Although the resettlement houses in Kip Town are small, they are well-equipped.
There is no shortage of kitchens, toilets, bathrooms, bedrooms, small living rooms, and all kinds of daily necessities.
Xu Zhi was not polite, so he came over and immediately took out the bulb tentacles of the copper whale and fried them in oil.
The process is not much different from frying lard. Just cut it into pieces, chop it into pieces, throw it into the pot and fry it.
The smell of durian roasted in a microwave came to him. Xu Zhi thought about it and closed his breath.
The amount of oil produced by the copper whale's tentacles is not large, but the smell is very strong.
Xu Zhi thought that he could only do this kind of work in the middle of the night.
After sleeping for a while next door, the uncle who woke up and cried sadly stopped his voice.
The guy on the other side of the room was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. He also used crutches to close the window.
The exhaust fan does a good job of sharing the smell.
Not long after, the nearby lights came on.
Some people are carrying out the national curse of Xiliu Kingdom, and some people have begun to search for which septic tank exploded.
The muttered voice downstairs spoke very fast. A Xiliu foreign language speaker like Xu Zhi could only understand a few sentences occasionally and could only turn a deaf ear to the rest.
Anyway, I don’t have anything nice to say, so I’ll be quiet if I don’t listen.
However, this disturbing situation made him speed up the pace a little, and turned the heat to the maximum, and the tentacles that became soft in texture continued to shrink into oily balls.
The more than 30 kilograms of soaked and swollen tentacles are estimated to contain more than 20 kilograms of water and seven or eight kilograms of oil residue. The remaining two kilograms are the copper whale scented oil he needs.
Waves of steam floated around with a foul smell.
Meat smells oily and fragrant.
Seeing the grease constantly spilling out, Xu Zhi was satisfied.
Qian Tong hadn't seen a copper whale for several years. He pulled off one of the tentacles just after he went to sea, and his fortune was extremely prosperous.
There was a banging sound on the iron door, someone was coming.
Xu Zhi looked at the several kilograms of oil residue in the pot, carefully sealed it, and poured the oil into two prepared glass bottles. After transferring the two to the dream world, he opened the door.
"Hello"
"Did you smell...ah~, I'm going to die, I'm going to die."
Compared with the smell outside, Xu Zhi felt that his place had probably become a shithole with heavy taste.
After opening the door, the aunt took a deep breath in his room and obviously couldn't bear it. She wanted to ask about the situation, but in an instant she ran away.
"There is a problem with the room."
Xu Zhi followed a group of people downstairs and pointed.
"Did the sewer on your second floor explode?"
"this and that."
Xu Zhi held his chin up as if thinking, and nodded again.
"The wind was so strong that many facilities in the town were destroyed. It is estimated that the sewers in the resettlement area could not withstand it and began to break. Why do we in Xiliu Country have such strong winds every year?"
"right."
"As much as I hate this hurricane, I'd rather have another blast blow away the damn smell at this point."
"right."
In addition to the refugees near the fishing port of Moses Kidd, the resettlement area also houses victims from other areas within the jurisdiction of Kip Town.
The urban model of the Xiliu Kingdom was dominated by cities, followed by towns, and then villages.
The Moses Kidd Fishing Port, where thousands of people previously lived, can only be classified as a village level in terms of administrative units.
For most people, Kip Town is already a very big place.
Not much weaker than Hua'an City where Xu Zhi lived before.
While discussing the stench near the resettlement houses, the refugees were also discussing their future lives.
Life needs to go on, and after the disaster, there is new life.
Whether they are willing or not, they must accept this reality, and most people must start from scratch.
The resettlement housing is the starting point of their struggle.
"I heard that reporters will come to interview us refugees tomorrow, no, this morning. Everyone said that if it is more difficult, we can strive for more subsidies."
"Those who are injured or sick should try to use their physical advantages when the time comes."
"Young children, you must express your desire to go to school and change your future. You must speak up. If you don't speak up, no one will know your thoughts."
"I heard that the children affected by the disaster can enter the nearby Kip College without taking the exam. It is the best college in our area. Let's work hard in the future."
"In a few days you will have a new identity. No one will care about where you come from. As long as you work hard, you will definitely have a future."
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Xu Zhi didn't pay attention to anything else, but he was instantly aware of his new identity.
Just like Dongyue, it is difficult to travel in Xiliu country without identification documents. It is difficult to take various means of transportation, various inspection checkpoints are inaccessible, and bank cards cannot be applied for...
Involving all aspects of life, Xu Zhi would not even be able to find a place to stay if he had not lived in this resettlement house.
In the past two years, Zhao Mu contacted the officials of the Xiliu Kingdom to carry out international crackdowns, which made the Xiliu Kingdom's inspections of foreigners or people without certificates strict to a certain extent in the past two years.
There is no way to wander around in the Xiliu Kingdom.
The beggars here only beg in designated areas and cannot go anywhere else.
He is a child too.
Children who have just graduated.
Still a child affected by the disaster.
Although he appears mature, he can still act young after drinking the water from the Rejuvenating Spring.
Xu Zhi didn't mind going back to the academy to muddle along for a while.
At least he needs to be more eloquent and able to understand other people's words, so that it won't be difficult for him to survive in the Xiliu Kingdom.
Before returning to Dongyue or Nanyang to find Qiantong, his first priority is to survive.
The order of primary and secondary cannot be reversed. Even if you are a master practitioner, you still have to eat, and the cost is not low.
Compared to Dongyue, he was surrounded by Xiliu people. With this kind of language environment, Xu Zhi was very confident that he could win three points from Yunling Academy in this language within a certain period of time.
Not to mention graduating from Grade 8, the minimum requirement is Grade 6.
The smelly resettlement house gave the victims a place to gather, and Xu Zhi managed to obtain a lot of information.
Adhering to the attitude of vowing not to enter the house until the smell goes away, many people chatted quite passionately, and some men and women even felt sympathetic to each other.
Xu Zhi then saw his aunt who had been taken away before, leaning against a man, exchanging words from time to time. As time passed, the relationship between the two slowly entered from one meter to zero distance.
"Handsome boy, we have to unite as one now. Come and comfort me."
A rosy-faced girl blinked hard at Xu Zhi.
Compared with ordinary people, Xu Zhi's appearance is extremely good, his master-level temperament is far from restrained, and he looks quite eye-catching in the crowd.
Many young women glanced over at him from time to time, and finally this rosy-faced girl plucked up the courage to come over and strike up a conversation.
"Okay." Xu Zhi nodded and said, "Take care."
"Take care? Are you saying I'm too thin? I'm a good eater and I'll definitely gain weight in the future."
There is obviously something wrong with Dongyue's teaching materials. Perhaps due to different local characteristics, the meaning of "baby-study" has other meanings.
Xu Zhi thought about his poor language library, and there was no comfort for him. Girl, please pray for yourself.
"No need to wait for you to gain weight, handsome boy, just look at me and I will take care of you."
A rather young, chubby girl appeared from the side, pushed her breasts hard, squeezed out a slit, and grinned at Xu Zhi.
"Take care of yourself."
There are huge cultural differences between countries.
Facing the enthusiastic girls of Xiliu Kingdom, Xu Zhi felt that if he had an emotionally passive personality, if he had grown up in such a country, he would probably have become a father long ago.