Lu Xin got up and looked behind the door. Inside a large black vat was a little over half a vat of clear water.
He smiled with satisfaction and set up his portable little aluminum pot inside the small room.
He went outside to take a look. There was a row of dilapidated wooden fences around the house, which no longer provided any obstruction or protection at all. He might as well put them to use, so he dismantled a small bundle of sticks from the fence, snapped them one by one, and carried them back into the room.
He used his Zippo lighter to ignite the firewood, poured a large bottle of water into the little aluminum pot, and began heating it slowly.
Only after doing all this did he take the simple filter off the vehicle, pour the old woman's water into it, and collect it in a bottle underneath.
Although he was a newcomer, Lu Xin certainly wasn't going to cook directly with the other party's water.
What if it had been poisoned?
Only water filtered through a filter produced in Qinggang was safe for him to drink.
To be honest, regardless of whether the water was clean, even if it really had been poisoned, the filter he carried would purify it.
The specially made filters produced in Qinggang were far beyond what a small gathering point could imagine.
The technological levels of the two sides weren't even remotely comparable.
"Gloop, gloop..."
The firewood burned quietly, and soon three or five bubbles rose to the surface of the water.
Lu Xin tore open a sealed plastic bag and tossed in a piece of compressed flatbread. After glancing at the old woman and the strange child, he threw in another piece.
These compressed flatbreads were substantial. One