Qiao Zhiyan took a bite of the big meat bun and sighed with satisfaction.

"Every day, there are those dry cakes in the village, and I'm almost vomiting."

"Just be content. We are still pancakes. You didn't see that the others were all wild vegetables. I couldn't even eat the wild vegetables when they looked at the disgusting color." Chu Molin also ate the noodles in his hand with satisfaction and said with a look of satisfaction.

"By the way, didn't you cook a can of white porridge in the morning? You have to keep some stomach and go back to eat white porridge." As Qiao Zhiyan ate, he suddenly remembered that they had just gone up the mountain and cooked a can of white porridge there at that time.

"That was left for grandpa." Chu Molin rolled his eyes.

"Wait, Lin, what are the good things you told us? I haven't taken them out to see them yet." I just felt like I was owed something, but when I talked about Baizhu, I remembered this kid. Didn't I say to show them good things yesterday? I forgot about this when I saw wild animals.

"That's going to wait until Ayi comes back." Chu Molin glanced at him coldly, and ignored him after passing by, and buried his head in his own hard work.

"Oh, I'd known it, I'd look at the good things you said first and do something else." Qiao Zhiyan was a little regretful.

"It's too late." Chu Molin said calmly, finished the last sip of soup and prepared to leave.

The slightly fat woman in the yard saw that they were about the same time, so she packed the packed things in a cloth bag, took them out, and waited for them in the yard.

"30 pancakes and 20 buns have been packed." The slightly fat woman handed them the two bags she held in her hand, turned around and left, ready to clean up the table.

Chu Molin took one bag and was about to pick up another bag when Qiao Zhiyan took it first. The two of them quickly left the alley and walked leisurely on the street.

"Are we going back to the village now?" Qiao Zhiyan walked on the street. It was summer now and the sun was already very sunny at around 8 o'clock in the morning. He had just eaten hot noodle soup again. In less than ten minutes, he was already sweating profusely and was still walking under the shade of the trees.

"Do you need to buy something? We'll go back after buying it." Chu Molin also left and was sweating profusely, making him think about what else he needed to buy. He finally came to the county.

"No, the things were bought by Ayi when he went back. Now he doesn't need anything. By the way, go to the supply and marketing cooperative to see if there are any candles? Buy candles and buy some pastries. Sometimes I feel so hungry at night." Qiao Zhiyan racked his brains and didn't know what to buy. These two are what he could think of at the moment.

The two of them quickly entered the gate of the supply and marketing cooperative. The county's supply and marketing cooperative had a dilapidated storefront. There were many cabinets on the two-story building. The service staff were as wilted as the vegetable seedlings in the field.

Chu Molin and Qiao Zhiyan were used to this when they saw these service staff. They walked directly to the counter selling candles, bought four candles, and then went to the counter selling pastries. As a result, the rest were some pastries that had been stored for a long time, and a few of them had grown hair.

At first glance, they didn't have the desire to eat, so they simply stopped buying it and went out of the supply and marketing cooperative.

"Those pastries are moldy, and no one wants to replace them yet." Qiao Zhiyan was a little angry when he didn't buy pastries, but there was no way. Now the weather is hot and impatient. If no one buys them for two days, it will change its flavor.
Chapter completed!