Natural Disaster: Building Infrastructure in a Post-apocalyptic Town

Chapter 344 Frozen food, don't!
Many tenants in the small town travel together, and they think that it is best to plant their plants together, so as to avoid embarrassment when they do not remember the location of these plants even if they are planted by themselves.

Together with someone, you can also remember where they planted the plants.

Informed by the little boy, Han Yinghe took other friends to the botanical garden to buy dozens of fruit trees, and brought a lot of free saplings to plant outside together.

In addition to the survivors who shop for fruit trees and flowers, there are also some survivors who plant ordinary trees.

They have nothing but hope that these trees can grow up and bring more green and hope to this end times.

The fourth tenant: I hope that there will be more frozen food in the self-service vending store. I want to set up a stall, but there are not many things that can be sold.If there are more frozen foods in self-service vending stores, I can use these frozen foods to make my own stall delicacies.

Qi Wan took an ice cream from the freezer and returned to the chair to sit.

There are indeed not many items in the self-service vending shop. Basically, what is produced in the small town will be sold in the self-service vending shop.

Qi Wan thinks it is too unrealistic to freeze food for no reason.She thinks it is best to sell whatever is available.

Don't always rely on the town, learn to do it yourself.

According to the opinion of this small town tenant, he wanted to build a stall and use frozen food for processing.

There are many raw materials in the self-service store, which can be made from raw materials.

For example, flour and pork can be made into dumplings or wontons.Or, make homemade mashed sweet potatoes and mashed potatoes.

Many things are processed, and it is not necessary to use ready-made ones directly.Things processed by individuals will be more delicious than things made by machines.

So the frozen food mentioned by this tenant is ignored.

Those who are capable can also make a lot of delicious things.

Qi Wan remembered that there were survivors setting up stalls next to the stalls in the small town. They also bought raw materials in the self-service store, processed and sold them themselves.

Now that there is already a precedent, there is no need to ask the little housekeeper to add frozen food.

Besides, now she wants to rent out these ten self-employed small shops, so that the survivors can develop their skills.

Let the small town be responsible for everything, so how can the survivors use their crafts to make money.

"Xiao Qi, do you want something spicy or light tonight?"

Uncle Han is working on a solar-powered rotary cooker with a few peppers in his hand.

Qi Wan looked at the pepper in Old Man Han's hand and suddenly felt that she had a great appetite. She threw the ice cream stick in the trash can aside and nodded.

"I'm going to eat something spicy tonight. I'm craving spicy diced chicken." Qi Wan glanced at the yard, but she didn't seem to see any ingredients for the chicken. "I'll bring a chicken and I'll be in charge of cutting it."

Qi Wan stood up, walked directly to the vegetable cutting table, and Kong Kong took out a skinned chicken.

The chickens raised in the small town are all very big, originally about six or seven catties.But now the scope of the town is too large, even if there are enough specific employees, there is no way to directly harvest every chicken when it is mature.

Especially those chickens that run around on the hills outside the town wall are more difficult to harvest in the first place, so that the chickens harvested later are basically about ten catties.

This kind of chicken is an old chicken, and it stands to reason that the taste will be a little bit thicker, but this is a small town, even if it is an old chicken, its taste is kept at its best.

Therefore, these late-harvest chickens are heavy and delicious.

This kind of chicken sells well in self-service stores, and everyone likes the big ones.

Qi Wan picked up a bone-cutting knife and chopped off the chicken's neck.

Then break it down a little bit and take out the contents.

Han Yinghe and his friends had already planted trees outside the town, and when they came back, they saw Qi Wan chopping chicken.

While chatting, the internal organs were not processed, so he consciously came over to help.

"Sister, the head of the base in City C asked me to ask if you are free tonight, and he invited you to dinner. He said that he won the No.1 in the competition today, so he should celebrate."

When Qi Wan heard what Han Yinghe conveyed, she raised her brows slightly, tilted her head, and curled the corners of her mouth slightly.

I didn't expect that there was such a thing as celebration.

"We have to cook for ourselves tonight, and he wants to invite me to dinner, so that will have to wait until tomorrow." Qi Wan replied.

Chicken, she chopped it all up.It doesn't make sense for the chicken to be cut in half and to eat other people's food.The most important thing is that no matter where you eat, there is no spicy chicken.

Tonight, she just wants to eat this appetizing spicy dish.

Han Yinghe nodded again and again, the chicken was already half processed.

"Then I'll go talk to the base commander."

After finishing speaking, Han Yinghe went to the sink beside him to wash his hands first, and then walked out of the fence gate. Unexpectedly, Song Junling was standing at the gate.

"Xiaohe, hello. Has Mayor Qi made any reply? It seems that it's getting late now, and it's time to go to dinner."

Song Junling was standing at the door, only looking at Han Yinghe.

Han Yinghe glanced back, Qi Wan, who was still handling the chicken, shook her head.

"My sister said that half of the chickens have been processed. If you want to treat me, you have to wait until tomorrow."

Only then did Song Junling look inside, and saw Qi Wan who was concentrating on cutting chicken nuggets at a glance.

"Why don't you ask me, I'm also good at cooking, why don't you let me help?"

Song Junling doesn't mention treats now, but only mentions his own cooking skills. He has been cooking for more than ten years and has already developed a good cooking skill.

Han Yinghe stood where he was, just looked back at Qi Wan, and asked Song Junling's question.

Qi Wan looked up at Song Junling, only to see him standing there with a sincere face, expecting Qi Wan's reply, and even made a very lively gesture of cooking.

By the way, he gave himself a thumbs up, and the expression on his face was full of confidence.

Qi Wan looked sideways at Old Man Han, thought for a moment, and decided to agree.

It's also a good thing that someone comes over to help.At least Uncle Han didn't have to work so hard, and there were still people who could help.

"Then trouble Mr. Song, Xiaohe, let Mr. Song come in."

After speaking, Qi Wan continued to chop the chicken in her hand.What she wants to eat is spicy diced chicken, but the chicken needs to be chopped where it should be.

This whole chicken, except for the wings and legs, she plans to cut into small pieces.

Small pieces of chicken are more flavorful when fried.

(End of this chapter)