Rebirth and stocking up in the apocalypse, I have tens of thousands of supplies for the world

In fact, it can also be cut with a knife, but she has more time, so she kneads it into pieces, which makes it more flexible.

She kneaded the small pieces of dough in various ways, and then kneaded them into sheets.

At this time, the beef was almost melted. Hua Ningyao took out a knife and cut the beef into thin slices.

Ordinary beef has long been eaten, and now the beef is all steak...

After Hua Ningyao cut the beef, he chopped it hard with the back of the knife, trying to cut off the tendons as much as possible, and then grabbed a small handful of sweet potato powder.

Add a small spoonful of salt, a small spoonful of black pepper, and a spoonful of wine, scratch it again, then heat the pan with oil and stir-fry the beef.

She also turned on the air purifier nearby to purify all the oily fumes. Although it was not as good as the range hood, it was still good to use the two together.

The only drawback is that the air purifier needs to replace the filter element... She was not prepared, and now the purifier is much less effective.

Add some shredded ginger and some green onions, then take out the beef to prevent it from overcooking, and then pour in water.

There is an advantage to a small pot that can be used by one person. It can fry, fry, fry and boil. She will buy a few more to keep in the future. It is still durable. It has not broken down after three years. She has bought five of them.

When the water boiled, she put the gnocchi in it. After boiling for a while and it was almost ready, she added the fried beef back in.

I added some salt and a spoonful of hot sauce. Well, except for the vegetables, everything was perfect.

There are no green vegetables, so the noodles can only be made green, which looks quite appetizing.

She actually likes to eat flour-based food. Although she is from the south, she still likes to eat dumplings and noodles.

Her favorite is gnocchi. When she was a child, her mother often made gnocchi for her and made the dough with her hands.

However, she didn’t have the skills to roll the noodles with her hands, and she didn’t have a rolling pin, so she could only knead the noodles by hand.

In fact, originally the gnocchi should be blanched in water before cooking, so that the noodle soup would be clearer, but I didn’t want to waste the green juice powder, so I didn’t blanch it anymore.

Just add more water. She likes soup when eating noodles, so she needs more soup. Noodles without noodle soup have no soul.

After eating a mouthful of gnocchi and drinking a mouthful of soup, her whole body felt warm. Hua Ningyao looked at the darkening sky outside the window.

After entering winter, she didn't feel lonely anymore. It was still cold. As expected, rainy days tend to make people emo.

. . . . . . .

At this time, in a dark and dilapidated building, a skinny man stood up slowly from the ground.

He walked to the fire with difficulty, added another piece of firewood, took out an unknown black object, and slowly started to chew on it.

"It turns out that she was hoarding supplies to survive these years. She told me that."

He gnawed on the piece of meat lonely, recalling Hua Ningyao's words at that time. She told him that there would be continuous rain recently and asked him to buy some things to store at home.

The dim environment and the shaky fire made this face, so thin that almost only skin and bones remained, look particularly terrifying.

It turned out that this person was the housekeeper who was in charge of Hua Ningyao's room at that time. Hua Ningyao gave him a vague reminder.

But I didn’t say much. Ever since Shen Tao gave everyone a bag of rice for the holiday, the rain has never stopped.

It took him a long time to realize why Hua Ningyao bought so many things. The rice she bought was not used for washing hair at all.

She was just stocking up on food. This natural disaster lasted for so many days, so she bought vacuum-packed rice.

There was so much gas that by the time he realized it, he had no chance to buy anything.

He had no choice but to brave the heavy rain and row through the door to search a nearby small supermarket. He only got two bags of rice soaked in water and some packaged bread and biscuits.

There was a large group of people behind him, and he didn't dare to stay too long, so he carefully carried his things home.

I used the coffee table and sofa to prop up the door and windows, and I didn't dare to turn on the light at night, so I was suffering like this.

It's not that he hasn't resented it. Hua Ningyao and his boss could clearly remind him and be more straightforward.

You could obviously talk to him directly, even if it stopped raining that day, that would be fine.

The boss obviously doesn't have to drive them away, he can let them stay in the hotel. There is a lot of food there, enough for them to eat.

However, as time went by, no matter how much he saved, three bags of rice in total, including the bag of rice given by Shen Taofa, were gone after two years of eating.

When he got to the back, he only dared to eat one meal a day, and there was no fire, so he could only eat raw rice.

These days were too painful, and all kinds of crazy thoughts were changing in his mind. Gradually, he understood.

It turned out that there was a reason why they didn't dare to let them know. If they told them directly, would they focus on the batch of things in their hands.

Just like here, people try to break in every day. If he didn't have a little money, the sofa and coffee table would all be made of mahogany.

I was afraid that someone had broken into the house a long time ago. Those people had been hungry for a long time and would not have the strength to break in. The windows were broken by hail.

He could only hide in the windowless utility room and live a difficult life. Fortunately, he put the quilt here in advance.

The heavy rain, hail, and acid rain made him cautious. He still felt that Hua Ningyao had been hoarding so much charcoal for some reason.

So he put all his winter clothes and quilts in the utility room. The space was so cramped that he could only curl up and rest.

As time passed, his sore waist and back, which were just hunger and illness, gradually made him numb.

The people hitting the wall outside gradually disappeared, and they were probably all dead, he thought.

Later, mice ran in, and cockroaches and other things. These things are indeed more durable than humans.

The housekeeper just killed the mouse and ate it, chopped off the mahogany furniture with an ax and set it on fire. Now who cares whether it is worth anything or not.

The door was also made of wood and could be used for living, but he didn't want to let it go. He always remembered one thing, it was definitely going to be cold today.

Sure enough, after two years, it suddenly started to snow and the rain stopped. The housekeeper walked to the window and looked at the falling snowflakes outside and the endless water surface, and couldn't help crying.

He blocked the broken doors and windows with useless things, spread a quilt on the floor of the utility room, and changed into winter clothes.

He thought he was well prepared, but he didn't expect that the temperature would drop so low. He wanted to block the cracks in the utility room door from the cold.

I had never noticed before that the floor was really cold. Even if he had three layers of quilts on the floor, it was still freezing.

He could only take out the mattress that had been corroded beyond recognition, place it on the ground, and lay three layers of quilts on top of the mattress.

After cutting down the door to keep warm, the housekeeper struggled to push the chair blocking the door to the ground with a loud bang.