In the following days, Yang Zhaozhao and Li Yiling were busy reading.

There was not much coal left at home, so Li Yiling just went out to buy some. Unfortunately, he didn't have enough tickets. It was winter, and every household was short of coal, so there was no coal to sell.

When Yang Zhaozhao was about to start the power generation, Wang Xiaowei said that there were coal resources and some firewood and asked her if she wanted them.

Yang Zhaozhao is the important one.

"A few brothers and I will deliver it later. You guys just need to wait. The stuff is a bit eye-catching, so we won't deliver it during the day." It's impossible for Wang Xiaowei to just sit back and enjoy all the food.

While Yang Zhaozhao and the others were studying, he went out to earn money for food.

If Yang Zhaozhao needs him, he will definitely stay by Yang Zhaozhao's side.

After that, Wang Xiaowei had a lunch of tomato and egg noodles. Around nine o'clock in the evening, there was a knock on the door.

"Sister, it's me, Xiaowei!" Wang Xiaowei pinched his throat, afraid of waking others.

Li Yiling went to open the door. Yang Zhaozhao, holding a flashlight, watched three people pushing a cart into the house.

It's snowing.

It's cold and snowy in this part of Northeast China.

There was snow on their heads and shoulders, and their exposed faces were red from the cold. None of them were wearing thick clothes and looked cold.

Seeing Yang Zhaozhao grinning, he said, "This truckload is probably enough for you to burn for the whole winter."

"How could that be!" Yang Zhaozhao closed the door, poured them ginger tea, and added a large piece of brown sugar.

When it’s cold, drink some brown sugar ginger tea to ward off the cold.

They were cold and thirsty, so they held the enamel cups while warming their hands, and drank most of the wine in two or three gulps. Seeing that they liked it, Yang Zhaozhao filled it up again.

Knowing they were coming, Yang Zhaozhao specially warmed herself on the stove.

After drinking the brown sugar ginger tea, they seemed to come alive, and one of the guys' stomach started to growl.

Qiatu Yang Zhaozhao came out holding a handful of peanuts, heard the sound of hunger, and looked over.

The young man's face flushed red without any reason, and even his dark and thin skin could not hide his shame.

Yang Zhaozhao thought about how they braved the heavy snow late at night to bring her charcoal, and she didn't want to see them starve.

In this generation, it is normal to drink water at night and sleep to avoid hunger.

Yang Zhaozhao has tens of billions of supplies and has no shortage of food.

Yang Zhaozhao remembered the kindness he had shown her.

She smiled at the boy and said, "Wait, I'll make you a bowl of noodles."

"No, no more!" Wang Xiaowei didn't want to eat for free.

Yang Zhaozhao waved his hand: "It's okay, we're not without food at home, and you've helped us a lot. Go and help put the coal and firewood in the small room, and add the eggs."

They have no money or food, but they have strength.

As soon as Yang Zhaozhao opened his mouth, Dun Dun Dun finished drinking the brown sugar ginger tea in the enamel cup. The three of them and Li Yiling quickly put the coal away.

In the kitchen, the fire was roaring. As soon as the water boiled, twelve slices of instant noodles were put into the pot. There was no need to worry that it would not be enough.

They are all big guys with big appetites.

Crack, crack, crack...

I beat six eggs and put them in the pot, and made a poached egg.

I cut the luncheon meat into two pieces, cut them into tofu cubes, added a large handful of hot pot meatballs, and put a few heads of lettuce.

Instant noodles taste better when cooked.

The fragrance makes your mouth water!

Add various seasoning packets, lift the lid of the pot, and the empty city plan will begin outside the kitchen.

Yang Zhaozhao put one large enamel bowl in each person's bowl, which contained an egg, two slices of luncheon meat, a few hot pot meatballs and lettuce leaves. It was full.

The sound of "dinner is ready" immediately broke down Wang Xiaowei and the others' defenses.

Li Yiling was also hungry.

However, he was more reserved than Wang Xiaowei and the others. At least he didn't stare at the instant noodles and drool.

Even though Yang Zhaozhao fed him well every day, he was still hungry at this time!

“Eat!”

Yang Zhaozhao served a bowl to Xiao Cui. She was small, so she only needed an egg, a few noodles, a piece of luncheon meat and some green vegetable leaves.

Cui Nai doesn't eat midnight snacks. She is not in good health and she won't be able to digest if she eats too much, so she has to control her food intake.

"It's delicious, really delicious, sister. How do you make this noodle? It's different from the ones we make ourselves." It's not the first time Wang Xiaowei has eaten instant noodles, and he falls in love with it every time he eats it.

"I don't know how it's made. I bought it. Eat it quickly, and then go back and rest early!" Yang Zhaozhao couldn't answer, nor did he want to answer.

After all, instant noodles are almost non-existent in China at that time.

Just eat it in private. If it gets out, it will have a huge impact.

Wang Xiaowei nodded tactfully and buried his head in slurping his instant noodles. A mouthful of luncheon meat almost sent him away, but a mouthful of fish balls brought him back.

It felt like the rhythm of the feast, they ate until not a single drop of soup was left.

I didn’t expect that noodles could be cooked so deliciously, the soup was also drinkable, the eggs were tasty, and the meat slices and meatballs caught their taste buds.

In one word, delicious!

For those who were hungry, after eating such a big bowl of noodles, they finally felt full.

Yang Zhaozhao waited until they finished eating and started to settle the bill.

Wang Xiaowei and his friends only collected money for the coal and firewood. The firewood was made by the hungry young man just to make some money.

Yang Zhaozhao, he is going to send this.

Yang Zhaozhao was not one to take advantage: "Let's put it this way. If you say you want to buy it, then buy it. If you don't want to pay, then I don't want it."

Wang Xiaowei persuaded the young man, and he finally accepted the five dollars given by Yang Zhaozhao.

The young man was very embarrassed as he held the money in his hand. "Sister, we don't have much food at home. I want to ask if you have any food for sale. Not too expensive, just normal."

"Yes." He knew that everyone was short of food and drink, so since he asked, they had to have it even if they didn't have it.

Not to mention that Yang Zhaozhao, who has billions of supplies, the thing he has the most is food.

"Rice, noodles, or something else?"

"We'll take whichever flour is cheaper." The young man said that his family couldn't afford expensive food, so just filling their stomachs was enough. At least they had to survive.

"Flour, it's cheap."

Yang Zhaozhao went to the kitchen and came out carrying a 50-jin bag of flour. He asked the others, "Would you like to take some? The price is the same as at the supply and marketing cooperative, no tickets required."

It’s so cheap, they will definitely take it.

What a wealthy family they are! They sell flour by the bag.

The three of them quickly finished 50 kilograms of flour.

In addition to flour, they were hesitant and asked for something else. As long as they asked, Yang Zhaozhao would give it to them.

The carts come fully loaded and leave fully loaded.

Yang Zhaozhao also gave each person a bag of White Rabbit milk candy, not much, just half a pound.

White Rabbit milk candy was not cheap at that time. Yang Zhaozhao bought half a pound of it, and they were almost moved to tears.

Wang Xiaowei said: "If you need anything in the future, please contact us. We are always available."

Yang Zhaozhao nodded and watched them leave in the heavy snow, taking one step forward and one step back.

After standing at the door for a while, Yang Zhaozhao rubbed his hands and went back.

In one word, cold!

After getting the coal, you still have to bring back some yellow mud and make the coal into a honeycomb or cake shape. It is too extravagant to burn it like this.

Four days after the snow melted, Li Yiling and Yang Zhaozhao went to fetch mud to make honeycomb coal, and accidentally got some coal dust on their faces.

Li Yiling saw it and said, "Your face is dirty."

Yang Zhaozhao wiped it with his sleeve but it wasn't clean. When he was about to wash his hands and look in the mirror, he felt a warmth on his face. Li Yiling wiped away the coal dust with his thumb.

Looking at the approaching handsome face, Yang Zhaozhao's heart skipped a beat.

Stared at by Yang Zhaozhao's expressive big eyes, Li Yiling's face turned red, his heart beat fast, and blood rushed to his face.

Li Yiling turned his back to cover up, not wanting Yang Zhaozhao to see him blushing.

Yang Zhaozhao looked at Li Yiling, whose ears were about to bleed, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

The places he wiped also turned red little by little.