Su Miaomiao and Cheng Hao busied themselves organizing the supplies they had retrieved, piling them up somewhat haphazardly.
There wasn't much time.
The hot pot base, each block quite large, was all wrapped in oil paper to save time.
Even so, it took quite a while to sort everything.
Finally, they brought out all the Napa cabbage from the hot pot restaurant, piling it into a small mountain, at least a hundred catties. They also got three bags of sweet potatoes, about a hundred and fifty catties in total, with each bag estimated to weigh around fifty catties.
The two of them also took three bags of salt, each bag likely weighing fifty catties.
With this,
They wouldn't be short on salt for a while.
Besides that,
There were five bags of rice, each fifty catties, two bags of high-gluten and low-gluten flour, each fifty catties, three bags of glutinous rice flour, each thirty catties, and various types of noodles and pasta, adding up to about seventy to eighty catties. They also got about thirty catties of potatoes.
After some thought, the two decided against the more elaborate, fancy hot pot balls and opted for pure meat balls instead, which seemed more normal.
People would be more willing to eat them.
They took sixty catties each of beef balls and beef tendon balls, packed in those large bamboo baskets.
Initially, they worried about not having enough containers. Later, Cheng Hao remembered the wedding banquet dishes he had stored in his spatial storage; some of them were in similar baskets. He cleared out a few, perfect for packing the hot pot restaurant's supplies.
He also brought out the meat dishes that hadn't been processed yet.
Looking at them, no one would guess they were from Cheng's family banquet, as they were all fish, chicken, and duck. They also brought extra ginger.
In the dead of winter,
Ginger is a good thing.
It can ward off the cold.
And it can cure illnesses.
Su Miaomiao had repeatedly emphasized bringing it out. Fortunately, the hot pot restaurant's large kitchen wasn't short on ginger; it was piled high everywhere. They just took some extra.
They also brought a good amount of sugar and brown sugar. With that, their food supplies were almost complete.
Cheng Hao discovered three large, everyday medical kits. They were likely kept by the restaurant for emergencies. Two were in the kitchens, and one was at the reception in the front hall, all stocked with daily medications.
This included things like hydrogen peroxide for cleaning wounds, bandages, gauze, and some emergency drugs, all intended for dealing with unexpected situations.
Upon hearing this, Su Miaomiao patted his shoulder and said, "Hey, hey, hey, good stuff! If we don't take them out now, we won't get this chance again. We can't rely on such good luck every time, right? We both know how fortunate we are, so let's take out all the important things in one go!"
She emphasized that these first-aid supplies could save lives, especially since medical supplies were scarce in this area. She felt they were incredibly necessary!
Cheng Hao, hearing her words, asked her how many they should take.
Su Miaomiao thought for a moment, then held up two fingers to him and said, "With so many people, it will be inconvenient to get more later. Since there are three, let's take two. The convoy doesn't have a doctor yet, and I'm the only one who knows medicine. So, I'll keep these two firmly in my hands, and there's no issue!"
It was just a more legitimate way to use them, without needing to hide anything.
Cheng Hao understood the logic and chose to follow her lead, directly taking out two. These medical kits were still too conspicuous, far too modern.
Su Miaomiao then asked him if he had anything to replace them with. Cheng Hao searched through all the currently accessible areas and finally found a few wooden boxes in a corner of the convenience store warehouse. He then played the trick of "replacing the cat with a rabbit" again, putting them in new casings.
Mixed in with this pile of supplies, they didn't look too out of place.
The two of them worked for quite a while, managing to gather a mountain of supplies into a cave. But even with so much, it wouldn't realistically last for dozens of people for months.
At most, they wouldn't starve.
But the couple always believed that one must eat their fill. Otherwise, like during the wolf attack, if everyone was malnourished from hunger, it would be dangerous.
Moreover, they couldn't take too much out, fearing it would make the convoy members lazy.
This was a very practical concern.
Therefore, maintaining a certain level of hunger and a sense of crisis was quite necessary.
Cheng Hao and Su Miaomiao didn't take out any more items. This was already quite impressive, enough for them to survive the winter, and they still needed to continue storing supplies, foraging in the woods, and hunting. All of these were very necessary.
Hunting was an excellent way for Su Miaomiao to demonstrate her skills, solidify her position, and also practice her abilities so she wouldn't lose them.
Su Miaomiao surveyed the scene, seeing that everything was neatly prepared and quite good. Finally, she playfully teased Cheng Hao, saying, "Rare indeed, you're taking things out so readily. Didn't you always say that once things entered your golden stash, no one could ever take anything out?"
Of course,
That "no one" didn't include Su Miaomiao. They had always treated each other as one.
Cheng Hao was still a bit tired. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch Su Miaomiao's head, but then remembering his hands weren't clean, he stopped halfway and merely tapped her forehead with his finger. "What time is it now? Is it okay not to take things out? If there's a famine in the convoy later, do you think we'd be in danger?"
Su Miaomiao stuck her tongue out at him, making a funny face. He then pinched her chubby cheek. Disgusted by his dirty hands, she grunted and struggled to get away.
Cheng Hao saw her puffed-up face, bloated like a pufferfish, which was incredibly cute. It touched him deeply, but he merely smiled slightly.
He remained silent.
Then, his hands moved nimbly, conjuring a hot towel from his spatial storage. Like a nagging mother, he handed it to her to wipe her face.
Su Miaomiao's struggles were in vain.
She received the hot towel service on her face, but after being rubbed warm and comfortable,
She stopped resisting.
She tilted her head up, letting Cheng Hao wipe her face. It wasn't that she couldn't do it herself, but one person was accustomed to indulging, and the other was accustomed to being indulged. It was like Zhou Yu playing against Huang Gai, one willing to strike, the other willing to be struck. But it was just another playful act between young lovers.
Heh heh.
Cheng Hao enjoyed these moments of taking care of his childhood sweetheart. It was like someone engrossed in their pet; this kind of care could bring joy and relaxation to the owner.
True love, true affection.
It's about finding everything about you adorable and wanting to be good to you unconditionally.
It's about wanting to interact with you.
Kisses, cuddles, and hugs.
Even just a glance at Su Miaomiao, confirming she was by his side, brought Cheng Hao joy.
Conversely, he would easily become anxious and restless, as if the world couldn't function without her.
Taking care of her was a habit, and he didn't feel anything about it.
It was as natural as breathing.
Su Miaomiao also didn't feel anything particular. Perhaps their intimacy from childhood was to the point where outsiders couldn't bear to watch, but for her, it was just a commonplace daily occurrence. Naturally, she didn't care about others' reactions because it was irrelevant, unimportant, and thus she didn't mind.
She just felt happy as long as she was happy, as long as her most cherished childhood friend was closest to her, and as long as their grandparents were well.
Everything else, she felt was irrelevant, unimportant, and she couldn't be bothered.