However, at the Garbage Mountain, people were starving and thirsty, so they didn't bother with "refreshing" food.
This substantial light meal, for Song Xiaozhu, was really just a bowl of decent matcha-flavored rice porridge. It was alright as an appetizer, but too bland as a whole meal.
Of course, the light meals are very filling.
After eating one serving, I felt warm all over.
Bai Jing: "Mmm, it tastes good."
Xiao Tong was clearly not satisfied, but he was too embarrassed to ask for more.
Song Xiaozhu estimated the time and said, "There's still food left, it's about time."
She got up and went to the stove. Bai Jing and Xiao Tong both smelled the aroma and assumed it was another kind of "simple meal" until Song Xiaozhu brought out a large portion of boiled pork.
Xiao Tong's eyes widened.
Bai Jing was also stunned.
Song Xiaozhu: "I've sold quite a few axes at the logging camp these past few days and made some money. I bought two pounds of meat; let's have a good meal tonight!"
As she spoke, she placed a piece on Bai Jing and said with a smile, "Sir, please try it."
Bai Jing:"..."
After a long silence, the old man finally responded softly, "Hmm."
Song Xiaozhu served Qiu Shuyu another serving, and then Xiao Tong Xiao Tong flattered and kept saying, "This... this..." It wasn't that he couldn't eat meat, but this thing was really too precious in the Garbage Mountain, and he felt it was very offensive to eat it so casually.
Song Xiaozhu: "I used a little bit of my Force when I made it, and Village Chief Xiao also helped me taste it to see how it differed from ordinary meat."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Tong immediately replied, "Okay, okay!"
He's eaten meat before, so he can definitely tell the difference. He'll carefully and meticulously chew each bite three hundred times, giving the most detailed explanation...
That's what he thought, but the moment the big chunk of meat entered his mouth, Xiao Tong felt like a television set with no signal; all that was left in his mind was static.
Waiting for Xiao Tong
When I came to my senses, there wasn't a drop of soup left in the bowl.
Xiao Tong stared blankly at the bowl, then looked up for a long time before finally uttering two words: "Delicious..."
Chew it three hundred times...
They even carefully distinguished them...
He was like Pigsy eating the ginseng fruit; only after finishing did he realize in a daze... the meat was gone!
Song Xiaozhu was just saying that; she didn't expect him to give any detailed comments. She had probably eaten more meat than all the residents of Garbage Mountain combined.
If we really want to give a critique, we have to rely on her.
Song Xiaozhu ate the slowest. She also noticed the uniqueness of the fresh meat. She didn't know if it was because her body had a more sensitive sense of taste, or if the fresh meat produced by the Synthesizer tasted different.
It was indeed delicious, with an extremely fresh and flavorful taste. Even the boiled pork with just a little salt was so delicious that it left people speechless.
After careful recollection, Song Xiaozhu concluded that the only comparable item was probably a slice of Wagyu beef that cost several hundred yuan...
It melts in your mouth, neither dry nor tough, with just the right amount of meaty aroma, neither too rich nor too greasy...
Delicious!
With the meat gone, a moment of silence fell over the dinner table.
After a full half-cup of tea's time, Xiao Tong finally asked softly, " Xiaozhu Zhu, will you sell meat in your shop from now on?"
Bai Jing snapped out of her daze and said, "What are you thinking? This stuff is very expensive, and besides, it's only found in the recycling center!"
When Song Xiaozhu opens a shop in Liu Family Village, Old Madam Hu will definitely "blacklist" them. Buying meat? How naive!
Xiao Tong knew this principle, but he spoke his wishful thinking out loud.
Song Xiaozhu didn't explain anything...
Firstly, it involves isolation zones, and mentioning it would cause panic.
Secondly, the cost of fresh meat is too high, and even if she were to sell it, the people of Liu Family Village probably wouldn't be able to afford it for the time being.
"Then..." Song Xiaozhu: "The shop will sell light meals."
Xiao Tong perked up. "Great! I'll definitely buy it every day!"
He ate the roasted sweet potato flavor; its soft, sweet taste is still unforgettable.
Song Xiaozhu thought for a moment and refrained from giving away any spoilers.
The taste of this simple meal is like opening a blind box; what if you get something that tastes like barbecue?!
Chapter 43
The next day, Bai Jing and Xiao Tong returned to Liu Family Village with a new batch of pills.
The number of wounded in the Golden Temple has decreased by more than half. Some of those in stable condition have been taken home by their families and are now taking medication and resting on their own.
Those who stayed behind were either in serious situations or were alone and unwilling to go home, so they simply stayed at the temple to help out.
There were still cries of pain, but not from the wound itself, but from taking anti-inflammatory pills or applying hemostatic powder... The former was just awful, the latter was oh my god, oh my ancestors.
The worst off were the wounded who needed topical hemostatic powder and oral anti-inflammatory pills.
In just three short days, it felt like I had lived three lifetimes.
Xiao Tong brought the medicine back, which the wounded at the Golden Temple both loved and hated.
What I loved was that my life was saved.
What's infuriating is that taking medicine feels like torture!
Bai Jing stayed at the Golden Temple. After Xiao Tong settled the medicine, he got up to go find his mother.
Xiao Yunjie lived on the easternmost edge of the village, which was also the area closest to the quarantine zone.
The original village chief's house wasn't here, but next to the Golden Temple, in a rather clean and tidy two-story building. Later, at Xiao Yunjie's insistence, Liu Xuangang moved with her to the outermost edge of the village.
The house was constructed by stacking large stones and was no different from the other houses in the village.
Liu Family Village was built on an abandoned quarry, where there was no shortage of stones. Compared to building houses with wood, it was much easier and more convenient to build with stones.
Xiao Tong knew why her mother insisted on moving here.
He pushed open the courtyard gate and saw a tall, thin figure standing in the far eastern corner, holding a long hoe, in the dim morning light.
She was still wearing a black cloak, but no longer concealing her eyebrows and eyes. Her long hair was tied up high, revealing her slender neck. Her profile was sharp and capable, and her eyes, fixed on the stone pit, were focused and deep.