"System, I want to train my bathing skills.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a bathhouse appeared.
Moreover, a guest had appeared, and it was actually Juchuan Shizuka.
If it was before yesterday, he would have forgotten everything.
But now, save it. It was just a projection.
Without any explanation, he took off his clothes and went into the bathhouse to soak himself.
The bathroom last night made him understand that he could use the dimensional training ground flexibly.
That was why there was the training of the scrubbing skill. It did not matter if he did not practice it, the system would not care.
Just nice, he could use it flexibly in the bathhouse.
With a thought, He Yushui, Lou Xiao'e, and Yu Li appeared in the bathhouse.
As soon as they arrived, they fell to the ground as if they had no bones. Zhou Hao was shocked.
"Are you tired?"
When he looked into his Portable Space, he immediately felt embarrassed.
The clones were not robots, so they would get tired too.
Other than being a little less intelligent, he was the same as an ordinary human.
The projection was the same. It would be tired.
Why was Leng Feng beaten by him? Wasn't he tired after fighting for a few hours?
No matter how ruthless Zhou Hao was, he couldn't let them give him a bath. Instead, he got up and put them in the bathhouse. In the end, he still learned the massage and bathing skills himself.
After that, he did not have the mood to do anything else. After taking a bath, he brought the three of them back to rest.
The next day, at three o'clock in the morning, He Yushui and the other two woke him up.
After enjoying himself, he rushed into the bathroom to wash up. Then, he put on his real-life clothes and left the dimensional training ground.
He put on a hat and a self-made mask.
He carefully opened the door. The old wooden door would still make a slight sound even if a few drops of oil dripped down.
After opening and closing the door with much difficulty, he tiptoed towards the courtyard house's main gate.
It was past three o'clock in winter, and no one had woken up so early.
No one noticed Zhou Hao's actions. He quickened his pace as soon as he reached the courtyard house.
According to the location in his memory, he arrived at a street in about ten minutes.
It was not even four o'clock yet. The sky was dark, but the street was bustling with activity.
Many people were walking around, and there were stalls on both sides of the street.
Although it was crowded, it was very quiet.
This was Pigeon City. In an era where supplies were scarce, food stamps and meat stamps were insufficient. Naturally, such a black market was born.
In fact, there were also specialized commission shops in the city that sold second-hand goods. There was no need for all kinds of tickets.
There was one in Xuanwumen, not far from the courtyard house. It was legal and supervised by the relevant departments.
However, the commission shop's business was too good. It was not possible to buy what one wanted just by walking over.
Some had to wait, some had to make an appointment, and sometimes they might even directly investigate the identity of the customer. It was very cumbersome.
Some of the things that Zhou Hao bought were obviously not suitable for others to know, so he naturally chose Pigeon Market.
"Auntie, how much are these ducks?”
"Two yuan for the male duck and three yuan for the female duck.”
"I want these four ducks. Oh right, sell me this cage too.”
"No problem."
After paying, he left with the cage.
He walked into an alley. There was no one in the dark alley, and there were no outsiders. He put the cage into his Dimensional Pocket.
After a round, they went to Pigeon City again.
Five chickens, two rabbits, two catties of vegetable oil, a handful of green onions, garlic, a pile of cabbage and radishes. He spent nearly 30 yuan.
The vegetable oil was expensive. He didn't expect someone to be willing to sell it.
The price of cooking oil was not expensive, but there had to be a fuel ticket.
One had to know that the monthly quota for each person in the city was three taels of oil. In an era where most people had no money to eat, who would be willing to sell it?
After putting away everything, he wandered around Pigeon City and finally found the ticket seller.
20 catties of food coupons, 5 catties of meat coupons, and 20 industrial coupons cost more than 40 yuan.
In this era, tickets were the real currency.
Without a ticket, it was useless even if he had money.
Moreover, food stamps were very expensive. One could only buy a catty of food stamps with a little more than one yuan.
Even now, two or three years ago, it would only cost three yuan, and national food stamps would cost four yuan.
Many people said that Qin Huairu's family was not poor. 27.5 yuan a month was enough for a family of five to eat. After all, Xiao Dang and Huai Hua were still young.
In addition, he could "borrow" some money from Silly Pillar from time to time, so his life would definitely be prosperous.
They didn't lack money, but they lacked food stamps.
Most importantly, the Jia Zhang family was a rural household, so he did not have a food quota.
It was obvious that she ate the most.
After buying the tickets, his total assets were less than 400 yuan.
Zhou Hao looked at the mall, thinking about when he should buy some supplies and sell them here to earn some money and tickets to protect himself.
It wasn't five o'clock yet, so he ran to Shichahai.
He found a small forest, took off his clothes, and dived into the water.
He gritted his teeth for a while. Fortunately, Super Self-Healing was powerful enough and slowly adapted to the low temperature.
Then, he began to work. The mud at the edge of Shichahai was dug up by him. The pond that the three women had dug out with great difficulty in his Dimensional Pocket was immediately filled with mud.
There were many fish, prawns, crabs, eels, loaches, and all kinds of algae in the mud.
Seeing this, Zhou Hao became even more excited.
Not long after, the 100-square-meter pond was covered with a thick layer of mud.
Fortunately, the three girls didn't have the initiative to do so. They kept digging when Zhou Hao asked them to.
If he said it was a hundred square meters, then it was a hundred square meters.
However, while he was driving, the car was still moving, and the depth was more than a meter.
No wonder he was so exhausted at the bathhouse. With his work efficiency, it was obvious that he had never rested.
Of course, they weren't capable enough to dig such a deep pond in just a few hours.
It was so deep because the soil that was dug out was piled up around the pond.
After laying the silt, he began to add water.
As long as he touched it, he could stuff it into his Portable Space. Water was naturally simple.
Soon, the pond was filled up, and there were even a few fish that weighed half a catty to one or two catty.
He didn't stop. Instead, he circled the shore and looked for some water grass.
The three women who had already woken up were busy planting. They also released the rabbits and four ducks.
With the cabbage and radish he bought, the animals quickly recovered their spirits.
The little green onion was also planted, but he didn't know if it would survive.
The garlic was alright, but it had to wait until it sprouted. The temperature should be fine.
In the outside world during winter, vegetables and fruits could be forgotten. Otherwise, it would not be like this.
Zhou Hao climbed out of the water at around 5:30 pm.
After entering the dimensional training ground to take a shower and coming out to put on his clothes, he realized that the winter temperature was not as uncomfortable as he had imagined.
"Without a bicycle, we could have left the city early in the morning to look for plants and animals and be back before work.”
He could run by himself, but running in the morning was too conspicuous in this era.
He wasn't a soldier or an athlete, so why was he exercising?
Everyone is hungry, but you have the strength and oil to train your body?
There was nothing to say. They had to report it and investigate it!
So, take it easy.
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