Li Gang smiled and said, "We still have a long way to go, you should take a rest. Don't take it to heart when I ask you to cook for us. We are grown men, so as long as we don't starve to death, it's fine."
She couldn't be ungrateful because they were considerate of her. She stood up and unloaded the pot from a soldier's backpack. "I've almost had enough rest. You all do manual labor. How can you survive by eating a few potatoes? Wait, it will be soon."
Li Gang scratched his head, looked at each other with several teammates, smiled embarrassedly and let her go.
Compared to his own small milk pot, the pot he brought was much more impressive, Ningxia thought secretly.
She had to take a deep breath before she could lift it. The young man who had been holding Sangsang earlier quickly opened his teammate's backpack, took out a large bag, and handed it to Ningxia. "Sister Xia, these are the ingredients we exchanged. Some were brought from the military camp. They're all washed and cut. Feel free to use them."
Ningxia looked up at the innocent smile on the young boy's face, and her mood brightened. "Okay, thank you, Xiaojie."
The boy shook his head and ran over to look after Sangsang who was sleeping on the ground.
Only after putting the pot on the fire did Ningxia have the hands to search the big bag. There were too many things in it. Ningxia flipped through it casually and found that they had an incredibly rich variety of ingredients.
Air-dried rabbit meat, a large bag of sliced bacon, and even a cured pig's foot. A few wilted cucumbers, a handful of cowpeas, and some green and red peppers. A bag of eggs wrapped in cloth, and two cans of luncheon meat, which, judging by the packaging, must have been produced after the disaster.
There was also some wheat flour, cornmeal, and other grains. The largest item was a large bag of multi-grain steamed buns—there must have been 20 or 30 of them. There was even a small pot of oil. The only condiment I saw in Ningxia was salt.
You say it is well organized, but it looks messy when all the food is put together. You say it is not organized properly, but there is nothing wrong with people classifying the food together. The thirty or so eggs are all well preserved and not broken at all.
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