Since he didn't go to fish out the cloud in the morning, he didn't come in the afternoon, so Anran restored all the things to their original places.
This time we didn’t dare put the firewood pile outside, so we stuffed it into the utility room at the back. We sprayed a layer of gel on the outer wall again to prevent the utility room from falling apart.
There were no more clouds until evening, so Anran had to go make dinner.
I grilled seven or eight small fish, fried some conch shells, and cooked a bowl of rice.
I was sitting by the fire waiting for the clouds to come, but for some reason today, I waited until after nine o'clock and still didn't see any clouds.
An Ran even suspected that she had been blown to the end of the world, where there were no more clouds.
An Ran was about to take off her clothes and go to bed when a wilted cloud floated to her door in a listless manner.
Did this cloud drink alcohol? There are two red halos on both sides.
An Ran fished it out and poked it in the net. "You are suspected of drunk driving. I arrest you now and order you to hand over all the supplies."
After being dragged into the house, the drunk driver Yuntuan actually gave her three bottles of white wine.
An Ran looked at one of the bottles of liquor in her hand, which was half empty.
Wow, Yuntuan, who was transporting supplies, even knew how to drink secretly.
After poking the cloud that fell to the ground, Anran put it on the kang.
Her little boy likes a warm bed, so he should like this too.
Facts have proved that the little cloud dumplings all have something in common: they like the warm kang very much. The dumplings, which were originally somewhat three-dimensional, have turned into pancakes, indicating that they sleep very comfortably.
Anran couldn't help but laugh. These clouds were really varied and cute.
She herself doesn't drink white wine. For An Ran, it is only suitable for cooking.
After thinking about it, she hung up half a bottle and intentionally chatted privately.
She herself doesn't like to drink, but there are always people who like to drink, such as some alcoholics.
As soon as she posted it, she received more than a dozen private messages asking her if she wanted to sell the wine.
An Ran chatted with them privately.
Zhang Wei: [Are you selling this wine? How much is it?]
To be honest, An Ran didn't know what to ask for. Alcohol was useless to her, but for these people, it was fate.
Could it be more expensive?!
The devil in An Ran's heart was bubbling up, but she still asked tentatively.
"I want the island cloud."
Zhang Wei: [Trading a piece of island cloud for half a bottle of wine from you is not a good deal.]
An Ran: "But I have one of a kind here, you can't get it anywhere else.
Think about it, this island cloud can still be obtained, but this wine? It has been so long, do I have to sell it myself? "
An Ran started to deceive people, determined to deceive them.
Zhang Wei is an alcoholic. Before he came to prison, he was a heavy drinker. Most of the money he earned was spent on drinking. He was drunk all day long and sometimes even slept on the street.
He didn't give his money to his family, but spent it all on alcohol. His wife couldn't stand such a drunkard and divorced him with the children.
As a result, he regretted it for a while, but after that period of time, he still refused to repent and continued to drink.
On the contrary, he felt that he had lost his wife and children, did not have to pay money to support the family, and no one nagged him or controlled him drinking, so he was more relaxed and had no guilt.
After playing the survival game, I had no alcohol to drink and felt miserable every day, as if bugs were crawling all over my body.
Now when I see An Ran selling wine, I come over immediately.
There was no need to fool An Ran, as she was addicted to alcohol and had long been unable to control herself.
He lost nothing in the strong wind, except some firewood.
Zhang Wei: [The wine is a little too little, can you give me some more?]
An Ran: "I don't have much wine here, it's first come, first served. If you think it's not enough, give me two pieces of Island Cloud and I'll give you a bottle, how about that?"
Zhang Wei thought for a while and looked at his cloud island which was about 40 square meters. Island clouds were not rare nowadays.
As long as you are not too unlucky, you can still get it.
He was trembling all over from wanting the wine, and he urgently needed this thing to save his life.
Without much thought, I cut two island clouds and exchanged them for a bottle of wine.
There was one and a half bottles left. Anran kept half a bottle, and someone gave her a prescription for the remaining bottle.
[Hemostatic gel recipe, would you like to learn?]
An Ran clicked yes. This drunkard would sell anything just to get drunk.
This hemostatic gel is not that coagulant. That coagulant is for small wounds, while this one is for more serious wounds.
Some large cuts and lacerations are useful.
[Hemostatic gel: 5 jasmine leaves, 1 hemostatic herb, 150ml water.]
She didn't have any hemostatic herb, so she went to the trading area to look for it.
Yes, there are, but in small quantities and they are expensive.
After all, the medicinal effects of the hemostatic herb are clearly written on it: it can stop bleeding and promote tissue regeneration.
A small grass the size of a palm requires one pound of food and one liter of water.
An Ran bought it without bargaining, and then clicked to synthesize.
A ball of emerald green jelly-like substance fell into Anran's palm. It was cool and had a faint fragrance.
Each ball weighs about 150 grams, and I don’t know how many times it can be used.
Put the hemostatic gel in a plastic bottle and put it in your pocket.
This is so useful, these bottles of wine are really worth the money.
After she sold out, some people came to ask if she had any wine. An Ran thought about it and hung up the remaining half bottle as well.
She wanted hemostatic herb this time. Several people came to ask about the wine, but none of them had hemostatic herb.
Enron was not sold.
He also spent a cotton quilt in the trading area to buy five hemostatic herbs from the same person, and synthesized them into hemostatic gel.
The person selling the hemostatic grass really needs warming supplies, otherwise he wouldn't be selling it.
Moreover, if there is medicine but no prescription, it will be useless.
Now most people come up with blueprints of daily necessities and furniture, and only occasionally there are weapon blueprints.
Prescriptions are even rarer.
Therefore, what medicine needs is scarce materials, and what it doesn’t need is grass.
Because it cannot be used alone without a prescription, this is also a pitfall of the system design.
An Ran felt at ease only when she had medicine on her, otherwise she would always feel unsafe.
If you get injured on Earth, there are hospitals, but here you have to rely on yourself.
And then I couldn't find it anymore. There weren't many of these hemostatic herbs.
An Ran got six balls of hemostatic gel and was in a good mood. She didn't plan to sell the gel at the moment. After all, the quantity was small. When she had more herbs, she could produce it in large quantities.
Otherwise she was afraid she wouldn't be able to find the hemostatic herb.
After all, there are only a few of them in the trading area.
I left two bottles at home and took the rest with me.
Anran stretched and went out to retrieve supplies.
As soon as I arrived in front of the cloud, I sensed that there was danger inside the dark cloud.
The sense of danger wasn't strong, so she should be able to handle it.
She had stopped turning on the flashlight after getting the star lantern, but now she turned it on again and hung it on the door frame.
After the weapons were ready, a fishing net was used to pull down the large cloud.
The cloud fell onto the Cloud Island, revealing a small green monster inside.
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