Back to the end of the world: I relied on billions of supplies to win over natural disasters

Chapter 123 "Little Tabby Cat."

After working hard until lunch time, they cleaned the floor and helped with the ingredients that would be used later.

"Yunyan." Chi Yue handed Chi Yunyan a piece of liver and five or six pounds of pork: "Go to Zheng's house and come back in exchange for some vegetables."

The vegetables they planted are not yet mature.

You can't just eat meat.

"Okay." Chi Yunyan put on his raincoat, mask and goggles, took the plastic bag she handed him, and hurried out.

Not long after, he came back with cabbage, garlic sprouts, lettuce and a bag of rice: "Brother Zheng also gave me two kilograms of rice."

Chi Yue said "hmm".

She knew that Zheng Yuanyang gave so much because of their friendship with Lu Hui, so she didn't say much.

"Give it to Qin Yao." She chopped the ginger and garlic into particles and put them into a bowl: "It's just enough for us to have a meal."

"Hey... isn't there still rice at the end of the village?" Chi Yunyan suddenly paused: "Should we exchange pork for some?"

"can."

Although the villagers only change it once a year, pork is not always available, so someone must change it with them.

Wen Qizhou: "Ask Brother Zheng again, who is the best person to change with, so as not to be cheated by others."

After all, they are foreigners. If they go door-to-door and inquire, there is no chance that they will meet the second Yang family.

By then, it will also be easy to get scammed.

"Okay." He made a quick trip and came back with the news he had learned: "Brother Zheng asked us to find the Li family."

He relayed Zheng Yuanyang's suggestions and the Li family's address verbatim, and did not forget to mention that their family could exchange flour.

"Well, let's go there in the afternoon." Wen Qizhou put down the steaming teacup and walked into the kitchen to serve the dishes.

The strong fragrance hits.

On the two square tables put together, gradually appeared twice-cooked pork with garlic sprouts, sweet and sour pork loin, braised pork, crispy pork ribs, stir-fried lettuce, and a large bowl of cabbage soup with meatballs.

People who haven’t eaten pork for a long time will immediately pick up their favorite dish as soon as it is served, and they can’t wait to devour their tongues.

"Master Ming, you and Yan Shuo's cooking skills are so good!" Ge Qinyao praised the two chefs without hesitation.

Seeing the satisfied look on his face, Yan Shuo and Mingzhang smiled after receiving the praise and asked him to eat more food.Wen Yaxian, who was also impressed by their cooking skills, said vaguely: "It would be great if I could eat pork more often!"

"Yes." Yan Shuo was quite optimistic: "With so many mountains nearby, we will definitely be able to hunt a second wild boar."

"Too."

They looked at the windows covered with yellow sand, hoping to achieve their goal of "eating meat regularly".

Chi Yue chewed the ribs silently.

The grease from the pork ribs stuck to her lips, but she didn't notice it at all. Wen Qizhou, who was holding the pork balls for her, was the first to notice it.

"Little cat." He whispered in Chi Yue's ear in a voice that only they could hear.

She looked up in confusion, and saw him bending his long knuckles, gently touching the corners of her lips, and wiping off the golden oil residue.

"..." She pursed her lips, pretending not to see the unsightly oil residue, and called him: "I want to eat meatballs."

"Well, I'll give it to you."

Of course Wen Qizhou would indulge her.

He gave Chi Yue two meatballs and waited for her to finish the food in the bowl, then picked up the spoon and scooped her a bowl of soup.

"It's good to hold up." Under their influence, Chi Yue accidentally ate too much, and her flat abdomen also gained a touch of curvature.

She leaned on the back of the chair and was about to rub her belly when a gentle hand suddenly came over and rubbed her in a circular motion.

The veins lurking under the skin of the back of his hand were looming and reflected in Chi Yue's eyes according to his current movements.

She stroked the prominent veins, and her warm fingertips seemed to be wrapped with a numb itch, extending from the back of his hand to the entire arm.

"Stop playing." He held the hand and leaned close to her small earlobe: "Shall we go into space to eat?"

The space is large.

Great for their walks.

"Okay." Using their lunch break as an excuse, they returned to the bedroom, locked the door, and held each other's hands into the space.

(End of this chapter)