Doomsday Survival, I have a car system that needs money

Tens of thousands of lamps and lanterns produce smoke, daily necessities, rice, oil and salt for another day.

Now, there are no Wanjia and lights, but Ning Shishi still spends a new day busy.

After breakfast in the morning, she drove around the town as usual and saw the empty streets and roads. She nodded with satisfaction: "Today is another beautiful day."

Drive the car to the place where the supplies were collected yesterday, continue to collect useful things and "borrow" those valuable items from the owner's house.

Don't look at the town as small and not rich, but I didn't expect that many people's private possessions in their homes are pretty good.What made her even more happy was: the people here are very honest, there are really not many expensive luxury goods, the most fashionable household appliances, and 3C products in the city, and the most strict ones are real money.

Locked in the bedside table or on the top of the large wardrobe, packed in a metal biscuit box and important things such as household registration, real estate certificates, etc., are the most valuable jewelry in the house.

Especially the bright gold necklaces and bracelets, and the small bracelets and pendants for children are mostly made of gold and silver. Although the weight is not large, it cannot withstand the large number. Basically, every household can find some.

When Ning Shishi was collecting things, he muttered from time to time: "You don't need these anymore, so I took them away, and I will burn some paper for you later, assuming I bought them."

The reason why she said that was because she had just seen a lot of yellow paper for ghost coins, as well as folded gold and silver ingots in a funeral supplies store in the town, piled up in the corner like a hill.

The house was dark, and there were a few paper-wrapped people standing behind the door. When I first entered, I saw them at a glance, and almost passed away in one breath.

"I don't know who designed it. People who stick paper sticks have to paint their faces red. It's really scary."

She breathed a sigh of relief after seeing what it was. Although she occasionally begged Bodhisattva Buddha and the Five Gods of Wealth in her heart to bless her to make more money and make a lot of money... But after all, she was a person who grew up with nine years of compulsory education. She didn't really believe it.

Rather than saying it is the way back for the dead, it is better to say it is the sustenance of the living.

Ning Shishi walked around this old and small funeral shop. The front door was closed and the room looked very dark. She opened the back door and illuminated it with the car lights to see clearly the furnishings in the shop.

Who said that funeral supplies are old-fashioned, isn't it?There are also two luxury cars made of paper hanging on the wall, which are still convertible.There are also a lot of "high-end goods" on the counter, even computers, mobile phones, and handheld game consoles. The models are still the latest models.

Ning Shishi thought it was fun. She had never been in contact with this kind of store, so she couldn't help but lie on the counter and take a closer look.

"It turns out that the underworld has become inflationary like this?"

She looked at a large bundle of ghost coins printed with "100000000000 yuan".

After counting it again, I realized that it was 1000 billion. Ning Shixi shook his head: "I don't know if the money will be burned and the underworld will accept it."

In addition to the currency with a definite amount printed on it, there were bundles of yellow paper printed on it in the style of crude copper coins.

"Are these only for the poor?" It feels very perfunctory.

After looking around the house, she continued to look for things. There was a small bedroom behind the shop, and there was only a simple wooden bed, tables, chairs, benches and a small wardrobe in it. Looking at the furnishings, she felt like an old man.

Sure enough, she pried open the drawer on the table, opened the iron box inside, and looked through: there was only one person in the household registration book, and the old lady would be over 80 years old if the date of birth was still there.

"It's an old man who lives alone."

Ning Shishi didn't see the other people's registration pages, so he put down his account book and put away a few small earrings and gold rings.There is a cloth bag at the bottom of the iron box.

Ning Shishi touched it and felt that it looked like a passbook or something. She picked it up, and there was a corner of what was inside, which was a photo.

She pulled out the photo. It was a black and white family portrait. It could be seen that the family was considered well off at that time.

The male host wears a pair of glasses, combs his head sideways, and wears a white shirt, which is very energetic. The woman has short hair with ears. Although the hairstyle is simple, it is obviously well-groomed. It is delicate.

The two sat side by side on a long bench, with smiles on their faces, holding a child on their laps. It was a boy and a girl with hairstyles. The boy looked about four or five years older, and the girl was just over one year old. With soaring braids.

Ning Shishi took a look and felt that this was probably the old lady's family listed in the household registration book. I don't know if she is reunited with her family now.

She put the photo back in the cloth bag.

There was a square black iron basin in the corner, and there was still a lot of paper ashes in it. Ning Shishi dragged the basin to the open space in the backyard, took some paper ingots and threw them in and burned them. Covered it with a shovel of soil, and drove away after making sure that it would not stand up again.

After a busy morning, the harvest is okay, it's time to wash your hands and prepare lunch.

She mixed a small pot of flour in the car, and suddenly wanted to eat steamed buns today.

Ning Shishi is not from the north, but she also likes pasta, but she has never made steamed buns before, but when she looked at the map in that bookstore, she found that there are still cookbooks, and it seems that the stock has not been sold for a long time , she simply took it back to see for herself.

There is a way to make steamed buns on it, and it is accompanied by a photo of plump and plump round steamed buns. Ning Shishi saw this page last night and felt that his mouth was watering, so he decided to eat it at noon today Steamed bun.

Because the outdoor temperature is relatively high, she shortened the fermentation time of the dough a lot based on her feeling. While waiting for the dough to rise, she made a simple meal.

Dried beans and shiitake mushrooms soaked in advance, took some minced meat from the car, heated the oil in a pan, added minced meat and stir-fried.There is no onion and garlic, but there is that hot lady-old mother chili sauce.Add salt, sugar, and dark soy sauce chicken essence, stir fry evenly, and cook for a few minutes.

After wiping the sweat off his face, Ning Shishi felt that there was nothing wrong with it other than the heat: "It smells so good!"

She poked the dough to feel a bit like the "honeycomb" written in the book, and then sat cross-legged in the car while enjoying the coolness and kneading the dough.

"If it works this time, I'll make some more in the afternoon, and I won't have to worry about it if I want to eat it after putting it in the top bin."

Ning Shishi made up his mind, divided the dough into small pieces when he felt that it was almost done, rolled them into balls, and steamed them in an electric pan with water.

When the busy work is over, I feel really hungry.Look at the time, it should be about the same. Uncover the cover and poke it with chopsticks. It seems too honest and a little hard.

However, food cannot be wasted. Although it is not as soft and fluffy as imagined, it is quite chewy after a bite.

Split the steamed bun from the middle, dig a spoonful of homemade side dishes, fill it in, and eat it together.It was so fragrant and fresh that I ate three of them without knowing it.

Ning Shixi wiped her mouth, feeling very satisfied.She leaned on the upgraded comfortable single bed and couldn't help but want to sleep.

Looking at the time, it has been two days since Liu Yijie Jiangnan and his party left without knowing it. She reached out and took out her love brain walkie-talkie, turned on the radio button and listened, but there was no movement.

"Hello? Is there anyone at home?" There was still no sound.

"What is the effective distance of a general walkie-talkie? Is it too far away to be useless?"

If this is the case, it means that if they don't come back, they won't be able to get the walkie-talkie back. She looked at the walkie-talkie with only half a love heart left in her hand, and she was very sorry: "It cost 10,000+."

She put down the walkie-talkie and went to sleep, probably because the afternoon nap was too sweet, which caused her insomnia at night. At eleven o'clock in the evening, Ning Shishi got off the car and went to the toilet, and then...