Chapter 2345
Doomsday Survival Competition 7
The loudspeaker reminded me that the train bound for Zhengcheng was about to arrive at the station and it was time to check in.
Xining picked up her small baggage in one hand, and held her ID card and train ticket in the other hand to queue up to check in.
At the same time, everyone was waiting in front of the ranking clock tower in the rest area.
Shangqing smiled and said: "One month in the competition is equivalent to one minute here. It takes up to twelve minutes to complete the entire competition. Please wait patiently and the results will be out soon."
Xining sat on the hard seat and watched some people spread tablecloths or large newspapers on the floor at night, cover them with quilts, and lie down on the spot. He regretted not buying hard sleepers or bringing quilts with them.
Not to mention the spaceships and interstellar aircraft carriers in the future plane; in the modern plane, when she travels far away, she either takes a plane or a high-speed rail train. How do you know this?
Fortunately, the Spring Festival is approaching, and there are many people taking trains from cities to their hometowns, but few people going to cities from small places. The other two people sitting together learned from the chat that she went out to work to make money for her brother, and they saw that she was a young girl who had just grown up. They all brought quilts on the floor, so they gave her their seats and lay down on the ground to sleep.
Xining was able to occupy three seats by himself and lay down. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, there are still good people in this world.
The car drove from afternoon to evening, and from night to the next morning. At about ten o'clock, it finally arrived at the station.
"Two big brothers!" Xining thought for a while and finally said it.
"What's going on?" Two men asked casually as they were unloading their luggage from the luggage rack.
"You must buy enough food for a year within a month to save it. Remember, no joke!"
What does it mean? After unloading their luggage, the two of them went to see the young girl, but the girl had already followed the person who got off the car and walked for a while when they saw her back.
The two looked at each other, a little confused.
Who knows what it means and what to do when you get off the car. The two picked up their luggage and followed the people who got off the car, slowly rushing towards the doors at both ends of the carriage.
After leaving the station, Xining looked at the tall buildings surrounding the square, the various vehicles on the road, and the people wearing down jackets and space coats with mobile phones in their hands. Finally, he felt that he had indeed arrived in the modern dimension.
It was the third day, 27 days before the end, and I still had more than yuan in my pocket, as well as an ID card. The luggage is a set of cotton clothes and pants, two pairs of thin clothes, and seven stiff white buns.
Xining went to the mall first and stood in the home appliances department for a long time. I was at the place where color TVs were sold, watching the news replays playing inside.
Looking at her outdated and unwashed gray clothes, the salesperson didn't even bother to come up and greet her. It's not like I've never seen this kind of thing before, and he came from a remote country and came to the mall to see the world.
Even though we are almost in our 30s, there are still some places that are unimaginably poor. I really don’t know why they are so poor.
Xining then went to the library. The reading room in the library is a public facility, free, and air-conditioned. It is the best place to check out any recent major events in this plane.
Looking at the electronic reading tablet, Xining finally became happy. This was much more convenient and faster than reading newspapers and documents bit by bit. With one search, almost all the information came out.
I spent a long time in the library, reading on the fixed tablet on the table. When I felt hungry, I would grab some hot water from a teapot and eat cold steamed buns. It wasn't until six o'clock in the afternoon when the library closed that she walked out of it.
Due to the latitude and season here, it is not completely dark at 18 o'clock, and white-collar workers who do not work overtime come out of various office buildings and take the subway and bus home. Taxis and ride-hailing vehicles on the road occasionally cause traffic jams.
The money in my pocket was only enough to stay in the cheapest hotel for two nights, so my top priority was to make money.
Don't think about bank loans. The owner has never worked and has only the third grade of elementary school education. The bank is not a charity. Don't even think about going for a private loan. If you don't have a car or a house, the devil will lend it to you.
He could only eat with his hands, so Xining spent four yuan to buy a subway ticket and followed the travel internet celebrity's guide to go to the food street to find opportunities to make money.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Xining arrived at the food court. There are roadside stalls on both sides of this street, offering a variety of food.
She walked slowly from house to house and saw that one household was busy and the boss was cooking and delivering food.
The boss was frying rice with a spoon. There were four small tables next to it, where customers were sitting waiting for their food. Two others stood nearby and ordered fried rice and noodles. During this time, most people are working-class people, who either work overtime or don’t want to go home to cook, so they just buy something to eat. So he went up and said, "Boss, do you need someone? I cook delicious food."
The boss looked up and saw that she was a rustic young girl, so he said angrily: "There is no shortage of people. Come on, don't hinder my business."
After being rejected, Xining continued to move forward. Not long after, I saw another family with the same situation.
She didn't ask, just walked over, grabbed the spoon from the boss's hand, and stir-fried the rice inside.
The boss was stunned at first, then saw her pouring the egg liquid into the pot, quickly scooping up the seasonings in each basin with a spoon, adding a little seasoning to the pot, and stir-frying skillfully, and he knew that she was a working person. .
"Boss, is my egg fried rice ready?" "And my black pepper beef fillet!"
Xining responded while frying rice: "It's coming, it's ready in a minute, five minutes! If you want more or less black pepper, let the boss count whoever comes first. It'll be quick."
After saying that, he took up the pot, poured the fried rice in the pot into the plate, knocked twice, knocked all the rice grains in the pot into the plate, and sprinkled some sesame seeds and chopped green onions: "The fried rice is ready! "
When the boss saw it, he saw something interesting, so he ordered: "There are three more portions of fried rice!" He took the fried rice and gave it to the customer next to him.
"Three servings of fried rice, it'll be ready soon!" Xining shouted while pouring oil into the hot pan. The atmosphere suddenly became bright, and it felt like the business here was very good.
In a food shop, good business means good taste, so it attracts passers-by and stands nearby to observe first.
Three portions of fried rice were fried together. The iron pot weighed five or six kilograms with the contents inside. After Xining finished frying the rice and put it in the basin, he turned the pot while frying the black pepper beef fillet.
When turning the spoon, bring the turned up oil into contact with the flame, and the fire will ignite in the pot. The spoon will stir-fry quickly in the pot to suppress the fire.
This is the fire that brings a special aroma to the dish. This is a skill that only chefs in restaurants can do, which made the pedestrians watching immediately decide.
"Boss, I also want a black pepper beef tenderloin, and a portion of rice, please take it away."
"I'll have one too."
"Hey, good!" The boss happily accepted the money, wrote down the number, and when he was free, he took out a bib and handed it over.
When Xining saw the bib, he knew it was recognition. He took the bib and put it on, glanced at the dishes next to him, and did not forget to introduce: "Five-spice shredded pork, fish-flavored shredded pork, twice-cooked pork, stir-fried cabbage and shredded pork." If you want to eat rice cakes, just bring them up."
"Okay then, I want fried rice cakes, more spicy."
"I want pot-wrapped pork."
Xining immediately responded: "Okay, do you want some sugar?"
"You want less sugar, crispier on the outside, and tender on the inside."
"Twenty-eight yuan for Guobao Pork, do you want a five-star taste?" The boss rolled his eyes.
"Okay!" Xining said with a smile, "But it will take a while. This is done alone."
"Hey, this is a good feeling." The guest said cheerfully.
Immediately, other people also asked for the Guobao Pork, so that they could be fried together and save waiting time.
It was not until 11 o'clock in the evening when the last customer was sent away. The boss's smile was so bright that Xining knew that he was going to negotiate the price.