Chapter 304 Jingshu, when will the cakes in our factory be sold?
"Yes, yes. Now it only costs a little to prevent us from getting zombie disease. Why do we have to wait until we get zombie disease before treating us? Sumali, that requires a lot of medicine. Since there are so many medicines, can we donate them to those who have zombie disease?" Wang Chao said with cold sweat.
Jingshu burst out laughing. Su Mali really didn't know whether to help them or let them live and continue to suffer in the apocalypse. Those who were infected with zombie disease wanted to understand themselves quickly, but Su Mali was spending a lot of money to find someone to treat them.
Su Mali said seriously, "I'm willing to treat you because we're all classmates, but you must accept punishment for your wrongdoings. Accepting punishment and evading it are two different things. So let it be. I hope you can reform yourself. If you get sick again, feel free to contact me."
Several classmates were dumbfounded, looking at the incomprehensible Su Mali in disbelief. Is there something wrong with this person's brain?
Li Bailong was amused. Many people came here to rescue others, but this person's method was unprecedented. He waved his hand and said, "Since you all agreed, when will you start eating? There are seats prepared for you in several cafeterias. When you finish eating, you can go home."
Xia Liu laughed and said, "This method is still the best. Whoever commits a crime in the future will have to suffer the consequences. Okay, don't be so sad. Someone is here to promise to save you. Just eat without worry."
Who can eat poison cake with peace of mind when faced with someone who wants to eat it?
I have to say, Jingshu really likes this tit-for-tat approach. I heard that in a certain country, if a man rapes a woman, the punishment is to be thrown into prison and raped again... As for how the man is raped? Ahem.
Amidst desperate cries, Su Mali retreated with Jingshu. Everyone thought that this would be a good opportunity to show off Su Mali's wealth and pretend to be powerful. At least she would say with a wave of her hand: "I saved these people." Unexpectedly, it ended with much ado but little action.
The next day, Jingshu brought Gastrodia elata and wolfberry, and finally ate Gastrodia elata pigeon soup and crispy roasted pigeon, which was said to be made by a Michelin three-star chef.
The pigeon roasted to golden brown is about the size of a fist. When you bite it, the skin is crispy and the meat is tender and delicate. Just pull it lightly in your mouth and a whole bone will come out. Some parts are fried until golden brown, so you can chew it up and swallow it together with the bones.
The browned bones were chewed in the mouth, and the aroma of bone marrow and barbecue spread throughout the taste buds. It was so delicious that Jingshu almost swallowed her tongue.
Slurp! It smells so good.
Jingshu wanted to get some live pigeons to raise, but unfortunately, people wouldn't sell them. These are all market prices now. A slaughtered pigeon costs 1888 virtual coins, not to mention a female pigeon that can reproduce. One bite of this kind would cost an apartment in the Banana Community. Since she couldn't get it, Jingshu could only satisfy her craving for it in the future. At worst, she could exchange it for something else.
In fact, selling quails is definitely a good way to make a fortune. Unfortunately, in the apocalypse, Jingshu dares not do otherwise. She just wants to make enough to feed her family.
But, the pigeon sellers must also be worried about the feed problem, right? After all, there are no more red nematodes. Jingshu suddenly had an idea.
"The high school group exploded, did you know that?" Su Mali was gnawing on a pigeon leg. Even the young lady who didn't lick the bottle cap when drinking yogurt now had to lick the bones clean.
Jingshu shook her head. "What about Zhang Lingling?"
Su Mali held her phone in her greasy hands and showed Jingshu the picture. "They were wearing handcuffs and leg shackles, eating red nematode cakes in front of the cafeteria. They even had a sign on. A lot of people were watching, some throwing rocks, some throwing dirty things. I happened to capture a picture of them eating the worm cakes, so I went viral."
Jingshu saw a row of people squatting at the door under the flash lights, crying while eating smelly red nematode cakes. Some people really couldn't eat any more, and kind citizens would help them stuff water in. As for those who accidentally spit it out, kind-hearted people would pick it up and stuff it in again until it was all eaten up without wasting a single drop.
This was done deliberately to allow the public to vent their anger. After all, many people are still worried about whether eating so many cookies will cause zombie disease. Countless people are living in panic.
Jingshu saw Zhang Lingling being held down and cakes being stuffed into her mouth. It was a pity that Moshi had no hair, otherwise there would have been another good hair-pulling show.
When news of Zhang Lingling's behavior spread to the class, many people said that she deserved it. Some people were glad that they did not follow Zhang Lingling at the time, otherwise they would have been tricked by her again. I wonder what Zhang Lingling would feel if she had the chance to come out and see this scene.
The zombie disease incident passed quickly. Those who did not get sick for half a month after eating the cakes would not get sick again. The impact of the incident also gradually decreased. The 300 people at the time spent several days eating all the cakes. They were very full every day. Those who were not seriously affected, such as Wang Chao, died in three days.
Zhang Lingling ate it for half a month, and in the end she vomited reflexively when she saw the red nematode cakes, but she was still forced to eat by people suffering from zombie disease. This group of people became a special group in the country. Their bodies began to rot to varying degrees, and they didn't know when their lives would end. They were desperate and angry every moment.
Jingshu didn't know what happened to these classmates later. She only heard Su Mali say that Zhang Lingling seemed to have anorexia and vomited as soon as she ate. What was surprising was that Zhang Lingling, who ate the most, did not suffer from the zombie disease, while Nima, who ate the least, came to Su Mali for help a month later. She seemed to have suffered from the zombie disease!
However, the popularity of the zombie disease has finally subsided. Now all of China, and even the whole world, is facing problems. The red nematodes are now basically extinct, and China has lost its source of staple food. In addition, the daytime temperature in October dropped to 5 or 6 degrees Celsius, and below zero at night. People are facing survival issues.
"Jingshu, when will our red nematode pancakes go on sale? The price of the pancakes in the cafeteria has risen to 0.7 each. We are going to make a fortune, we are going to make a fortune! You really have foresight to set up this factory when red nematodes were rampant!" My aunt couldn't stand it any longer and called me. She really got her reward after all the hard work. She worked hard for half a year, and now good days are coming!
Jingshu rolled her eyes. "Aunt, the food in the cafeteria is finely processed for human consumption, while ours is roughly processed for poultry. Unless there's a more severe famine, it's best to sell the feed to poultry breeders. Besides, it's not time yet. Let's wait a little longer."
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