Chapter 360 The Power of Instant Noodles
He didn't understand how it was already fifty, and he had only counted to the eighth egg.
When the people saw that the one who gave the reminder was the kid with two buns on his head, they realized that he was only seven or eight years old, but he could already solve such a difficult problem so quickly. He was truly a genius.
Everyone praised him, and the child lowered his head shyly: "It's nothing, the village school teaches arithmetic, and my grandfather knows it too, and he goes to school with me every day."
This is the first time I heard of grandparents and grandchildren going to school together. In the past, it was a rare and unusual thing, not to mention in this end times when even staying alive is a difficult thing. How can you care about studying if you have no life?
Just a little wild thought, do they also have the opportunity to go to school?
"I just came from Bishui County. Follow me to register and get assigned a place to live!"
"It's time to eat!"
Separate accommodation = with a kitchen = rice and meat can be cooked. The people who were just curious about the school, when they thought about having something to eat, their curiosity was instantly forgotten.
The most important thing in the world is eating. Even if the zombies are going to attack the city the next second, they have to be allowed to have a bite first.
Zhu Shanxi, who came to pick up the people, held a notebook and led the people to the housing area: "Xin Huan, I will take the people away first."
He turned around and walked a few steps before turning back and walking quickly: "Xinhuan, I want to buy three packs of spicy beef noodles and two packs of pickled peppers."
Instant noodles are a hot commodity in supermarkets. They are sold out three out of five times the market price. Only the lucky ones can catch them when they are just restocked.
"You still have sharp eyes." Lin Xinhuan tilted her head, lowered her gaze, and took out a half-hidden box of instant noodles from behind the counter. She was just about to put it on the shelf.
"Spicy and pickled pepper, 500 contribution points in total."
"Three packs of pickled peppers, please." The tempting packaging picture stimulated the taste buds and made the saliva flow wildly. Two packs? Not satisfied. He turned the chopsticks twice and turned it into a noodle and chicken drumstick, which he ate in one bite. He had long forgotten the gentlemanly manners taught by his teacher.
“Ding.” The contribution points jumped like its heart falling from the sky, and only 50 points were left.
His anxious heart finally died. Work was his destiny. Without work, how could he make any contribution to buy delicious instant noodles?
If it weren't for his mouth, he would still be in the dark room, immersed in the sorrow of the death of his loved ones. His father, mother, brother and sister-in-law were all bitten to death by monsters. What is the point of him still being alive? It would be better to let him go with them.
Not daring to mutilate the body given to him by his parents, he sat in the room, stiff as a stone statue.
He thought selfishly: He did good things for his tribe members before he died, saving their food and giving others hope of survival. They are also people that others care about, and there will be one less helpless person like him in the world.
Listening to the clan elders telling him how the fifth brother's daughter, Zhu Linlang, had found Zhujiazhuang and a batch of food, and told him to eat more food without worry, Zhu Shanxi lowered his eyes, his eyeballs rolled around under his eyelids, and he didn't have the strength to open his eyelids.
With that, he felt relieved. He couldn't catch his breath, and his face turned pale, then red, and then blue.
Suddenly, she smelled a strong aroma. Zhu Shanxi took a few deep breaths eagerly. Her stomach, which hadn't eaten for a long time, made a symphony of "gurgling~gurgling~~"
With his hands on his thighs, his soft and powerless thighs actually stood up after smelling the scent!
Crack, crack, crack, he stuttered with every step, his knees unable to bend, just like a robot that had just been started.
When she opened her eyes again, Zhu Shanxi found that she had held the bowl greedily and the soup had already touched her lips. Her tightly closed lips accidentally moved and the delicious soup slipped into her mouth through the gap.
"Ha!" Zhu Shanxi sighed with satisfaction. Not even a drop of soup was left in the bowl. Every cell in her body felt extremely relaxed and her fingers felt so comfortable that she didn't want to move.
He didn't notice that his thoughts had changed. He moved his butt from the chair to the door so that he could hear the footsteps of the meal being delivered. What he looked forward to most every day was that bowl of instant noodles.
But a few days later, what was delivered was no longer instant noodles, but normal meals. Although the dishes were simple and not as exquisite as what he had eaten before, they tasted very delicious and he was reluctant to waste a single grain of rice.
His body did not gradually wither away as he had expected. His complexion became better day by day, and he even gained several pounds.
What he wanted most was that bowl of instant noodles. There was nothing more delicious in the world!
After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked: "What are the yellow curly noodles?"
The waiter who brought the food was happy that Master Liu had spoken, and he quickly replied, "It's instant noodles with chicken soup flavor, beef flavor, pickled pepper flavor, tomato flavor, spicy flavor..."
When a taste is mentioned, Zhu Shanxi can't help but drool.
"Instant noodles are sold in supermarkets. You have to contribute 100 points each time. The price is a bit expensive, but if you do more work and save contribution points, you can buy a pack occasionally to satisfy your craving."
The servant was aroused by his own description and put his hand on the contribution card, thinking that after delivering meal to Master Liu, he would go to the supermarket to buy a pack of pork ribs flavored instant noodles to try. After buying it, he still had 12 contribution points left. He smiled with great satisfaction.
"Supermarket?" Zhu Shanxi was puzzled. After the servant's explanation, he understood what a supermarket was.
Hesitating at the door, the threshold was like his protection line. Zhu Shanxi stared at the threshold, and the nail marks on his palms told of his inner struggle.
"Wait, take me to the supermarket."
The servant stopped moving his legs, turned around, and looked at Zhu Shanxi standing at the door in shock: Sixth Master...is out!!!
He stuttered, unable to utter a complete sentence, and seemed to be sleepwalking as he was taken to the supermarket.
Lin Xinhuan looked at Zhu Shanxi who was becoming more and more beautiful. Who would have thought that he was once an elegant person who was ready to take off.
After seeing all kinds of food in the supermarket, you can take on tasks crazily, earn contribution points, and then donate all the contribution points to the supermarket.
Lin Xinhuan also knew that he liked to pray the most: "Contribute a little, contribute a little, from all directions."
"Father, mother, brother, sister-in-law, you must bless me from below so that I can make more contributions."
How did Lin Xinhuan know this? It was because Zhu Shanxi was so talkative that she would go to the temple to burn incense every morning.
"May Divine Doctor Lin bless us and let the believers make more contributions. If you make more contributions, I will burn more incense for you. May Divine Doctor Lin bless you."
At that time, Lin Xinhuan was still in a sweet dream. She heard mosquitoes buzzing around her ears. No matter how hard she shook her hands, she couldn't get rid of them. Her sleepiness instantly disappeared. She opened her eyes and asked, "Where are the mosquitoes???"
The big round eyes can't catch any trace of mosquitoes.
Gradually I could hear clearly that it was not the sound of mosquitoes, but voices. However, there was no one beside her, so it couldn't be... Lin Xinhuan holding her poor and weak self.
"Is it Zhu Shanxi? How can I hear his voice?" Lin Xinhuan recognized the owner of the voice. No, he was not talking to Lin Xinhuan, but to Doctor Lin.
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