Leave the roadblock and continue driving forward.

After about a few hundred meters, the two of them saw what looked like greenhouses on the roadside.

It seems that there should be planting areas inside.

There was a thin layer of snow on the greenhouse.

But it still looked white from above, so it's no wonder they couldn't see it when looking down from the helicopter.

It’s no wonder that the roadblocks to collect tolls are set up so far away. It turns out that they are to protect the crops in the greenhouses.

When I entered Wangjiang Village, I was wearing an iron tag with a positioning chip on my body, and was told that the boss here was not simple. Who would dare to risk stealing food from the fields?

Lu Yuan drove forward for about three or four kilometers and finally saw the village.

When we came all the way, although the whole road was long, the snow was not very thick. It seemed that it would be cleared at least once a day.

Entering the village, Han Ying obviously felt that the houses in this village were much better than the Hongmei Village where they lived now.

The houses one after another are similar to those before the apocalypse. Although it is obvious that they have been renovated and rebuilt, there are not many private individuals who can still have such conditions after the apocalypse.

Because most of the supplies were already in official hands before the apocalyptic tsunami, and very few were privately owned.

Unless it was hidden and not discovered by the authorities at the time, or it was picked out from the hands of the authorities after the end of the world.

There are many buildings, one next to another, but they are generally not very high.

There are those with three or four floors, and there are also those with six, seven or more than ten floors.

It was still morning, and the two of them could see through the snowflakes floating in front of the car that there were many people living in those houses.

Moreover, the two of them discovered that many shops on the roadside were open for business.

This made Han Ying feel a little novel.

You must know that there is only one shopping mall open in a base as big as the Penglai base, and when Han Ying came here just now, Han Ying saw at least seven or eight shops open.

In such a large village, there are still so many people seeking refuge from outside. Han Ying guessed that she must have built a factory in it.

It’s just that we don’t know where the factory is.

When I came here for the first time, it was difficult to find a place even with the address given by Wang Dazhuang.

So Lu Yuan found a shop with 'Duck Hot Food Restaurant' written on the outside and parked the car.

This is obviously a restaurant, but the name is a bit unflattering.

The door of the restaurant is surrounded by the kind of transparent curtain used before the apocalypse to prevent air-conditioning from leaking out.

When we entered the store, there were 6 tables inside, and there were already several people sitting on two of them.

Unexpectedly, the name of the store is not good, but the business is okay.

This store is quite large. There are two burning stoves in the aisle between the 6 tables, so the temperature inside is a little higher than outside and not so cold.

Han Ying and Lu Yuan found a seat near the stove and sat down, then took off their hats.

"Take a look at the menu, what would you like?"

Seeing the guests arriving, a middle-aged woman in her forties came out of the kitchen.

The two of them looked up at the menu posted on the wall. Good guy, there are a lot of dishes.

Pork head 200 points

Braised pork 260 points

Beef offal soup 300 points

Dried eggplant with minced meat 60 points

Black pepper anti-hungry mashed potatoes 30 points

Stir-fried winter melon 50 points

.....

3 taels of white rice, 10 points

3 taels of multigrain rice, 5 points

1 serving of white rice porridge 6 points

Multigrain porridge 1 serving 3 points

Unexpectedly, I paid with points!

In other words, the currency circulating in Wangshan Village is points, so this will be much easier to handle.

After reading the menu, Han Ying and Lu Yuan both had doubts in their hearts.

"Houselady, is this stir-fried winter melon a fresh winter melon?"

Han Ying pointed to the stir-fried winter melon dish on the menu that costs 50 points a portion.

"Are you new here? It's fresh winter melon. Do you want to try one?"

The landlady glanced at the two of them, but she didn't show anything unusual. After all, there were always new people here.

"Then let's have one, two more rice, one braised eggplant without meat, another mashed potato, and the soup will be egg drop soup."

People who have a lot of meat in two spaces don't dare to eat meat casually when they go out.

After all, you can’t tell whether it’s real pork or beef even if it’s chopped into pieces.

"200 points for Chenghui."

After Han Ying ordered the dishes, the landlady placed a piece of paper with the names of several dishes on their table and said.

A meal worth 200 points is simply not affordable for most people.

The two of them ordered relatively ordinary dishes, which shows that the people in Wangshan Village are not ordinary people.

However, Han Ying still decisively took out two 100 point cards from the backpack at the back.

In the past, when the farm sold grain, part of it was obtained through point cards, and part of it was directly transferred to the mobile phone account.

After all, wages have to be paid to workers every week, and few of these workers have mobile phones, so they are given point cards.

So there are really a lot of point cards in the basement.

"You two are careful enough."

After the lady boss left, at the table closer to the two of them, a middle-aged man turned his head to look at the two of them.

Han Ying and Lu Yuan naturally knew what the middle-aged uncle was talking about, so Lu Yuan replied: "It's your first time traveling far away, so it's better to be careful."

"It's good to be careful and make no mistakes."

The middle-aged uncle smiled and continued eating.

Not long after, the boss brought their dishes.

Probably because they were worried that the dishes would get cold before they were finished, a shallow stove was placed under the dishes. There was a piece of burning charcoal in the stove that was heating it slightly.

This is very thoughtful.

The food looked pretty good, but the two of them didn't start eating right away.

Without the people behind her seeing it, Han Ying unzipped her cold-weather suit and took out a little rabbit from her arms.

That way, even if someone saw her, they would just think she was hiding the bunny in the inner pocket of her coat.

Feed a little of each to the little rabbit, wait for a few minutes and then start eating after the little rabbit is fine.

No wonder the two of them were so cautious, after all, it was their first time in this strange place.

Although it may look okay from the outside, in the post-apocalyptic world, you must assume the worst of others in order to ensure your own safety.

So Han Ying would rather be careful to ensure the safety of herself and Lu Yuan.

What Han Ying and Lu Yuan are most curious about is the stir-fried winter melon.

Just now the landlady said that this is made of fresh winter melon. If it is true, it means that winter melon or new winter melon can be grown here in Wangshan Village or Qingcheng.

If they could get the seeds and take them back, they would have another vegetable on their farm.

The most important thing is that winter melon is durable. If a winter melon is allowed to mature naturally, it can be stored for several months or even longer without being cut.

Picking up the chopsticks, each person ate a piece of winter melon first. The texture was a little rougher than the winter melon before the apocalypse, but it seemed to have a hint of sweetness.

I just don’t know if the sweetness is caused by frying or if it comes from the winter melon itself.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like