Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

The whole grain pancakes are out of the pot, one for each person, line up to get them.

In addition to a pancake for each person, there is also half a bowl of hot soup.

The miners consciously lined up at the end, and when they saw such a big pancake, their eyes immediately turned red.

Zhang Honghua, who was in charge of distributing the pancakes, had a stern face but kept sighing in her heart.

It's so miserable, it's so miserable.

Everyone looked like a skeleton with a thin layer of skin hanging on it, and their hands were covered with calluses, which showed how much torture they had endured. Several young wives who helped distribute pancakes and hot soup couldn't help crying, and their low sobs could be heard during the meal.

After dinner, everyone rested for a while and then continued on their way.

Seeing the young boys struggling to push the carts, the skinny men hurried over to help.

What they didn't know was that two days after they left, a group of people went to Wushan at night and were blown to pieces by the landmines buried by Song Pan'er.

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Song Pan'er sat cross-legged on the futon her father made for her. She was too lazy to even use plastic sheet to put under it. She was already a dirty baby, so she just let it stay dirty. It didn't matter.

When he opened the plane trading system, a wrinkled face appeared on the opposite side.

"My dear, I'm glad to see you again."

Song Pan'er smiled sweetly, "Grandpa Zhai, I'm also very happy that I'm still alive."

The old man opposite is surnamed Zhai. He comes from the immortal realm and is a native of the immortal realm. Unfortunately, he is not an immortal cultivator, but an ordinary person from a small town governed by an immortal sect called "Hengwu Sect" in the immortal realm.

Today is the second time the two have traded.

In the last transaction, Song Pan'er exchanged two pieces of gold for a handful of spiritual tea.

This cup of spiritual tea was given to Old Man Zhai as a thank you for accidentally helping an inner disciple of the Hengwu Sect.

He held the spiritual tea, but was reluctant to drink it and didn't dare to show it to others, so he gave it to Song Pan'er.

Song Pan'er gave him a crystal core and asked him to ask those immortal cultivators if he could exchange it for some things from the "Hengwu Sect".

"My friend, I asked that immortal, and he said that what you gave me is a good thing, called...Spirit Crystal!" Old Man Zhai said, picking up a white jade bottle and passing it to me. "This is what he gave me in exchange. He said it's a pill that can prolong life."

Then a blue and white porcelain jar was passed over, "This is the extra spiritual tea he gave me."

Song Pan'er was very happy. She didn't expect that the crystal core could really be exchanged for things.

There are all kinds of things in the world of cultivating immortals, and people won't be interested in ordinary things. The only thing she has that the other party might be willing to exchange is the crystal core.

Song Pan'er handed over a bag of small change, which was her thank-you fee to Old Man Zhai.

Afterwards, Song Pan'er passed on ten crystal cores and asked Old Man Zhai to help exchange them for some more things. She also gave him an extra bag of sweet potatoes, potatoes and seeds, and told him how to plant them.

Old Man Zhai's family background was not very good, as he had a large family under him, but he was a very honest person. The can of spiritual tea was actually given to him by the immortal, and he also gave it all to Song Pan'er.

Because he was an ordinary native, Song Pan'er did not take out more crystal cores for exchange.

She might encounter other immortal cultivation planes in the future, so she felt that she should keep some more so that she could trade directly with the immortal cultivators when the time comes.

After the transaction was completed, Song Pan'er opened the bottle of pills.

A fresh fragrance instantly lingered in her nose. She poured it out and counted it, and found that there were eight in total.

She couldn't wait to throw one into her mouth. The pill melted in her mouth and was gone before she could taste it.

Song Paner: ...

It's like taking a breath of fresh air.