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Chapter 1171 The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (53)

The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (53)

The snowplow looks like the bucket in front of an excavator, and it's also a bit like a lawnmower, except it can be used manually. Just shovel it over the snow and it's incredibly convenient for clearing snow.

This thing is really useful at this time. The biggest headache for Song Ningning every day when he goes out to fetch water is that the snow is too heavy. Even with the help of a small cart, it is still very difficult for him to go to the lake.

With this snowplow, things are different; it can clear a path, which makes things much more convenient.

However, quite a few people now know about snow shovels. There aren't many snow shovels available, only five were offered for trade. Song Ning was initially worried that he wouldn't have a competitive advantage, but when the other party heard that he was offering liquor for trade, they agreed without hesitation.

As if afraid he would run away, the rather burly man in front of him picked up one of the snow shovels and went to fetch the wine to make the deal, without letting Song Ning lift a finger the whole time.

After the transaction was completed and the wine was obtained, this guy boldly opened a bottle on the spot but took a very precious sip. Two blushes instantly appeared on his face. Song Ning really couldn't tell whether the other person was intoxicated by the wine or by his own appearance.

"Good stuff, bro. You still have a lot, right? If you ever want to get anything, just tell me. I have connections. As long as you have this, I'll try my best to get you anything."

Lu Ziguang called himself "Brother Xiong," but Song Ning could only remember "Big Xiong" no matter how hard he tried.

After the snow shovels were replaced, it was already quite late. Even though many people still had the urge to exchange them, they all held back. The weather was only going to get colder at night, and some who lived far away had already packed up and were preparing to leave.

Fortunately, his haul was pretty good. He got a snow shovel and some warm clothes. On his way back, Song Ning was even surprised to find that the shop where he exchanged warm clothes had brought out a lot of men's and women's underwear to exchange as well.

Without a second thought, Song Ning immediately changed thirty pairs of pants. He was fed up with the feeling of being naked, especially when it was cold. If his pants were even slightly breathable, the chilly feeling was something he really didn't want to remember.

After exchanging all the supplies, Song Ning took stock and found that he had received a total of thirty pairs of underwear, a snow shovel, two black long down jackets (one plus size and one regular size), one white short down jacket (regular size), a camel-colored coat (regular size), a black coat (plus size), and a black long trench coat (plus size).

Five sets of thermal underwear were purchased, two of which were too large. Ten pairs of men's underwear were also too large, leaving twenty pairs in their correct size.

In addition to these, he also traded three 15L stainless steel water buckets, and he also traded a sickle and a wood-chopping knife with the snowplow seller.

His drink played a crucial role in securing so many supplies; clearly, a drink was very important to everyone in this kind of weather.

Not to mention that in certain emergency situations, baijiu can also be used as medicine.

So even after Song Ning traded so many supplies, he still had a full thirty-nine bottles of wine left for himself.

In addition to the canned goods he received—ten cans of fruit, three cans of luncheon meat, six cans of fish and nine other cans, a large shelf, and thirty-five bars of soap—he also received a large shelf of other canned goods.

Finally, there were the fragments that appeared to be zombie crystal cores found on the zombie rats. Song Ning received a considerable number of fragments, a total of 364 pieces.

After Song Ning finished taking stock of his supplies, even though he already knew he had gained a lot, he was still so surprised that he couldn't help but hug the big cat and kiss it several times.

"It's all thanks to you, Brother Leopard. Otherwise, I wouldn't have dared to cooperate with Liang Anlin and the others. Without cooperating, I definitely wouldn't have gotten so many good things."

Even his current worries have become new perspectives. He's gained so much that now he seems to have a hard time letting go of his little place with Brother Leopard.

Despite her distress, Song Ning wasted no time and immediately packed her things to prepare for departure.

Liang Anlin was a man of his word. He himself had plenty of supplies, but he still sent three people to help Song Ning send the things back.

With extra manpower, Song Ning traded nine bottles of wine with Captain Man and his men in exchange for 100 jin of cornbread, which they then took home.

After Liang Anlin's three men delivered him and his belongings as promised, they refused Song Ning's offer to stay. They simply took out a bottle of wine, shared a sip, and hurriedly returned home.

The supplies were neatly stacked outside. Night had fallen, and Song Ning, starving, looked at the supplies in front of her, feeling a bittersweet mix of pain and joy.

He hugged the big cat and took a few deep breaths to comfort himself.

"It's alright, these are happy troubles. Others want to have so many supplies but don't."

It just means having to pack supplies overnight on an empty stomach, haha. Many people want to pack supplies but don't even have any to pack. It's just working on an empty stomach, right? It's a small problem, he can handle it, he can solve it.

The black panther listened to the humans' rambling and muttered words with a bit of disdain. In his opinion, these things were nothing, and shouldn't take the humans too much time. Besides, he could also help out.

Not long after, Black Panther regretted his ignorant idea.

In order to save time, Song Ning only had time to light the coal to heat the kang (a heated brick bed) and boil some water for washing up later. She then opened a can of meat, ate a little, and started moving things.

The snow shovel is placed on the right side of the door curtain, so that you can directly use it to clear the snow outside as soon as you open the door.

The shelf was too big, so it had to be disassembled and moved in. Song Ning had no choice but to leave the shelf outside overnight.

He immediately put away the thirty bottles of wine, as they were the most important supplies at the moment. Song Ning stored them in the cellar, along with other canned goods. He also put the canned goods that were previously on the shelves into the cellar. The shelves were now empty, filled with the underwear, clothes, and down jackets that had been brought back.

Running around carrying these things, Song Ning was exhausted and cold. She would only occasionally return to the stove to rub her hands, cover her face, and stomp her feet before continuing to run out and move things.

At first, the black panther was helping out, but when he realized that he couldn't carry supplies with his hands like a human, he started pacing back and forth in frustration.

This shouldn't be the case. His humans shouldn't have to work so hard. Is there any way to make his humans less tired?

For some reason, Black Panther suddenly remembered a sentence that a human had said before.

If only there were one more person to help, it would be great. He couldn't help in his black panther form, but if he turned into a human, could he do it?