The next day, Bai Shuang didn't get up until very late, because the snow leopard was hungry and woke her up with its paw.
I got out of bed and looked at the clock on the wall; it was already 10:30.
After washing up in the space, the snow leopard came out and nudged her leg with its head in protest. It was as if it was saying, "I'm already very hungry, why are you dawdling?"
"Good boy, Snow Leopard. I'll give you a bowl of salmon today."
Upon hearing there was fish to eat, the old dog's mood brightened, and it wagged its tail. It tapped the bowl twice, saying, "Two bowls."
Bai Shuang chuckled when she saw this. When did this guy learn to bargain? He must have learned it from Bai Jiu. Bai Jiu is always talking about food, and now he's corrupted the snow leopard.
Bai Jiu was caught in the crossfire for no reason...
Bai Shuang still gave the salmon to the snow leopard, steamed, because she was worried about parasites in the raw kind.
I gave it some more dog food; I can't give it too much salmon, its stomach won't be able to handle it. But it got upset again, barking twice at Bai Shuang in protest. The owner then knocked on the door.
Bai Shuang ate shrimp dumplings and eight-treasure porridge, plus a plate of cucumber salad.
Today is February, the 21st day of the twelfth lunar month. In nine days, it will be the Spring Festival. According to previous records, the extreme cold will arrive in about 28 days.
Despite having made the necessary preparations, Bai Shuang was still somewhat apprehensive. Theoretical speculation was one thing, but without prior experience, she could only rely on human effort and leave the rest to fate.
Bai Shuang doesn't plan to go out to collect supplies during this period. She wants to enjoy the New Year first. Who knows what next year will be like?
By this time, the potatoes that everyone planted had almost grown to maturity. The sun was kind to them, and the sunlight was good. In a few more days, they would be ready for harvest.
People finally had some harvest, though not much, but at least they wouldn't starve to death now.
The water level downstairs is about to recede to the first floor. Everyone looks at the sky outside. Some cheer excitedly, while others cry out in despair. Without exception, they all hope that this damned natural disaster will end.
The Spring Festival is just around the corner, and everyone hopes that what we've experienced so far was just a dream, and that when we wake up, we'll still be living a prosperous and peaceful life, with our family and friends still around.
The people in Building C were equally happy, all believing that the disaster was about to end.
In the afternoon, Wang Xiu from downstairs came over. Bai Shuang saw her through the screen door, turned around and put away the things that shouldn't be in the living room, and opened the door.
She rarely came to Bai Shuang's house and was a little reserved. Bai Shuang gave her a bottle of mineral water and asked her to sit down and talk.
During this time together, Bai Shuang felt that their overall performance was okay, provided that they were not on the verge of starvation.
"You're really something. Not only did you survive the disaster so well, but everyone in the building benefited from your good fortune."
Bai Shuang: "It's nothing, just that I've gained some medical skills and know a little martial arts."
"That's already quite remarkable; in chaotic times, might makes right."
Whether might makes right is unknown, but Bai Shuang knows that those who lack strength will definitely be bullied.
"Miss Bai, do you think this disaster is really coming to an end?"
Bai Shuang: "Who knows? This winter isn't cold, but spring might be bitterly cold. Anyway, the climate has been abnormal for the past two years."
Bai Shuang hoped the disaster would end there, but was that even possible?
Wang Xiu also sighed, wishing it could all end.
"When I arrived, they wanted me to ask you how the information you provided was going."
They were asking about the reward for providing the information, but actually, Bai Shuang planned to pay them today even if they didn't ask. Bai Shuang didn't lack anything and wouldn't mistreat them in this matter.
Bai Shuang: "I've rested well. I was planning to distribute the food to everyone this afternoon."
Last time we raided an illegal operation, we got some more grain.
"Everyone asked me to ask you, is it possible to have that loach feast again during the Spring Festival?"
Bai Shuang: "Loach feast? What loach feast?"
"It's the one we ate last New Year's Day."
They call the pickled cabbage and loach feast a "loach banquet." Bai Shuang thinks these people are good at coming up with names. They used to have the Confucius Mansion Banquet and the Whole Lamb Banquet, and now they have the Loach Banquet.
Sure, I've also raised some loaches. We can share them with everyone or eat them together.
After that, Bai Shuang resumed her life of practicing martial arts, studying, and refining medicine. She also often called Bai Jiu and the others over to spar. After being nourished by the spiritual spring water, their martial arts strength improved rapidly.
Bai Chang: "Why do I feel like I have inexhaustible energy right now?"
Bai Jiu: "That's because we've been with Miss for so long, we've absorbed her ethereal aura."
Bai Shuang: "...You can't talk nonsense when you go out."
"Of course."
Time flies, and New Year's Eve is here in the blink of an eye.
Bai Jiu and Bai Chang arrived early to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner together.
Let's go eat some delicious food!
Bai Shuang retrieved a six-star king crab from the spirit spring pool.
The snow leopard's leg injury has almost healed, and it wagged its tail excitedly when it saw the king crab.
Bai Jiu: "Miss, you even have this kind of thing?"
Let's have another pot of xiaolongbao, and then make a steamed grouper and braised beef brisket with tomatoes. That'll be enough meat and vegetables.
Lettuce, blanched bok choy, king oyster mushrooms with oyster sauce, and steamed shiitake mushrooms with garlic and vermicelli.
Another bowl of watercress soup, and for drinks, let's have pomelo tea made by Bai Shuang with fresh pomelo and honey from her space. It's appetizing, helps with digestion, and cools you down, a perfect match for today's big feast.
Dressing the snow leopard in a Santa Claus outfit would be especially festive.
The food was ready, and the three of them sat down at the table, ready to feast. Bai Jiu was still muttering to himself:
Eat more fish heads—you'll never have to worry about food and clothing.
Eat more beef and mutton—may your life be blessed.
Eat more rice—and you'll be rich!
Just then, he heard a knock at the door. He glared at the doorway and asked, "Who is it?"
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