Chapter 519: Doomsday Restaurant
Leave the roadblock and continue driving forward.
After about a few hundred meters, the two saw some shed-like structures on the side of the road.
It seems that there should be planting areas inside.
There was a thin layer of snow on the greenhouse.
But it still looked white from above. No wonder they couldn't see anything when looking down from the helicopter.
It is no wonder that the roadblocks for collecting tolls are set up so far away. It turns out that they are to protect the crops in the greenhouse.
After entering Wangjiang Village, I was wearing an iron plate with a positioning chip on it, and was told that the boss here was not an ordinary person. Who would dare to take the risk to steal food from the fields?
Lu Yuan drove forward for about three or four kilometers and finally saw the village.
As we walked along, although the road was long, the snow was not very thick, so it seemed that it was cleared at least once a day.
After entering the village, Han Ying clearly felt that the houses in this village were much better than those in Hongmei Village where they lived currently.
The houses are almost the same as they were before the apocalypse. Although it is obvious that they have been renovated and rebuilt, there are not many private individuals who can afford such conditions after the apocalypse.
Because before the apocalyptic tsunami, most of the supplies were already in government hands, and very little was privately owned.
Unless it was hidden secretly at the time and not discovered by the authorities, or it was taken out from the authorities after the end of the world.
There are many buildings, one next to the other, but they are generally not very tall.
Some have three or four floors, some have six or seven floors, or even more than ten floors.
It was still morning, and the two people in the car could see through the snowflakes floating in front that there were many people living in those houses.
What's more, the two of them discovered that many shops on the roadside were open for business.
This seemed somewhat novel to Han Ying.
You know, even a base as big as Penglai Base has only one shopping mall open, but when Han Ying walked over here just now, she saw at least seven or eight shops open.
Such a big village, with so many refugees hiding here, Han Ying guessed that there must be a factory built here.
But it is unknown where the factory is.
It was my first time here, and even with the address given by Wang Dazhuang, it was still difficult to find the place.
So Lu Yuan found a shop with "Duck Hot Food Shop" written outside and stopped the car.
This is obviously a restaurant, but the name is a bit unremarkable.
The restaurant's door was surrounded by the kind of transparent curtains used before the apocalypse to prevent air conditioning from leaking out.
When we entered the store, there were 6 tables inside, two of which were already occupied by several people.
I didn’t expect the store name to have a bad review, but the business is pretty good.
The store is quite large, and there are two burning stoves in the aisle between the six tables, so the temperature inside the store is a little higher than outside and not that cold.
Han Ying and Lu Yuan found a seat near the stove and took off their hats.
"Take a look at the menu, what would you like to order?"
Seeing the guests coming, a middle-aged woman in her forties came out from the kitchen.
The two looked up at the menu posted on the wall. Wow, there were quite a lot of dishes.
Pig head 200 points
Braised pork 260 points
Beef offal soup 300 points
Minced Pork and Dried Eggplant 60 points
Black pepper anti-hunger mashed potatoes 30 points
Stir-fried winter melon 50 points
.....
3 liang of white rice 10 points
3 liang of mixed grain rice 5 points
1 serving of white rice porridge 6 points
1 serving of multi-grain porridge 3 points
I didn’t expect that I could pay with points!
That is to say, the currency in circulation in Wangshan Village is also points, which makes things much easier.
After looking at the menu, Han Ying and Lu Yuan both had doubts in their minds.
"Madam boss, is this stir-fried winter melon fresh?"
Han Ying pointed to the stir-fried winter melon on the menu which cost 50 points.
"Are you new here? It's fresh winter melon. Would you like to try some?"
The proprietress glanced at the two of them, but did not show anything unusual. After all, there were often new people coming here.
"Then have one, two servings of rice, one serving of braised eggplant without the meat, one serving of mashed potatoes, and egg drop soup, that's all."
When you are out and about, people with plenty of meat in their two spaces dare not eat meat casually.
After all, you can’t tell whether it’s real pork or beef if it’s chopped up.
"200 points for a sincere discount."
Han Ying ordered the dishes, and the proprietress placed a piece of paper with the names of several dishes on their table.
A meal costs 200 points, which is unaffordable for most people.
The dishes they ordered were quite ordinary, which showed that the people in Wangshan Village were not ordinary people.
However, Han Ying decisively and carefully took out two points cards with a face value of 100 yuan from the backpack behind her.
When the farm sold grain before, part of it was used on the points card, and part was directly transferred to the mobile phone account.
After all, the workers have to be paid every week, and few of them have mobile phones, so they are issued points cards.
So there are actually quite a few points cards in the basement.
"You two are very careful."
After the proprietress left, a middle-aged man at the table closer to the two turned around and looked at them.
Han Ying and Lu Yuan naturally knew what the middle-aged uncle was talking about, so Lu Yuan replied: "It's your first time traveling far away, so you'd better be careful."
"It's good to be careful."
The middle-aged man smiled and continued to eat.
It didn't take long before the boss brought their dishes.
Perhaps they were worried that the food would get cold before they were finished, so a shallow stove was placed under the plates with the food, with a piece of burning charcoal in the stove heating it slightly.
That's very thoughtful.
The dishes looked good, but the two did not start eating right away.
Without anyone behind her noticing, Han Ying unzipped her winter coat and took out a little rabbit from her arms.
That way, even if someone saw it, they would just think she hid the rabbit in the inside pocket of her coat.
Feed the little rabbit a little bit of each, and wait for a few minutes until the little rabbit is ready before starting to eat.
It’s no wonder that the two of them were so cautious; after all, it was their first time in this strange place.
Although it may seem okay from the outside, after the end of the world you must assume the worst of others to ensure your own safety.
So Han Ying would rather be careful to ensure the safety of herself and Lu Yuan.
What Han Ying and Lu Yuan were most curious about was the stir-fried winter melon.
The proprietress just said that this is made with fresh winter melon. If it is true, it means that Wangshan Village or Qingcheng is already able to grow winter melon or a new type of winter melon.
If they could get the seeds and take them back, they would have one more vegetable on their farm.
The most important thing is that winter melon is easy to preserve. If you let a winter melon mature naturally without cutting it, it can be preserved for several months, or even longer.
Picking up the chopsticks, each person ate a piece of winter melon first. The texture was a little rougher than the winter melon before the end of the world, but it seemed to have a hint of sweetness.
I just don’t know if the sweetness is caused by cooking or if it comes naturally to the winter melon.
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