Alcohol and masks are essential in every package, and the types of food are random, ensuring that one person has enough to eat for a week.
Collect once a week.
Jiang Fei had no shortage of supplies, so he didn't go to the community to get them and returned to Building 2.
As soon as he entered the door, Dahuang ran to her feet, rubbed his head against her legs, and acted like a spoiled child.
Twolegs, I want green hay!
It’s been a long time since I last had fun!
Unfortunately, Jiang Fei didn't understand what Dahuang meant and thought it was hungry, so he took a bag of chicken puree and poured it into its bowl.
Dahuang looked at the meat paste in the bowl hesitantly, but finally ate it.
If you don’t have hay, pureed meat will do!
Jiang Fei took out the food he had prepared earlier, put it on the table, and asked Lu Yu and Su Liuyuan to come over for dinner.
Eating more vegetables from the supermarket is good for your health!
After a while, the two arrived at 302.
Su Liuyuan held a walkie-talkie in one hand and a small generator in the other.
"Brother, the captain made potato ribs, garlic broccoli, and scrambled eggs tonight. They look delicious."
Ling Zhaorui's voice came from the intercom.
"Don't be jealous of me. I can eat what Sister Jiang cooks when I get home."
Jiang Fei vaguely guessed why Su Liuyuan took the generator: "Do you chat with Ling Zhaorui every day?"
"Yes, there's a generator in the quarantine area, and Ling Zhaorui can charge his walkie-talkie. I'm afraid he might get upset, so I chat with him every day."
"Ling Zhaorui is much better now. He has no fever or cough, only a headache."
After Su Liuyuan finished explaining to Jiang Fei, he continued chatting with Ling Zhaorui.
Su Liuyuan can talk about the taste of a dish for more than ten minutes.
So much so that Jiang Fei suspected for a moment that Ling Zhaorui's headache was not caused by the virus, but by Su Liuyuan's nagging.
As it turned out, Jiang Fei was overthinking it.
Ling Zhaorui spoke more than Su Liuyuan.
Two chatterboxes!
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At 5:30 the next morning, Jiang Fei got up, put on protective clothing, went to the commercial street, took out boxes of herbs from the supermarket warehouse, and loaded them into the back of 5 trucks.
After Wang Quezi and his companions arrive and Jiang Fei gives them the car keys, he can go back to catch up on his sleep.
Come half an hour earlier in the evening to pack a new batch of herbs and ask Wang Quezi to deliver it.
This was repeated for three days.
On the fourth night, Jiang Fei loaded the last batch of herbs, took out a large truck, and prepared to go to the police station to get the gold, but Wang Quezi did not show up for a long time.
I glanced at the watch on my wrist, 22:15.
Something happened?
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