Chapter 17: Sandstorms
"Speaking of which, you're really tough on the system......
An Yi played with a piece of dough in his hand, and there was still a distance away, and An Yi could smell the smell of the dough.
"Hmph, that's because you underestimated me too much before!"
The dough in An Yi's hand is the famous Shu Han old noodles, and this is extracted by the system from some scraps on Boss Luo's body. Just some slag, the old noodles of Shu Han have been restored, and I have to say that the system is really quite capable.
"In that case, it looks like I'm going to get a pastry stick too......"
With Shu Han old noodles, if you don't put some effort into the pastry, it will be too tyrannical, although An Yi used to make pastries, but the pastry stick really hasn't been used.
"System, pastry sticks, do you have any good recommendations or suggestions?"
"The advice I can give you is to try to find a better one, Taici's pastry stick is not even as good as the noodles you kneaded by hand, such as Logan's pastry stick is handed down, so it is not comparable, then you can consider Master Xie's kind, if you can meet the other party, ask who made the other party's pastry stick, and then see if you can ask the other party to make one for you."
"That's a good idea."
"Xiao An! Hurry up, it's time to get ready for lunch! ”
There is a distance from Lanzhou to Dunhuang, and in order to be able to reach Dunhuang as soon as possible, An Yi joined a caravan. After all, if you drag on the road for a long time, it is easy to have all kinds of troubles, and An Yi joined such a caravan as a cook.
And why is Anyi so anxious, because of the old noodles, Anyi knows that he can exchange the ingredients he has been exposed to in the system, but this does not mean that the exchange can be exchanged, there is a certain time limit, and the exchange system itself does not have storage space, which means that Anyi needs to find a way by himself. Therefore, on the one hand, Anyi is now to store some ingredients, and on the other hand, to lighten his own burden, so he very much wants to get the spirit vault and open the storage space of the system.
Putting the old noodles in the jar, An Yi came to the temporary cooking place, and then began to work.
The people who go to business generally eat are quite simple, and the food that is easy to carry is no different from the food that Anyi once prepared, and perhaps the slight difference is because everyone carries something, so there are more ingredients for stew.
Each person holds a piece of dry and hard dough in their hands, scoops a spoonful of vegetables from the cauldron and adds soup to the bowl, tears up the dough and throws it into the soup, and devours the food.
Comfort has not done superfluous things, and the perennial business experience has let businessmen know what they need most, so comfort is more of a kind of learning.
After eating and resting for a while, the caravan continued on its way.
At night, the temperature difference between day and night in Gansu is quite large, on the one hand, in order to keep warm, on the other hand, to prevent the attack of wild beasts, so the night watchman is very necessary, and Anyi is not lazy at this time, even if he is a cook.
"Ahh......h
An Yi yawned, in the past, it was nothing to stay up until the next day, and it was nothing when I practiced cooking, but now I feel a little sleepy because it is too boring.
There was no cell phone, nothing to do, only a bonfire to face at night, and Comfort was bored to the point of exploding.
"Hey, boy, there's trouble!"
The system came out at this time to brush up on the sense of existence, and the anxious voice made An Yi stunned, and then stood up and yelled.
"There is a situation!"
Everyone was awakened by the angry shout of An Yi, and some of them ran out without even getting dressed.
"What's the matter! What's up! ”
"What's the situation?"
"What's wrong?"
Almost all of them were blindfolded, and no one knew what was going on, even those who were on the vigil had some people who didn't know why, and everyone looked at the comfort who was standing.
"You just believe me?"
The system is a little unbelievable, because it is clear that he has only said that there is a situation, but An Yi does not seem to have any doubts about his words.
"Na, if you want to trick me, I'll admit it......"
"Hmph, we won't be so boring! Be careful, the sandstorm is coming! ”
"Sandstorm ......"
An Yi said it directly, and then the people around you look at me and I look at you, which is more of a disbelief.
"Are you serious?"
The person in charge of the caravan did not believe in comfort, but this kind of thing was often better to believe in it than to believe in it, and seeing the comfort and seriousness, the person in charge immediately began to organize people to block the sandstorm.
It turns out that the system is not so boring to play comfort, and the sandstorm is really coming.
In the Great Northwest, the power of sandstorms is terrifying. And don't forget, the current great northwest, one is not afforestation, two is no high-rise buildings, so the sandstorm can be said to be smooth and powerful.
But thanks to the fact that the merchants here basically use camels, dig a pit in the ground, and then use the camels as a wall, they can finally avoid the sandstorm directly on the face, but that's it, the whole caravan is also covered with sand, and the next morning, the original place where the caravan is camped is no different from the desert next to it.
"Poof!"
The mouth is almost full of sand, but at this time, An Yi does not dare to rinse his mouth with water, after a night of sandstorms, no one can guarantee how many resources can be left at this time, so these things at hand are quite important.
Soon, camels climbed out of the desert one after another, carrying large bags and small bags, and the caravan people slowly climbed out.
The person in charge left and began to count the number of people and goods, but the results were not ideal, except for the things tied to the camels, everything else had been buried in the desert, and even the comfortable kitchen utensils were lost a considerable part. Fortunately, the people of the caravan were fine, and basically everyone had water and dry food on them, and the caravan leader calculated that it was enough to get to the next supply point.
An Yi is glad that he has the habit of putting money on his body, although he said that he lost a lot of kitchen utensils and made An Yi quite heartbroken, but with funds, at least he can insist on purchasing some in the next city.
But God was joking with the group, and when they reached the next supply point, an oasis, they realized that it was covered in dust, which meant that they were now in a great crisis of resources.