Apocalyptic natural disasters, I have unlimited supermarkets stocked with supplies

It's not that Su Yinhe is stingy about this little soybean. Her family now has a big business and she doesn't take a little soybean seriously at all.

She was worried that if they ate soybeans directly, they would have problems, which would delay the grinding of soybean milk.

In the past few days since her arrival, she has discovered that the hygienic conditions of people in the last days are worrying, and it is common to go without bathing for ten and a half months.

These people looked very clean. If something went wrong with them, there would be no one else at the pool banquet.

We can't wait another day.

As it happened, she felt a little guilty about providing only a little soybeans, so she simply provided rice as well.

Su Yinhe took out more than thirty large white steamed buns and gave them breakfast.

Li Qiao's eyes widened as he looked at the sweet-smelling big white steamed buns in front of him.

"For us?" God, did he hear it wrong just now? This person said he would give them these steamed buns for breakfast?

"Yeah. Let's eat first, then work when you're full."

After Su Yinhe took out the steamed buns, the men who had been staring at the soybeans stopped looking at the steamed buns. Instead, they all looked at the steamed buns with disbelief.

When Li Qiao took the bag of steamed buns, his hands were still shaking.

But as soon as he took it, he and the people around him couldn't wait any longer, and one by one they stretched out their hands to grab the steamed buns.

They still doubted whether Su Yinhe said the wrong thing, but with their full stomachs, that doubt had long been forgotten.

Now they only have eyes for steamed buns.

No matter what, let’s eat later.

Li Qiao was the first person to eat steamed buns.

The moment he took it into his mouth, the soft aroma of the steamed buns and the sweetness of the starch almost moved him to tears.

Li Qiao devoured one and started grabbing the second one.

Seeing how hungry they were, Su Yinhe specially took thirty steamed buns. There were only five of them, and each of them shared six, which was enough.

The portion of this steamed bun is not small.

It was enough for each of them to eat three, but she still took more. After all, they were living in the last days and they probably hadn't had enough to eat for a long time.

Su Yinhe was right to take more. She watched them gobble them up and finish all the steamed buns.

Some people feel uncomfortable holding on, but they are reluctant to part with the steamed buns. Even if they can't hold it anymore, they still stuff it into their mouths.

Who knows when the next time I’ll be full will be.

A little bit is a little bit.

Some people really couldn't eat it, so they stuffed it into their clothes and hid it to take home to their families.

They were eating steamed buns, and Su Yinhe didn't treat himself badly and got a few sandwiches and bottles of Yantang milk.

He also asked Chi Yan and Lin Murong.

Chi Yan took a sandwich and two bottles of milk, and Lin Murong said he wanted the leftovers from Su Yinhe.

Seeing Lin Murong's eager eyes, Su Yinhe only took a bottle of milk and gave the rest to him.

She had eaten breakfast when she came out, but now her appetite was aroused just by seeing those men eating so deliciously.

After Li Qiao and the others finished eating the white steamed buns, they started to work. They are working with great energy now.

Miss Su said that she would also include lunch and dinner.

They don't ask Ms. Su to give them so many steamed buns like breakfast. They can still make money with just one white steamed bun.

The white steamed buns given by Miss Su were still steaming, fragrant and soft, and much more delicious than mushy ones.

The well-fed and well-fed men worked very hard.

Chi Yan took out three stone mills in total, and the five people took turns with each other.

Seeing them working hard, Su Yinhe thought for a while and asked Lin Murong to go to the supermarket and move a table and three stools down.

Lin Murong ate her breakfast, so moving some things wouldn't be too much.

As for why it’s not called Chi Yan…

Su Yinhe felt that Chi Yan was not suitable to be a coolie moving things.

After Lin Murong moved down the table and stools, Su Yinhe went up and cooked a large pot of mung bean soup. In this weather, when people are asked to work, they must prepare something to drink to relieve the heat.

Her pot was high-tech and she could cook mung bean soup by herself, so she didn't pay attention. She wrote down the time and got down.

I also made three cups of fruit tea when I came down.

One drink for three people.

After Chi Yan took the fruit tea, he immediately put it into the space. The fruit tea was added with ice cubes. The ice would melt if left outside for a long time. He drank a bottle of milk and didn't want to drink it yet.

As for Lin Murong, his stomach was simply a bottomless pit.

After eating several sandwiches and drinking several bottles of milk, it seemed as if I was not full. I sat down with fruit tea and drank tons and tons of it.

Su Yinhe took the fruit tea and drank it slowly.

Three people, each with a stool, sat in the shadows as overseers.

It's so uncomfortable.

Su Yinhe gave himself a day off, and the supermarket business was suspended.

Wrote a sign to inform.

Although the people who came to buy things had some objections, they did not dare to say anything. After all, they wanted to buy things and they had something to ask for.

However, Su Yinhe was used to being comfortable at home, and a cup of fruit tea was not enough.

After drinking the fruit tea, she went up to get the mung bean soup and made some fried chicken. She also got burgers, desserts, cola from the supermarket, and made a few drinks.

When she came down with her things, Lin Murong felt that she had made a mistake in scolding Chi Yan for being extravagant.

Compared with Su Yinhe, the pool banquet is not a luxury.

"Eat, you're welcome."

"Is this a burger?"

"Ah."

"fried chicken?"

"Correct."

Lin Murong's eyes widened, fried chicken! This is actually fried chicken!

He smelled the fried chicken and felt like he was in heaven. The moment Lin Murong bit into the fried chicken, she was moved to tears.

After many years, he finally had fried chicken again.

Chi Yan is a very particular person. He has hoarded a lot of things, but things sold in stores like fried chicken, hamburgers, and fries will deteriorate after the apocalypse. It is impossible for him to store such spoiled things in space.

Even when they found these things, they only had a little taste. Lin Murong felt that they had not spoiled much, so eating less would not kill anyone. Besides, it will be difficult to reproduce this kind of thing in the future, so it should be preserved more.

But Chi Yan just didn't want to.

After entering those supermarkets, Chi Yan will not collect Coke, he will only collect mineral water and juice. Coca-Cola is considered junk food in his opinion, so he generally doesn't consider it and doesn't collect it on purpose.

Although he saved a little, Chi Yan didn't drink it, but Lin Murong drank it. After knowing that Chi Yan didn't drink cola, he offered to help solve the problem.

But there wasn't much Coke in the pool banquet space, and it disappeared quickly as you drank.

So Lin Murong hasn't drank for several years.

Lin Murong originally felt that he was a little exhausted, but after seeing what Su Yinhe took down, he felt that he could do it again.

Lin Murong was eating fried chicken burgers and drinking Coke, as happy as a god.

Su Yinhe was not very interested in these things. In this weather, she was still outside the supermarket and there was no air conditioning. She had no appetite and just wanted to drink ice-cold fruit tea.

As for Chi Yan, he has no interest in these junk foods, he is only interested in desserts.

It was also fun to eat the desserts.

All three were satisfied.

However, as Lin Murong ate, he hated himself every day because he was not a space superpower. He couldn't eat anymore.

After asking Su Yinhe shamelessly, he went to ask Chi Yan again. After Chi Yan said something strangely, he put away the leftover fried chicken, burgers and cokes he had eaten.

The strange time of Chi Yan:

Chi Yan: Are you asking your son to be filial?

Chi Yan: What? A father still wants to be in front of his son?