Stockpiling in the Apocalypse: Supplies Forging a Legend of Survival

To adapt to people's daily routines, even the power supply time has been changed to the evening, from 8 pm to 12 pm.

The water supply is from 4 am to 6 am and from 6 pm to 8 pm every day.

Liu Ruoyan gets up just in time to take a shower directly and then start preparing dinner.

Although people are used to being active at night and opening shops at night, there are basically no restaurants.

It's not that no one wants to do it, but the weather is too hot, and coupled with the lack of electricity, it's simply not easy to store various food ingredients.

Especially for meat.

In this kind of weather, as long as there is no electricity, fresh meat will go bad in less than two hours.

Under such circumstances, who would dare to open a shop and do business?

If someone gets sick from eating the food, you'll have to pay for the medical expenses, which would really make things worse for those already not well-off families.

Liu Ruoyan has solar power storage panels, and the household appliances at home can be powered up, so she can eat meat openly.

In fact, Liu Ruoyan's refrigerator has already been unplugged long ago, and all the things inside have been put into her space by Liu Ruoyan.

The space is the best safe, and there's no need to waste electricity on the refrigerator.

Although the refrigerator is turned off, the ice maker is still on.

Liu Ruoyan still makes a lot of ice every day. After all, just the three air-conditioning fans consume quite a lot of ice cubes every day.

When Liu Ruoyan occasionally makes things like shaved ice, ice jelly, or ice cream, she will also turn on the electricity for the refrigerator.

However, today, Liu Ruoyan doesn't plan to make cold drinks but is going to stew meat.

The more time passes, the harsher the environment will be, and the fewer opportunities there will be to stew meat openly.

Liu Ruoyan still decides to make more while she can do it now.

Cut the prime streaky pork into large chunks, blanch it first to remove the blood and scum, and then take it out.

Put the blanched streaky pork into a pressure cooker, pour in light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, cooking wine, rock sugar, and salt.

Then add scallions, ginger, garlic, star anise, Chinese prickly ash, cinnamon, bay leaves, fennel, etc.

Finally, add water until it covers the meat.

Finally, cover the lid, bring it to a boil over high heat, and then simmer over low heat.

Liu Ruyan specially bought the largest household pot, which could stew dozens of catties of pork belly in one pot.

Liu Ruoyan deliberately bought the largest household pot. One pot can stew dozens of catties of streaky pork.

The streaky pork has a strong flavor. Taking this opportunity, Liu Ruoyan simply stewed another pot of beef, a pot of Chinese yam and pork rib soup, and a pot of corn and pork rib soup.

Liu Ruoyan has many pots, as well as many gas cylinders and gas stoves. Doing them all at the same time doesn't waste any time at all.

It's just that in this way, Liu Ruoyan's apartment is filled with the aroma of various meats.

Even though the doors and windows are now closed tightly, the smell still drifts out.

Before long, Liu Ruoyan saw someone asking in the community group who was stewing meat.

However, no one replied to him.

A month ago, eating meat was a very common thing.

But now, it's not easy to have a meal of meat, and people don't want others to know, for fear of attracting others' attention and causing trouble for themselves.

Two hours later, all the meat was stewed well.

Liu Ruoyan scooped out some braised pork and a bowl of Chinese yam and pork rib soup, and put the rest into the space and placed them on the shelves.

After more than a month of unremitting efforts by Liu Ruoyan, seven of the ten shelves originally reserved for the dishes she cooked herself have been filled.

Liu Ruoyan took out a small bowl of rice and a bowl of stir-fried water spinach.

On the floor of the bedroom, Liu Ruoyan laid a large cool mat.

She placed a round table on the cool mat, and when it's time to eat every day, Liu Ruoyan sits here.

At this time, on the round table are a small bowl of braised pork, a bowl of Chinese yam and pork rib soup, a bowl of stir-fried water spinach, and a small bowl of rice.

Liu Ruoyan didn't rush to eat. She took the tablet again, clicked on "My Own Swordsman", and continued watching from where she left off last time.

Liu Ruoyan has watched this sitcom so many times that she can even recite the lines.

But Liu Ruoyan still thinks that it's a great drama to watch while eating.

Listening to the lively atmosphere in the drama, Liu Ruoyan doesn't feel lonely at all when eating alone.

After the meal, after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Liu Ruoyan changed into short-sleeved shirts and shorts, put on sports shoes, and went out.

This time, Liu Ruoyan didn't have anything to buy, so she didn't drive. Instead, she walked slowly outside.

As she was walking, Liu Ruoyan saw that it was quite lively not far ahead.

When she got closer, she found that someone was setting up a street stall there.

A bedsheet was spread on the ground, and on it were all famous brand bags.

The two girls selling the bags were vigorously promoting them, saying that their bags were all genuine products and were now on a big sale at a great loss.

They also said that their company was on holiday now and they didn't know when they could resume work. They had no income and could hardly afford to eat.

Listening to their words, Liu Ruoyan also felt quite sorry.

Liu Ruoyan knows that many women like bags.

There is also a saying that a bag can cure all ills.

You can skip a meal, but you must buy a bag.

Liu Ruoyan doesn't like to buy famous brand bags. Her bags are all about practicality first.

After being reborn, Liu Ruoyan also bought some bags, but they were all things like hiking bags, which were sturdy and durable.

After watching for a while, Liu Ruoyan turned around and left.

These bags are useless to her. Even if she has a lot of money, she can't possibly buy them at this time.

If she did that, in others' eyes, she would be a person who is stupid with a lot of money, which would do her no good at all.

Liu Ruoyan left this place and walked forward for a while, and then saw several more street stalls.

The people setting up the stalls were men and women, old and young.

As for what they were selling, they were basically some flashy but useless things.

Famous brand bags, designer jewelry, clothes, shoes, limited-edition figurines, models.

There were various types and diverse styles, which left Liu Ruoyan in awe.

Finally, when she walked to a relatively deserted stall, Liu Ruoyan saw something she was interested in.

There weren't many things placed on the ground, and they were all kinds of weapons.

Long knives, short blades, and even relatively rare weapons like triangular bayonets.

This clearly showed that the owner was a cold weapon enthusiast.

Liu Ruoyan was curious in her heart and looked at the stall owner sitting in the corner.

Other stalls were set up under the street lamps, but only his was placed farther away from the street lamps.

By the dim light of the distant street lamp, Liu Ruoyan could vaguely see that it was a handsome man.

The weak light fell on his side face, and she could see his straight nose, chiseled jawline.

His eyes and eyebrows were slender, and his lips were of moderate thickness.

His mouth was slightly pursed, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was troubled.

Just looking at his deserted stall, Liu Ruoyan guessed what he was troubled about.

No business, of course he would be troubled!

Now people's lives are a bit more difficult than they were a month ago, but the order is still there, and no major malicious incidents have occurred.

People who are having a hard time are thinking about selling their own things to get money. Who would think about buying cold weapons?

Liu Ruoyan crouched down and casually picked up a dagger and pulled it out.

But at the moment when the dagger was drawn out of its sheath, Liu Ruoyan was startled.

The cold light was dazzling, and the dagger hummed.

Liu Ruoyan immediately closed the dagger and looked at the man, "You're selling such a good thing?"