After the abnormal event in the southwest this month, just like last month, the old lady's family came to exchange food again.
The repeated time points, as well as the fact that no permanent survivors were found around the Wang Qijia base and in the south, seem to indicate that survivors also need to avoid abnormal events.
Please help as much as you can, but you can't collect rags.
With this thought in mind, I went downstairs and was surprised to see the goods the woman had brought.
Alcohol! ?
He smelled the smell in the bottle and looked at the woman with wide eyes.
How many times a month do you change the meat and still have excess alcohol? ? ?
Anna put on a regretful expression: "This is a relic of a group of caravans. They were attacked by a demon hunter."
...I didn’t understand it at all.
Anyway, just know it's alcohol.
Wang Qi took out the wooden board and carbon strips, drew a salt water bottle and meat and handed them over: "Make a price."
Three pieces of meat are drawn on the wooden board, represented by the shape of a chicken leg, plus the local words "fresh, dried, dried + salt", and the weight mark kg.
Anna took the board, understood clearly and spoke to Shanna: "He has ham-like meat, do we want it?"
"want!"
Anna hesitated, then followed the drawing and made a crooked salt water bottle, writing "×15" and "×20" in front of the dried + salted chicken legs.
Making wine consumes food, and if it is alcohol, it requires more follow-up processing. The desert people in the northern suburbs will only make small amounts of wine in summer and autumn when the harvest is very good, and will not distill it. Alcohol seems to be only made in Sloven Town. ,therefore.
In addition to bacon, fresh meat is also needed, but a bottle of alcohol would cost at least three kilograms of fresh meat. I wonder if he has that much reserve.
When she wrote down 10 for 30, Anna's hands were shaking a little, for fear that the night ghost would kill her here along with Shana and Kai.
When Wang Qi took the board back and took a look, the asking price was indeed a bit unexpected.
He didn't counteroffer immediately and asked the other party to wait while he went upstairs to get something.
In addition to the meat, I also brought down the dictionary.
I checked the dictionary in person, and after a while I said, "I want to inspect the goods."
"Of course." Anna also tried to be brief.
He took the bottle Anna handed him, opened the cap, took out a small cup from his pocket and poured some, returned the bottle, and went into the room to change it to a plate to put alcohol in and light the fire.
It only takes a little alcohol in total, and the result is quickly burned out once the plate is spread.
If the alcohol content exceeds 70 degrees, it can indeed be considered alcohol rather than wine.
When they went upstairs, his flesh was hanging outside the door leading to the yard from the stairwell. No one moved when they came out. They didn't even enter the yard.
It's a little painful to exchange more than one kilogram of bacon for 500 ml of alcohol, and it's useless to exchange so much. However, alcohol still has many uses. On the premise that the family can socialize, I made this order.
Thirty kilograms of fresh meat and twenty kilograms of bacon, which account for a little more than one-third of the existing reserves, do not have any impact.
He completed the transaction with a "anything goes" look, while Anna and the three became more cautious.
In the past, what they got from the Night Walker was scorpion ant meat. Today, the quantity may be relatively large. Half of the fresh meat is a whole piece of meat, the leg meat of the scorpion ant guard.
The freshness of this piece of meat, taken out of the shell for less than two days at most, means that two scorpion ant guards have been killed this winter... No, maybe more, one of the pieces of bacon seems to be some part of the guard.
It would be better not to take out the remaining box of alcohol on the sled and challenge his moral bottom line.
Making a decision, Anna thanked her, packed her things and left quickly.
Wang Qi scratched his head at the back door of the compound: Why did he seem to be running away? He didn't do anything to scare people. Isn't he too happy?
Moving the alcohol back upstairs, Li wanted to come over.
"That's a lot of meat." She pointed to the bottle, "Would you like to light it on fire?"
It means that he spent a lot of meat in exchange for these igniting liquids.
Wang Qi smiled and said while gesticulating: "It's not just for lighting fires, it can be used to wash wounds so that they won't fester."
...Well, it is true that with the current physical condition of the two of them, the medical use of alcohol is really not great. Two or three bottles are too much, so they can only put them away after buying so many. It seems that they are really doing charity.
But it's not that bad.
Wang Qi took Li to the supplies room and showed her another way to use alcohol: cleaning.
It took half a bottle to wipe down the half of the mirror wall near the door.
It is still daytime, and the material room is not completely blocked from light. There is a small energy-saving light transmittance near the window, and it is easy to see the changes in the mirror wall.
"It can also be washed with water, but it will be very laborious."
Li Xiang looked at the two people in the mirror, seeming to be happy but also a little distressed.
Wang Qi pulled her hair and touched his own: "I'll cut your hair, and you can cut it for me too."
"A haircut... hair?"
Wang Qi nodded and went to prepare things.
There was nothing to prepare. I took out the base model in the sand table as a stool, a piece of cloth, a pair of scissors, and a comb. Before starting the cutting, add firewood to the stove and a large pot to boil water.
"Sit." Pointing to the base model.
Li Xiang didn't know what he was thinking, covering his neck and shaking his head.
Do you think you want to cut her neck?
Wang Qi rolled his eyes, faced the mirror wall as a demonstration, and cut off a handful of hair on his head: "Cut your hair, not your neck."
"Hair, oh." Li Xiang sat down with a blush.
Wrap the curtain around your neck, imitate the hairdresser's method, pick up your hair with two fingers and cut it.
Wang Qi, who has never done this kind of work before, doesn't dare to ask for help, so he should work hard to achieve the goal of the longer version of the bob haircut.
Bob and mushroom heads are often confused. In Wang Qi’s eyes, the bob pays more attention to the straight line of the lower edge, which gives people a refreshing and neat feeling, while the mushroom is relatively more casual. The bob can be changed into a mushroom, but not the other way around.
The bob haircut, together with trousers and short skirts, once became a symbol of women's liberation of rights, which is quite symbolic. However, this does not work for Wang Qi. He likes the bob haircut because it is considered a short hairstyle among women and is easier to care for and maintain.
Aiming for the longer version first is also to provide a room for error. If the haircut goes badly, there is still a way to save it. It’s great to change the mushroom hair into shredded hair in the end.
Li Xiang's hair had very weak natural curls. Wang Qi cut it a few times and felt something was wrong, so he asked Li Xiang to wash his hair first.
It is easier to start with hair that has softened after washing and is forcibly straightened with water.
Not to mention, the control brought by high physical fitness can also be used in haircuts, and the haircut will look like that in no time.
Without being careless, Li Xiang asked Li Xiang to help him press the hair that was spread on the top of his head, and try to trim the hair on the occiput area. After making sure that he could reproduce the unique feeling of the back of the head (close to the curvature of the occipital bone) of the bob haircut, he continued to cut it short and trim it neatly.
I didn't have much idea about the forehead part. I don't know how to do air bangs, so I'd better be pragmatic and leave her with two small bangs that reach down to her eyebrows. It's a pity that her hair is too soft and can't be made into dull hair.
"It's finished, how do you think?" Wang Qi asked Li Xiang for his opinion.
Li Xiang looked at the little man in the mirror with a smile on his face, which was natural.
"It's cold, a bit." She turned sideways and pointed at the back of her neck and head.
"It's okay. Just wear something with a higher collar after taking a shower. You can also get a scarf."
Her hair was wet and already a bit icy. Now she was asked to give her a haircut and worry about freezing. She helped carry the hot water to the public restroom and let her take a shower by herself. We would talk about his hair tomorrow.
The next day, Wang Qi's head was given to Li Xiang for practice.
This contestant's first time was not so good. After all, she may not have seen a regular haircut since she was a child. With the living conditions in the wasteland, she probably had to cut her hair if it grew too long.
In order not to turn into a bald head to cope with the temperature outside which is tens of degrees below zero, Wang Qi decisively stopped halfway and left a hedgehog hair, which is still asymmetrical!
"Okay, I'll have a good head again in two months."
After comforting Li Xiang, who was a little depressed, there was still business to do.
