-shaped...

Uh, it's just a marketing tool. If it doesn't have anything to do with the love between men and women, how can it be sold at a sky-high price?

For high-end luxury goods, the packaging is a gimmick, but it's just a coincidence.

The new year is approaching, since it is time to celebrate the new year, we must have a good year.

Wanting to have a warm year, all the staff in 1803 went out to cut firewood, but the trees in Fengshan had been cut down long ago, and it took a day just to go back and forth to the nearest villa group in the middle of the mountain.

"A-Ning, are you going?"

Jiang Ning chose to put it badly, "Leave me alone, just let me freeze to death."

Huo Yishen also played badly, "Doudou and I are not cold."

When Grandma Zhong learned that 1803 was going to cut firewood, she enthusiastically offered advice, "The firewood is too heavy to move back and forth. You can make charcoal and bring it back."

Charcoal? Not on the 18th floor.

Grandma Zhong clapped her legs and said with a smile, "making charcoal is very simple, I'll teach you."

Therefore, Grandma Zhong passed on to 1803 the charcoal-burning mantle of the local method that had been eliminated for decades.

Lu Yu, who doesn't distinguish between grains and grains, was confused when he heard it, and he couldn't even tell the difference between riveting and nailing, but Zhang Chao ran his business and reacted quickly, "Thank you Grandma Zhong, we understand."

It is unrealistic to go back and forth every day. 1803 brought a sled and a tent, and vowed that he would never come back unless he got a few hundred catties of charcoal.

It is dangerous to go out to chop firewood, but it is impossible to live without a charcoal fire for warmth.

Jiang Ning warned: "Be careful, don't sleep too hard at night."

Regarding safety issues, 1803 is still confident. He carries crossbows and peanuts with him, either of which can kill people. Besides, there is Zheng Weili, an old boxer, who gives Zhang Chao and Lu Yu a full sense of security.

However, Zhang Chao wanted to abduct Coke.

Gouzi wanted to have sex, but in the end he refused the temptation and firmly hugged the shit shoveler's thigh.

Leaving at 1803, the 18th floor was so quiet, Jiang Ning suddenly didn't know how to communicate with Huo Yishen, "Well, Chinese New Year is coming soon, I want to go out and buy some New Year's goods, do you want to take care of the house?"

Huo Yishen has nothing to do, and besides, the more dangerous it is as the year approaches, after all pickpockets and robbers also have to celebrate the New Year, and the 18th floor needs to be guarded, "I'll stay."

When going out, Jiang Ning left the dog for him to train.

As a friendly and helpful neighbor, she took the initiative to care: "Is there anything I need to bring?"

Huo Yi thought deeply, "Not yet, if there is something suitable, you can bring some for me."

What she said, she didn't know what was suitable for him.

Perhaps it was just a casual remark, but Jiang Ning didn't take it to heart, and went to the department store alone.

In fact, department stores don’t have as much space as hers, but supplies need to be cleared, and Jiang Ning didn’t hold a New Year’s Eve. In the last three years, I’m tired of living a life full of people and ghosts.

Now that the conditions permit, of course we must enjoy the present moment, otherwise we will not know when we will die, and the supplies full of space will be lost.

Since she wants to do it, let's do it more lively, she needs to learn from it.

As the Spring Festival approached, the stalls in the department store were much more lively than last time, and some people actually sold blessing characters and couplets.

It's a pity that the survivors can't even fill their stomachs, so how can they have enough food to buy couplets?

Watching the excitement in front of the booth, recalling the Spring Festival in the prosperous age, the expression immediately became extremely sad.

There is one thing to say, the couplets are really well written, and the calligraphy is extremely powerful. It is presumably accomplished before the end of the world.

"How to sell?"

The distressed middle-aged man rubbed his hands to keep warm, "Five Spring Festival couplets plus a stack of blessing characters, half a catty of rice or noodles."

The middle-aged man was very anxious, "little girl, this is a couplet written by myself. You can tell by the way of writing. It is definitely worth the price. You can't buy it if you don't have a loss." Fooled."