Chapter 6
The small bread was what Ye Qing had just exchanged from the system. The heat had not yet dissipated. Its exterior was baked to a slightly charred aroma, and it tasted extremely crispy, while the inside was very soft. With every bite, one could feel the unique flavor of wheat and yeast contained in the dough. As he ate, it felt as if his taste buds were dancing in his mouth.
Sanmao was feeling so happy that she squinted her eyes and enjoyed the taste of the food.
Ermao and Xiaoqier were the uninhibited type, only focusing on wolfing down their food, muttering, "Delicious, delicious!"
Only Da Mao was more cautious. After drinking the mung bean soup, he only ate half of a small bread. Years of hard life had made him habitually prepared for danger. He only ate half full and carefully closed the remaining half of the bread and put it into the innermost part of the cloth bag, as if he had the sequelae of starvation left over from the famine.
Ye Qing watched the four of them finish their food before starting today's work.
First stop, visit the accommodation in the civilian area.
"There are two types of accommodation on our floor: dormitories and single rooms. Single rooms are private and suitable for families and couples, while dormitories are suitable for singles and those with limited funds. Well, of course, there are also people like me who sleep on the street, but we often get chased away by the street office staff."
Ye Qing looked at him sympathetically for a second, then turned and ordered, "Choose the best one and see."
The little beggar thought Ye Qing wanted to rent a house, so he specially picked the best big bunk bed.
"There is 24-hour surveillance here, and free drinking water is provided once a day, with a whole small cup of water. The price is just a bit high, 15 crystal cores per person per night." The little beggar said with a hint of pride, this is the one with the best value for money.
Ye Qing went in and took a look. The space was the size of a classroom, but there were fifteen bunk beds. It was smelly for 30 people to live in it, and with no sunlight, there was a musty smell.
Ye Qing shook her head. It seemed that the price of 10 crystal cores per person for a four-person dormitory room was not high.
The little beggar brought Ye Qing to a single room and introduced it with a self-satisfied feeling: "The sound insulation here is excellent, and there are windows."
Ye Qing shook his head again, and the investigation of the enemy situation ended there.
"Is there a place to set up a stall to sell things here?"
The little beggar's enthusiasm instantly rose after being hit: "Yes, follow me."
After walking through various paths, we arrived at a central square. It was probably not yet time, as there were only a few small stalls scattered around the square.
The little beggar took Ye Qing to the administrator to pay the day's fee, and then chose a place to set up the stall.
"There will be a lot of people around 7 o'clock. What are you selling, Fairy Sister?"
Ye Qing said mysteriously: "You will know later."
Under the gaze of four pairs of eyes, Ye Qing took out a snack cart. The cart was not big, but it had everything it needed.
There were two large buckets on the right side of the cart, and a pot filled with water and a small cooking area on the left. They were all recessed, making it hard to tell how large they were. Other ingredients and disposable chopsticks were placed underneath the cart. She pressed the start button, and the two buckets and pot began to heat up.
Ye Qing handed the beggar a sandwich and a sausage as the final payment. His work would have ended there, but the beggar volunteered to help run errands: "I'll ask someone to buy it. I'm most familiar with this piece of land."
Before Ye Qing could speak, he disappeared in a flash.
The three Mao brothers suddenly felt threatened and took the initiative to ask: "Boss, what do we need to do?"
Ye Qing took out a stack of flyers and gave them to Sanmao: "Sanmao will be responsible for promotion and give one to everyone. Ermao will be responsible for collecting money and packing, and Damao will be responsible for maintaining order."
The three Mao brothers and sisters answered in unison: "Okay!"
Such a grand event attracted the attention of the surrounding merchants. Seeing that Ye Qing was a stranger, they naturally felt like ostracizing him.
"Old Zhao, can you tell what they are selling?" An old man in black clothes put his hands in his sleeves and started chatting with the owner of the stall next door.
"It should be food." The stall owner, known as Lao Zhao, glanced at Ye Qing, who was not far away. A hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and he even raised his voice a little: "But when it comes to food, Lao Zhao can claim to be the best on this street. No one dares to claim second place. Everyone knows that the roasted exotic beast meat I sell is fragrant and crispy. Even the senior leaders on that floor love it."
The old man in black also knew this and was busy trying to please her: "Yes, I guess she will definitely not do better than today. But Lao Zhao, how long will you grill the meat? When you are ready, give me a skewer."
Old Zhao pouted and complained: "Greedy old ghost, it will be ready soon."
Ermao had eaten the food given by Ye Qing, and the taste was unforgettable. What's more, he was still Ye Qing's man. When he heard someone slandering his boss, he was unhappy and rolled up his sleeves to argue.
But Damao pulled him back and signaled him to calm down with his eyes. The boss looked calm and composed, and it was clear that he was confident. They should stay calm and not cause trouble for the boss.
At this time, the people who had promoted the little beggar also arrived, and a dozen or so people rushed over. However, they looked left and right and didn't see the food in his mouth. They immediately became anxious and said, "Little beggar, are you trying to trick me? Where is this divine delicacy?"
"That's right, little beggar, if you lie to me, don't even think about eating my leftovers anymore."
Ye Qing stood nearby and listened. When he looked at the little beggar, his eyes were immediately filled with sympathy. This kid must have a really hard life.
The little beggar was usually thick-skinned, so he felt a little shy when he was looked at for the first time. He coughed lightly, put his finger on his chin, and pretended to be mysterious: "You will know in a moment."
Although Ye Qing had a systematic cheating tool, the two large buckets of soup took half an hour to cook. More and more people gathered in the square. Some people were attracted by Lao Zhao's roasted animal meat stall and ate the meat with their teeth bared.
And some people couldn't help but want to leave.
"I've been waiting for half an hour and still nothing."
"Forget it, forget it, it's all a lie. I should have known earlier that there is no such thing as delicious food in this world."
Old Zhao also gloated: "That's right, using an excuse to deceive people. Everyone, come and try my barbecue. Fresh wild boar mutant meat, cooked in a unique way, without a trace of strange smell."
At this moment, with a ding sound, the soup was ready.
Ye Qing opened the lid, and steam rose, filling the air with fragrance that spread for miles.
One bucket contains beef brisket and radish soup, using several large beef bones as the base. Simmered over high heat for over ten hours, the marrow melts and seeps into the broth, creating a particularly delicious and refreshing flavor when paired with the sweet white radish. The other bucket contains pork offal soup, which includes the pig's body, blood, small intestines, liver, and lean pork. Using fresh pork slaughtered that day, along with 48 ingredients like scallions, ginger, and garlic, the soup successfully subdues the muttony smell and brings out the pork's delicious flavor.
As soon as the lid was lifted, everyone was unable to move. Lao Zhao didn't even notice that the barbecue in his hand was burnt.
"Oh my god, it smells so good, what is this smell?"
"I'm going to be confused by the fragrance"
A young man was so excited that he rushed to the stall and asked, "Boss, how much is it? I want it!"
As soon as someone took action, everyone started to react and swarmed over in an instant.
"Don't push."
"I came here first."
"Nonsense, I was first."
Seeing this, Damao immediately stepped forward and separated them. His special ability was immense strength, so this job was a piece of cake for him. Most of the people here were ordinary people and low-level special-ability users, and they all began to line up obediently.
Damao maintained order, and the little beggar also helped Ye Qing.
The young man stared at the meat in the bucket and said, "This smells so good, is it okay to eat?"
Ye Qing stood behind the stall, his voice deep and powerful, falling into the ears of everyone present: "It's absolutely true, there is no problem, feel free to check it, and it also has hidden properties!"
Anything containing radiation will have a foul smell no matter how it is handled, but these two pots of soup smell fragrant no matter how you smell them, without any strange smell.
The young man was a gourmet molecule and had the ability to detect radiation. He waved his hand to test it, and the texture of the food instantly became clear, without a trace of radiation flowing.
This is amazing.
He screamed, "It's actually zero radiation. Boss, how much is it? Is it expensive? Give me a bowl!"
Ye Qing: "10 crystal cores a bowl, beef brisket noodles or pig-killing noodles?"
The young man craned his neck, his Adam's apple rolling, and looked for a long time without making a choice. The people behind him couldn't wait any longer and started urging him, "Hurry up, buddy."
"Then let's have beef brisket noodles."
The guy ordered one at random. Since he had never eaten any of them before, they all looked the same.
Ye Qing was seen holding a large colander, taking out a handful of vermicelli from the storage bucket under the car and putting it into the colander, then putting it into a pot of boiling water and boiling it up and down for a few seconds and pouring it into a paper bowl. He then scooped a spoonful of beef and a spoonful of soup from the beef bucket and put them in, and pushed it to the right.
Ermao took it, took out a pair of chopsticks and handed it to the young man: "Here."
The young man threw a second-level crystal core into the money jar that Sanmao was holding and stood aside, unable to wait to eat it.
The aroma of the beef bone soup is so strong that you can feel the deep meaty aroma and its delicious taste with just one bite. The beef brisket is stewed until it is so soft that it almost melts on your tongue with one bite.
The young man took a sip of the white vermicelli and then a bite of the beef. The taste was like heaven. He squinted his eyes and exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Oh my god, it's so delicious."
The people in line around me didn't get their turn yet, so they could only stare at him enviously, their mouths watering unconsciously along with his. Oh my god, it really tastes this good! I really want it to be my turn soon.
The young man took one mouthful after another, and soon the noodles and meat were all gone. He raised the bowl again and drank all the soup in a few gulps. After finishing, he licked his lips with satisfaction.
Then he turned around and asked Ye Qing as if he remembered something: "Boss, I want another serving of pig-killing noodles."
Damao immediately stepped forward to stop them: "You have to queue up again if you want to buy."
When the young man saw the endless queue, his heart immediately sank, and he had no choice but to line up at the end of the queue with his bowl in his hand.
The people queuing behind watched the whole process, gained experience and ordered a bowl of various dishes.
A young man squatted aside, holding a bowl of pig-killing noodles and eating it with gusto. Fresh ingredients were added to the pork bone broth, making the soup base more mellow and rich. The pork was fragrant, the liver was tender, the blood was fresh, the intestines were crisp, and it was accompanied by the fragrance and sweetness of green and red peppers. After finishing this bowl of rich pig-killing noodles, the bottom of the bowl was empty, and he felt very satisfied.
Finally, he drank every drop of the soup and sat aside to burp.
After eating, he was surprised to find that his body felt much better. He looked at the radiation value on the bracelet and found that it had dropped by 10 points. This was a great thing. The problem that even healing psychics could not solve was reduced for the first time after eating a bowl of noodles.
He was like a spinning top, sharing the good news everywhere: "This powder can reduce radiation, this powder can reduce radiation!"
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