Wei Xuan stood in the warehouse, carefully examining the entire room in the dim light.
This was clearly a transit warehouse, with layer upon layer of cardboard boxes stacked almost to the ceiling.
Whether from the packaging outside or from the empty boxes scattered on the floor of the room, the identity of the goods here was clearly evident – convenient rice!
Convenient rice is a type of convenience food made up of a box of rice and a vacuum-sealed cooked dish.
The ingredients in these foods go without saying; they are different dishes with different flavors and relatively strong tastes, developed by different manufacturers. However, the vast majority of the flavors are pretty good.
The rice is either raw or cooked, depending on the manufacturer’s choice. Raw rice has a longer shelf life than cooked rice.
These convenient rice packages are further divided into different categories based on the method of consumption. Some come with a self-heating bag, and after opening, the rice and dish can be automatically heated on top of the box, making them suitable for outdoor camping or use in places without a microwave or steamer.
The other type does not have a self-heating bag and needs to be heated using a microwave or steamer when eaten.
Looking around, about a quarter of the boxes containing rice in this room had already been emptied, which should be taken by the two guys.
After all, although there were many things here, they took up a lot of space, and without a vehicle to transport them, one person could only carry one or two boxes at most, and anything more was just impossible to carry.
However, at this point, Wei Xuan’s attention was not on the taste of the rice. He went directly to a box that had already been opened and still had a lot of unclaimed packages, carefully examining the production date on top. The result was very pleasing.
“This was manufactured in April this year, and the shelf life is actually 270 days, nine months?!”
He had previously bought another brand of non-self-heating convenience rice in the supermarket, and if he remembered correctly, the shelf life of that kind of rice was only about six months.
If it was that kind of rice, it would have expired by now. But now these things could at least last until January of next year!
A smile appeared on Wei Xuan’s face. Although these things could still be eaten for some time after they had expired, the safety could not be guaranteed. And he was not someone who couldn’t find food, someone who would eat even grass and tree bark when extremely hungry. He had potatoes and carrots at home, and even if he couldn’t find these things, he could still survive. There was no need to take such risks.
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Since there are so many flavors to choose from, he naturally won’t be polite!
It seems that everyone who has come before has taken a bit of every flavor, so the opened boxes around are basically filled with all the flavors. However, it is quite obvious that the fish-flavored shredded pork is the most popular.
Either it’s because it’s the most delicious flavor, or because people who come for the convenience of the rice tend to prefer this flavor.
Anyway, since he came all this way, he naturally wants to take as much as he can carry.
So, Wei Xuan quickly took off his and Du Hang’s backpacks and emptied them, then prioritized stuffing each flavor of rice into them.
There were eight flavors, and Wei Xuan took ten of each flavor first to start stuffing them into the backpack.
What made him feel a little frustrated was that this thing was really big! It was even bigger and heavier than the one he bought from a certain brand before!
Of course, the weight of this thing is not a problem, but the size is quite headache-inducing.
So Wei Xuan looked at the sky outside and decided to bring all the things he needed to a brighter place. He sat down side by side with Du Hang on the ground and began to unpack the boxes.
He opened at least half of the heating bags and outer boxes of the convenience rice he needed to take, and threw them into an empty box – these things can also be heated in the microwave.
This way, he could save quite a bit of space.
Sure enough, after removing the unnecessary parts, these eighty boxes were easily stuffed into the backpack. After confirming that all the rice packaging was intact and the production date was the same, Wei Xuan took out several bags from the side of his backpack and stuffed them full of a few flavors he was interested in bringing home together.
He only planned to come here once. Firstly, because the things here are not his own and those two guys usually come to take some meat back home. Secondly, due to the expiration date issue, he can’t take too much because he won’t be able to eat it all. Thirdly, he doesn’t want to come here often in case he encounters other survivors.
It’s troublesome enough to run into those two lunatics since they already know each other. But there may be other survivors who know about the convenience of the rice in this area or the place where they’re going to get canned food later. If they encounter other people, it could be a disaster.
Therefore, whether it’s here or the place where they will get canned food later, he only plans to go once. He packed everything he needed, piled the two bulging bags and four bags against the wall, and looked around the room with some emotion.
He had already taken so much rice, but there were still a lot of things left here. Can they be eaten or taken away before they expire?
Fortunately, those two guys should be the first to discover these things, so let them solve these issues themselves.
“I’ll sleep for a while and head home in the dark.”
Patting the two bulging bags that were almost as big as a small mountain, Wei Xuan leaned against Du Hang’s side and rested his head on his lap, wrapped in a blanket. They can’t carry these conspicuous bags around, or it will attract attention. It’s better to stay here until it’s dark before moving out.
As it turned out, people’s luck wouldn’t always be so bad, and Wei Xuan didn’t have the kind of rare constitution that encountered a survivor every time he went out.
So this time, he and Du Hang returned home smoothly, carrying large and small bags in the night.
When the dawn’s light illuminated the two-person cottage of Wei Xuan and Du Hang, the instant convenient rice that Wei Xuan had gone through great pains to bring back had just come out of the pot, with the hot rice, fragrant dishes, the taste he hadn’t had in a long time, and the somewhat greasy but endlessly delicious flavor… it really made Wei Xuan almost swallow his own tongue.
To be honest, no matter how well instant rice was made, it could never compare to the taste of restaurant food, especially rice. The texture of the rice in the majority of instant rice after it was cooked was only average.
The taste of the dishes was also far from authentic compared to what Wei Xuan had eaten in restaurants before the apocalypse. But with these convenient pre-made meals and familiar flavors, it still made him almost shed tears: “Fresh meat really does taste different from dried meat…”
At the beginning of the apocalypse, Wei Xuan collected quite a lot of fresh meat, sausages, and other such things, and dried them all out. Whenever he had the chance, he would soak a piece to improve the food.
However, those were all dried meat that far exceeded the level of bacon. Moreover, his methods of handling the meat were not very authentic, so even if they were soaked and used later, the taste was definitely not as good as real bacon or cured meat.
Moreover, his own cooking skills were quite ordinary, so without ingredients, how could he make the delicious food he had often eaten before the apocalypse?
Therefore, now that he was eating this kind of pre-made meal, even if its taste wasn’t authentic, it was enough to move him, let alone the fact that the taste of this thing was actually not bad at all?
Putting aside the box of preserved pork belly and pickled vegetable dumplings that he had devoured, the lingering aroma still wafted in the air, making him reluctant to part with it.
Wei Xuan suppressed the urge to open another box and tried to control his temptation to go back to the warehouse for another round.
He should not be too greedy. What belongs to you is yours, and what does not belong to you, you should not covet. Even though those two had been willing to share with him, he couldn’t be too selfish. Everyone should leave a little room for each other to ensure harmony.
Not to mention, there might be other survivors who would go there too.
After taking a few deep breaths, Wei Xuan paced around the room a few times before finally pulling Du Hang onto the bed and going to sleep, out of sight out of mind!
Otherwise, if he saw the rice again, he might not be able to resist the urge to eat it all and end up crying afterwards…
Perhaps it was the aftermath of the preserved pork belly and pickled vegetable dumplings he had before sleeping, but Wei Xuan, who had never been particularly obsessed with food, found himself dreaming about eating all night.
First, he dreamed that he and his colleagues went to the seafood city and ordered almost everything that could be eaten in the sea until they couldn’t walk anymore.
Then he dreamed that he and the same group of indistinct colleagues went to a Sichuanese restaurant, a Shandong restaurant… In the moment before waking up, Wei Xuan still vividly remembered himself holding onto a piece of elbow meat and refusing to let go, while his colleagues raised their glasses and forced him to drink, but he insisted on saying, “I’ll drink after finishing this!”
He woke up dazedly and saw the familiar face of Du Hang and his still-confused eyes.
Wei Xuan blinked and then sighed, “Ah… I can’t stay at home today. When it gets dark, I’ll go back to the warehouse street again while I still have the energy!”
That’s right, otherwise, he would keep thinking about those convenient rice meals at home. It would be better to go to the warehouse street first and get some canned fruit to balance it out…
Thanks for the chapter! Yeah, dreaming of food when you might not have it is no fun.
Thank you for the chapter! 🤍💚🤍💚
Dreams about food, mmm~
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Thanks for the update 🤣❤️🤣❤️🤣
I thought he would wake up biting Du Hang’s hand 😆