Chapter 311 - 311 Is There Anything You Can’t Do in This World?
I'm Hoarding for the Apocalypse
311 Is There Anything You Canât Do in This World?
The smile on Wan Dapengâs face disappeared, and he nodded seriously. âDonât worry, Iâll be careful.â
His life did not belong to him alone. He had to live longer and do more for the base! He had to help Yu Xinya solve some problems. Life in the apocalypse was difficult and dangerous. He was worried about leaving her alone.
Du Yue was about to say something when a person came to the door. He looked a little familiar and seemed to be a customer who had come for dinner yesterday. âHey there, why havenât you started cooking today?â
âThe soupâs almost ready. If youâd like to order other dishes, Iâll make them for you right away,â He Xing said with a smile.
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The man walked in and found a table near the door to sit down at. âThen Iâll have a bowl of seafood soup and spicy stir-fried clams. Yesterdayâs stir-fried clams were too delicious. I didnât have enough.â
âAlright, wait a moment. Iâll cook them for you right away!â Stir-fried clams were a simple dish that did not take long.
Wan Dapeng watched He Xing prepare the ingredients and stir-fry the vegetables in an orderly manner. The fragrance gradually drifted out with his movements, and he was stunned by the smell. He Xing was so capable. Not only could he fix the water pump, but he was also so good at cooking! âBrother, is there anything in this world that you canât do?â he could not help but ask.
He Xing gave it some serious thought. âYes, I donât know how to take care of children.â
Hearing this, Wan Dapeng was speechless. He felt that God must have been biased when he created He Xing. Du Yue, who was standing next to Wan Dapeng, could tell from his expression that he was speechless at He Xingâs multi-faceted abilities. Indeed, after being with him for a long time, she understood him so well!
When the spicy stir-fried clams were about to be served, the customer ordered a bowl of rice to go with the seafood soup. Just the smell of it made oneâs appetites increase. That person ate a mouthful of soup, clams, and some rice very seriously. He did not even raise his head. It was not until he had finished everything on the table that he raised his head to look at Du Yue and He Xing. He could not help but ask, âWhy donât you guys sell pork? With your skills, your business will definitely be better if you get some pork to sell! Although seafood is delicious, itâs a little boring.â
Du Yue looked over curiously. âDoes the base sell pork?â
âOf course, they do!â
Hearing the word âpork,â Wan Dapeng was interested. âReally? How much is a jin of pork?â
â30 contribution points per 500 grams.â
Du Yue and He Xing were also very surprised. 30 contribution points for half a kilogram of pork? That was a sky-high price! However, they were also secretly glad that they had eaten a lot of pork before. The pork in the interspace was also enough for her and He Xing to eat enough for the rest of their lives.
Ever since the man said that pork was 30 contribution points per 500 grams, the restaurant fell into a moment of silence. No one made a sound. After a while, the silence was broken by the sound of chewing. Wan Dapeng chewed the seafood in his mouth and closed his eyes in enjoyment, âActually, as long as you close your eyes, you can imagine seafood as anythingâ¦â The more he spoke, the softer Wan Dapengâs voice became. He had no choice. He could not even fool himself!
Seafood was delicious, but compared to fresh, air-dried ones, the taste and texture were much worse. Not to mention comparing it to meat. Before the apocalypse, who would have thought that not many people could afford to eat pork which usually cost 10 yuan per 500 grams?
Even when all the ingredients prepared for the day were sold out, the people who came to collect sanitation fees yesterday still did not appear. When Wan Dapeng was helping to clean up the dishes, his face was full of confusion. âWhy didnât those people come? Are they planning to bring people to cause trouble again when youâre not paying attention?â
If he left tomorrow, what would they do if those people came again? Seeing Wan Dapengâs troubled face, He Xing smiled happily. âBrother Wan, you can go and do what you need to do tomorrow. You canât just wait here for them. Itâs too much of a delay. As for the two of us, you donât have to worry. If they really come, Du Yue and I wonât be at a disadvantage. Besides, weâre in the base, so they wonât dare to do anything out of line.â