In the northernmost part of China, the Greater Khingan Mountains. Meng Fei, suffering from a terminal illness, gained a live-streaming system that would extend his life. To survive, Meng Fei return...
"Yeah! Comfortable!"
Meng Fei gulped down the entire bowl of porridge.
"Kid, why are you in such a hurry to drink some porridge? Oh, by the way, let me tell you something. The weather is getting colder and colder. It won't be long before you freeze at night. You have to heat up the kang before going to bed next time. I slept in your room last night and I almost caught a cold."
Second Uncle rubbed his sore nose and said.
"Hehe, silly boy, you can sleep on a cold kang because of the strong fire." Meng Fei joked.
"Get lost, you bastard! How are you going to find a wife when you freeze to death? If you don't know how to till your own land, you'll have to find another ox to plow that land! You'll cry when the time comes."
The second master spat and cursed.
Meng Fei grinned, didn't respond, served another bowl of millet porridge, and started drinking it.
At this time, the Second Master seemed to have thought of something, and looked up at Meng Fei and said:
"Wait a minute! Save some space, I'll get you something good!"
After saying that, the second master ran out of the yard, and came back a moment later with something wrapped in his arms.
"What a treasure, Second Master! It's really so mysterious." Meng Fei laughed.
"Look, it's been years since I last ate it during the Chinese New Year."
As he spoke, the Second Master took out a bottle of canned yellow peaches from his arms and placed it on the table.
Meng Fei's eyes lit up. When he was a child, every time he was sick, his grandfather would buy him canned yellow peaches to eat. Strangely enough, he would always get better after eating the peaches without having to take any medicine.
Thinking of this, Meng Fei remembered that Second Master had just said that he had kept it for many years and hadn't been willing to eat it, so he looked up and down for the production date.
After searching for a while, I finally found the rusty production date on the rusty bottle cap.
October 1, 2004!!!
Exactly 20 years!!!
This can is almost as old as he is.
This can be considered an antique if it is brought to Panjiayuan.
At this time, Meng Fei's mobile phone was aimed at the production date on the bottle cap.
[Fuck! Canned food from 20 years ago! Where did Erye find this?]
[Whenever I see this can, I have to call him Big Brother! ]
[Hahaha, look at the host, his face has turned green with fear, hahaha. ]
[If you drink this, you will be immortal! ]
[I have heard of people hoarding liquor and grain, but this is the first time I have seen people hoarding canned food. Hehe, I am quite curious about what the canned food that has been stored for 20 years tastes like.]
Meng Fei pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing an embarrassed look, and pushed the can back.
"Um.....Second Master...this can of food has been expired for 18 years...let's not eat it..."
"Oh! What are you afraid of?! I've heard people say that this can is full of preservatives, so it won't be bad no matter how many years it's stored! Just eat it, it's guaranteed to be good. Besides, people 20 years ago were honest, so they must have put enough preservatives in it! It's guaranteed to not go bad!"
After saying that, Erye grabbed the bottom of the bottle with one hand and the bottle cap with the other. With a muffled "bang", the can was forcibly unscrewed by Erye.
"Come, have some soup first."
Meng Fei was extremely resistant in his heart, but when he smelled the fragrance of the canned yellow peaches, it seemed that they were really not bad.
So he carefully took the can and took a sip of the canned soup.
It turns out that this canned soup with a strong yellow peach flavor is really delicious. Moreover, as a skilled cook, he naturally knew that the can was indeed not bad.
So Meng Fei took another big sip of the soup, then picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of yellow peach and started eating it in big mouthfuls.
Seeing Meng Fei's eating manner, Erye chuckled.
"Look, I told you it's not bad. I put it in a corner of the warehouse, where it's protected from the wind and the sun. It's definitely fine. I also have some 1998-year-old bread stored there. I'll give you some to try later."
Hearing what the second master said, Meng Fei had a mouthful of canned food stuck in his throat. He coughed for a long time before coughing it out, and said with red eyes.
"No, no, no, Master. I'll help you clean up the barn when I have time. Don't eat your 1998 bread. I think it can be used as bricks now."
"No, that won't do. Those are all good things. I managed to capture them from a Russian spy. They are delicious."
Hearing about the Russian spy, Meng Fei's eyes lit up and he instantly became interested. He quickly asked, "What spy? I haven't heard my grandfather talk about it. Second Master, please tell me about it!"
"Oh, that's all in the past. Let's not talk about it. Hurry up and eat all the canned food. I'm going to go back and tidy up my vegetable garden. I'm going to pick those eggplants and beans. They're all frozen. If they get frost in two days, they won't be tasty."
Erye laughed, turned around and left, leaving Meng Fei alone scratching his head.
Since the second master was unwilling to say, Meng Fei put the matter behind him, picked up the can and started drinking.
Meng Fei ate the entire can of food and burped.
It’s no wonder that after eating, Meng Fei felt like he was much better. Not only did his head hurt less, but his body also regained some strength.
Meng Fei put away his phone, put on his clothes, then picked up his phone and walked out of the house.
October 1st is already considered autumn in Heilongjiang. The morning wind is no longer gentle, but rather biting.
Meng Fei stretched deeply, took a breath of cold air, and felt refreshed.
He put the phone aside, did a few squats, then lay on the ground and did more than 20 push-ups. Beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
In the live broadcast room.
[Oh my god! Is this canned yellow peach so good? Just eat it and it’s good! ! ]
[Nonsense! That's the aged wine that the host has stored for 20 years! How can it not work? ]
[If you ask me, it’s the kids from Northeast China who are the hardest to kill! This has been expired for 18 years, but not only is it fine after eating it! They can even run and jump!]
[Huh! That's nothing. When I was a kid, I had a fever of almost 40 degrees. My grandma gave me an ibuprofen and pulled me out of bed to play poker with her...]
[Huh! That's nothing. When I was a kid, my dad rode a bicycle to take me to school. My foot got stuck in the wheel and he couldn't pedal! Stand up and pedal!]
[I must have a say in this. When I was a kid, I had lice on my head. My mother poured half a bottle of DDT on a towel while I was sleeping and covered my head with it. My goodness, I slept for a whole day and a whole night, and everyone saw that I was so nauseous. ]
[Hehe....When you die, the King of Hell will smile and say to you: Hehe, when you were a kid, you often came to play here with your uncle.]
[Hehe.....As tough as sharks were when I was a kid, as fragile as sharks are now. 】