Chapter 86 Splashing excrement on your face
Great minds think alike.
But Chu Peipei probably wouldn't find anything when she went to the gas station.
Unlike me, those people could only secretly collect oil in the deserted suburbs late at night. Judging from their posture, I guess they didn't let go of the gas stations in the city.
We've been working since last night, so there shouldn't be much oil left.
But she couldn't tell Chu Peipei these things, so she could only suggest:
"In addition to gas stations, there is also a lot of fuel in those unowned cars on the road."
Chu Peipei thought about it and nodded: "That requires an oil extractor, or you have to suck it with your mouth. I'll go ask Zhao Pingan later, he has all kinds of magic tools there."
Then he looked at Annan and asked, "Nannan, do you want to go find oil with me?"
Annan: "I won't go. I'm very afraid of the heat. The fuel at home is enough for now."
If she goes too, Chu Peipei will have to give her some of the share, so she will get even less.
What's more, she has 300 tons of oil in her space, so there is no need to go out and look for bulk oil.
The gasoline and diesel collected yesterday are enough to support two more Chu Peipeis.
But Annan wouldn't do that.
First, the origin and storage of the oil are unclear, and second, there needs to be a certain limit to the help between friends.
There are favors and hatreds, and no one can help anyone forever.
Only by moving forward together can a relationship be maintained for a longer period of time.
Chu Peipei expressed her understanding: "Okay, go back to your room and have a rest! There is still some summer heat soup left, I will send it to Zhao Pingan and Aunt Hu."
Annan watched her leave, closed the door, went home, and went into the space to spread fertilizer and sow seeds.
This time I’m planting Isatis root again.
Previously, less crops were planted in the test fields, but now a new piece of land has been reclaimed and planted again, which will be enough for use and sale during the plague period.
After finishing his work, Annan continued watching the variety show and then went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Just now, the stars were eating turkey noodles in the variety show, which made her very hungry. So she ate it in the evening.
But I want to try her high-end improved version.
When she first ate turkey noodles, she only tasted the spiciness but didn't feel the flavor. It wasn't until she improved the cooking method that she became more and more addicted.
First fry an Orleans chicken fillet, a few slices of luncheon meat, and a soft-boiled egg.
Boil the noodles in boiling water, pour out the water after four minutes, add a small amount of milk and bring to a boil, then pour in the sauce and stir until it becomes thick.
Add the diced chicken and luncheon meat, turn off the heat, sprinkle with shredded seaweed, add cheese slices and simmer until melted, and finally cover with a fried egg.
Mission accomplished!
This kind of turkey noodles has a mellow flavor on the basis of spiciness, which makes it taste rich and more nutritious.
Most importantly, milk can form a protective film in the stomach, reducing the irritation of chili essence to the stomach.
After serving the noodles, Annan took out the soul companion of turkey noodles from the space - fried chicken coated with honey mustard sauce.
This was before the natural disaster. She bought it from a very authentic fried chicken restaurant on the snack street.
Since he had already put a lot of side dishes in his meal and his stomach capacity was limited, Annan only added two pieces of fried chicken.
It was rich and noble, and was so tempted by the delicious smell that he was screaming.
She simply poured the remaining six pieces of fried chicken into his dog bowl.
Of course, it’s the no-sauce version.
Fugui looked at the host's bowl, then at his own.
"Ahhhhhh?"
You have noodles, why are mine so plain?
Seeing that it was reluctant to move its mouth, Annan immediately understood what it meant.
Haha, you little thing are quite greedy.
Annan readily added some noodles to it and then looked at it meaningfully.
Fugui realized that he had everything he needed, so he ate his meal contentedly.
After taking a bite, he immediately stuck out his tongue and hissed, then crawled to drink water.
He ran too fast, his four paws got tangled with each other, and he fell with his chin on the ground.
Annan was amused by it and laughed heartily.
"Silly dog! You want to try everything."
After dinner, Annan stood for half an hour to digest the food.
Sitting for a long time after a meal will accumulate abdominal fat, while walking is not conducive to the digestive work of the spleen and stomach.
"Take a walk after a meal and live to be 99" is a myth. Exercising directly after a meal will consume Qi and blood, damage the spleen and stomach, and is not conducive to the production of Qi, blood and body fluids.
Half an hour later, Annan changed into a thermostatic suit and prepared to go out to continue his zero-dollar shopping.
The reason why she ate so much at dinner was because she had to "work" at night.
She still drove her black rider, rushing out of the community.
Tonight the streets are no longer as quiet as yesterday. A small number of people are beginning to come out to look for supplies.
The temperature has risen too rapidly, and some sensitive people have already reacted. This is a new round of natural disasters.
Therefore, regardless of the hot weather, he took advantage of the slightly cooler night to rush out to look for things.
Who knows how high the temperature will rise in the future!
Annan was driving his car whizzing past, and someone saw him and waved for help.
"Give me a ride! It's too hot, I can't stand it!"
"Help me, I'm old and can't walk anymore!"
Annan ignored them all and drove past.
One second you let them in the car, the next second they can drive you out and take the car for themselves.
Sure enough, seeing that Annan was not going to agree, the group of people immediately picked up stones, cursed him, ran a few steps, and threw them at him fiercely.
"No one with money has good things to do! What's wrong with letting me sit in such a big car?"
"This cold-blooded guy will have his brakes fail sooner or later, causing the car to be destroyed and people to die!"
The armored vehicle was bulletproof, and even when rocks hit it, there wasn't even a mark left.
But Annan was still unhappy: "Cursing my car?"
She decisively switched to reverse gear and stepped on the accelerator to reverse the car.
When several people saw the car coming back, they quickly moved to the side to avoid being run over by the other side, and then stared at the car door vigilantly.
The car owner must have come back to take revenge because he was scolded and his car was smashed.
That's perfect. As long as he gets out of the car, we can just surround him, beat him up, and then steal his car!
A group of people stared at the car door with eager eyes.
But unexpectedly, the door did not open, only the window was lowered.
Before they could react, a lot of sticky stuff was poured over their heads, covering their faces.
What the hell?!
They just felt the stench was extremely strong, and subconsciously reached out and wiped some of it from their faces and put it in front of their eyes.
"Shit! This is shit!"
"ah!!!!"
A group of people screamed and lowered their heads to vomit continuously.
While vomiting, the stuff on my forehead and nose flowed towards my mouth, and the more I vomited, the more disgusted I felt.
They were so angry that they grumbled and cursed:
"You have no moral integrity! You actually spit shit! I'm such a @#&%#*&!"
Annan raised his eyebrows: Why are you shouting? How can poop be so sticky?
It's a rich mixture of shit and urine, purposely stored in space, ready to ferment into farmyard manure.
These are all good things.
It’s a bargain for you.
Annan snorted and drove away.
Several people were angry and disgusted.
They didn't even see whether the person in the car was a man or a woman, let alone how the thing came out.
The black rider sped away, and soon even his taillights could not be seen.