Yu Xifeng has no habit of wasting food.
So she put the plate of boiled eggs and scrambled eggs into the space.
When the space runs out of food and ammunition, she will eat.
No wonder eggs were the mainstream product on the market before the end of the world.
Braised eggs, tea eggs, soy sauce and vinegar egg yolks, tiger skin eggs, a bowl of farm-style deliciousness.
Eggs are the soft-hearted gods of the culinary world!
It tastes good no matter how you cook it.
Even when boiled in plain water, the eggs are fragrant and tender.
Yu Xifeng planned to let the hens in the chicken coop sit on roost.
She has an incubator that can hatch the eggs, but it is obviously easier to leave it to the hens.
The incubator can only be placed in the flower bed, and the eggs must be turned over at regular intervals.
The time flow rate of the flower bed is twenty times faster. If you are not careful, a plate of fertilized eggs will be destroyed.
I had already wasted a board before, I can’t even describe how heartbroken I was.
When Dabai first started laying, it would lay one egg every three or four days.
Gradually, as time went by, it became a stable routine of one every two days.
Yu Xifeng was afraid that the eggs would break, so he cleared out a rice box to store the eggs.
In less than a month, I had saved up two boxes.
Yu Xifeng stared at the goose egg which was tasteless to eat but a pity to throw away.
I put four in my bag and sent two to Sister Yun.
What I ate at Sister Yun's place was fried goose eggs, which were cooked with cooking wine and cumin to remove the fishy smell. I don't know how Fatty cooked it, but it was much more tender than the one Yu Xifeng fried himself.
The fat man sighed, "I don't know how long it has been since I've seen meat in my kitchen. This goose egg is enough for three meals. Where did you get it from?"
This cooking wine is the fat man's treasure and he will not use it easily.
"Someone in the inner circle secretly raised it, and I exchanged it with someone."
The fat man asked, "What's the price? Can you get some more?"
Yu Xifeng said vaguely: "It's just a goose. I'll go back and ask if they have any in stock."
The fat man has always been a middleman.
He knows better than anyone how important resources and customers are.
So I just mentioned it briefly and didn't ask any further questions.
He took out the batch of top-notch goods he mentioned last time.
A complete set of kingfisher feather headgear.
Auspicious cloud patterns and gemstone brilliance.
Yu Xifeng was shocked. This extreme magnificence and the visual shock of the real thing made it difficult for him to calm down for a long time.
It turns out that blue can be so moving.
Is it really possible for individuals to collect such things before the end of the world?
Sister Yun sat aside, unable to let it go.
If she could afford the price, she might have bought it herself.
Even if you don't use it, just put it in the room, take it out and look at it before going to bed every night, and you will have sweet dreams.
Before Yu Xifeng touched it, he felt the fluctuation of space.
True beauty can touch people's hearts at any time.
The fat man said, "That man wants good things. He needs at least 100 catties of rice and at least 15 catties of meat."
Yu Xifeng asked: "Besides me, is there anyone else who wants to buy it?"
Fatty: "It's hard to say. The Contribution Point Center doesn't accept these things. They ask for a high price. Although there are some people who like to collect them, they don't offer such a high price."
Yu Xifeng thought for a moment and said, "Please stay for two days for me, and I'll go and collect some contribution points."
The fat man said: "You can use part of it, but not all the contribution points."
Yu Xifeng could get what this person wanted, but he couldn't leave too easy an impression on others.
"Life has been tough lately. You can go to the market and have a look. You might be able to get something good." The fat man reminded Yu Xifeng.
The underground shelter has trade needs, but the types of materials included in the contribution points are too few.
A market came into being, right next to the contribution point center.
Yu Xifeng had been there many times in his previous life, but he had never been there in this life.
There are mainly some basic supplies in there.
For the time being, compressed biscuits are still used as currency in circulation.
It's the worst kind of insect powder biscuits.
After a while, there won't even be any insect powder cakes, and instead there will be black bread made from grass seeds.
There is no worst taste, only worse taste.
Yu Xifeng brought the remaining two eggs to Old Man Cai.
What I ate at Old Man Cai’s place was cold-mixed eggs.
I don’t know what Zhang Qiu added to the sauce, but the faint fragrance neutralized the fishy smell.
The egg yolk with sauce is even more delicious.
Yu Xifeng burped and said, "I'll send them again next time... and buy two more."
Zhang Qiu smiled and said, "Don't spend the money. It takes more time to remove the fishy smell from goose eggs. If you find it troublesome, you can boil them in water and mix them with the sauce I gave you last time."
Yu Xifeng walked back after eating and drinking his fill.
She remembered that she had contribution points in her card.
I got it from the robbers I caught when I first came to the underground shelter.
The next day, Yu Xifeng went to the contribution point center to take a look and symbolically exchanged some things.
The types of objects displayed on the LCD screen, as far as food is concerned, are not as rich as those in her space.
But something else attracted Yu Xifeng's attention.
RV.
I have to say, Yu Xifeng was moved.
However, the long list of contribution points displayed at the back made Yu Xifeng feel helpless.
It’s not that Yu Xifeng can’t afford it.
It just needs to be reasonable and compliant, and not arouse suspicion when exchanging such a large amount of materials.
It's not easy.
It would be more difficult to execute than just sneaking in and stealing the RV.
But, everything can only happen once and not again.
If such a large RV disappeared out of thin air, and if it reminds people of the food that disappeared out of thin air in Zheng Weiyang's factory, then it would be a loss.
Yu Xifeng went to the free market next door.
Admission ticket includes 50g of food, anything is fine.
Most of the things people took out were white radishes, sweet potatoes, etc.
Yu Xifeng gave a sweet potato of similar weight.
It's a bit of a stretch to call this place a market.
The stalls stretched across less than one street. Yu Xifeng walked from one end to the other and saw the most rag jackets.
There was a household dragging a large cabinet that looked like it contained medicinal herbs, one or two of which Yu Xifeng had seen at Zhang Qiu's place.
The boss asked for ten pieces of insect powder compressed biscuits, and Yu Xifeng exchanged them for two pieces of pre-apocalyptic compressed biscuits.
Yu Xifeng thought the insect powder biscuits tasted disgusting, so he didn’t stock up.
According to the current price, one piece of compressed biscuit can be exchanged for six to seven insect powder biscuits.
These herbs are picked and packaged very cleanly.
The boss doesn’t look like he’s familiar with medicinal herbs, so he probably picked them up from outside with the search team.
Yu Xifeng paused and asked casually: "Where did you get these from?"
The boss believed that Yu Xifeng was a delicate lady and a big client, so he didn't take any precautions against her.
"There used to be a Chinese medicine hospital in Qianqiu Street, and there were many medicinal bath and health stores nearby. I got the fish from there."
Yu Xifeng looked at the red dates on the side and asked, "How much is this?"
The boss said, "Red dates are more expensive. For the compressed cakes like the ones you just ordered, two pieces can give you half a pound."
Yu Xifeng nodded without commenting.
She has red dates from the supermarket in her space, so there is no need to spend money to buy them.
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