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1: Kitchen knife (white, strengthened +1)
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Six: Construction drawings of the wooden arrow tower (green, strengthened +6)
Seven: Windproof lighter (white, strengthened +7)
Eight: Automatic cooking machine (green, strengthened +8)
Nine: Ancestral chamber pot (white, strengthened +9)
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“Two green drawings appeared, they look good. The winner is an ancestral chamber pot. What is the use of this ancestral chamber pot? I choose the automatic cooking machine!” Wang Yi made a choice, and a boxy iron cabinet that looked like a refrigerator and was wrapped in golden light appeared in front of him.
This thing is an automatic cooking machine. It has black technology and unlimited power. It can automatically cook rice by adding ingredients!
Of course, it is also rapidly receiving reinforcement.
After three to five breaths, the strengthening was completed, but Wang Yi suddenly received a system prompt: "Ding, your automatic cooking machine has been strengthened and mutated. Congratulations on getting a gourmet processing factory!"
"Gourmet processing factory! What is the background setting of this world? Is black technology so powerful?"
Wang Yi looked forward and saw that the iron box cooking machine was gone and replaced by a square building, five or six meters long and wide, as if made of colored glass. It looked like a science fiction Rubik's Cube, with a dark void at the front and back.
Function: [Automatic Stir-Frying] is enhanced by +8, enhanced to [Gourmet Production Line], equipped with operating instructions. Please follow the instructions to add ingredients from the raw material supply port. After the food is processed, it will be automatically packaged and sent out, and a processing log and production record will be formed. The factory will automatically recycle processing residues and convert them into energy, leaving no production waste behind.
Warning: Please do not put in rotten food, non-food items or large living units to avoid damage to the machine. If the food processing plant is damaged, chaos energy can be used to repair it. Please explore on your own for details.
Wang Yi slapped his forehead, but also quickly ordered Man Datou to bring a pheasant over. After a moment of study, he threw the whole chicken into the food supply window of the food processing factory, which was the black hole in front of it.
After waiting for less than two minutes, a fragrant and golden roast chicken appeared at the food exit behind the food processing factory, and it also came with its own oil paper packaging bag.
The front of the packaging bag has the four characters "Golden Roast Chicken", and the back reads: "Produced by a gourmet food processing factory, using whole pheasants as the material, baked using a secret method, weighing about three kilograms and four taels, and has a shelf life of one month!"
"Golden Roast Chicken! It's outrageous, but I like it!"
Wang Yi licked his saliva, tore open the oil paper bag, grabbed the golden roast chicken, and immediately ate it to his heart's content, his mouth full of oil and water, and he was so addicted.
"It's so delicious. If I had such a high-tech food processing factory in reality, I would definitely be able to counterattack in life!"
Wang Yi sighed, but also brought a chicken leg to Man Datou, saying: "Come on, Big Tou, show off a chicken leg!"
Man Datou grinned, and swallowed the small chicken leg in one bite without spitting out the bones.
“Yummy!”
He praised it.
Wang Yidao: "Now, we have a gourmet processing factory. We don't have to worry about how to deal with those pheasants. Come on, Datou, let's work together and make golden roasted chicken!"
"Good master!"
Man Datou responded and started working with Wang Yi. He was responsible for transporting pheasants to the gourmet processing factory, while Wang Yi was waiting to collect the golden roasted chickens, just like batch processing.
In less than two hours, all the pheasants were processed, and the bags of golden roast chicken were put together to form a small mountain.
"The next step is to build the Chaos Warehouse, and we must store these golden roasted chickens as soon as possible!"
Wang Yi looked at the fruits of his and Man Datou's work with satisfaction, and took out the construction drawings of the Chaos Warehouse to look at it. He guessed that the wood and stone needed to be collected manually!
At this time, a little boy with a sallow complexion and thin skin wearing coarse cloth walked out of the grass in the distance.
He was leaning on a wooden stick, wearing straw sandals on his feet, with disheveled hair, and carrying a small basket on his back. He was about eleven or twelve years old. He was sniffing, as if he was attracted by the aroma of golden roasted chicken.
However, as soon as the child saw the huge head that was more than two meters high, he immediately fell to the ground in fright, cried, and shouted: "Mom, giant, help!"
"NPC or aboriginal?"
Wang Yi's mind moved, and he immediately asked The thin young man waved his hand and said, "Kid, don't be afraid, we are all good people, come and have a chat!"
He shouted to Man Datou again: "Big Tou, hold him, don't let him run away!"
After a moment, the little boy with a yellow face and skinny muscles was caught in front of Wang Yi.
His head was sweating and he did not dare to move.
Behind him, a big man was eating roasted chicken with big mouthfuls. He didn’t spit out the bones, and his teeth cracked the chicken bones, making a cracking sound.
Wang Yi looked at the little boy and asked: "Child, what's your name?"
"Zhang, Zhang Xiaohu!"
Zhang Xiaohu was so frightened that he didn't dare to look up.
Wang Yi patted his shoulder and asked: "Where is your home?"
"Hui, Sir, my home is in Shitou Village, which is three miles to the east! Sir, please let me go. Look, I am very thin, and I haven't bathed for a month. I don't taste good!"
"Who wants to eat you!"
Wang Yi murmured, but did not explain much, and continued to ask: "What is the situation in your village? How many people are there? Does anyone in the village know martial arts? Are there any immortals? Are there any magic apprentices, or those who practice fighting spirit?"
Zhang Xiaohu was stunned, not understanding at all, he just kowtowed and begged for mercy.
"Answer my question well, and I will spare you, otherwise you will be skinned and eaten!"
Wang Yi's face is cold, he came from time to time, and he is very yearning for extraordinary power.
"Oh, oh..." Zhang Xiaohu kowtowed as if pounding garlic, and then slowly introduced his village under Wang Jue's inquiry.
According to his description, it seems that this strange world has no supernatural powers, no cultivation, no magic, and no fighting spirit.
But this is just a child with limited knowledge, and Wang Yi doesn't believe it.
In addition, according to Wang Xiaohu, there is a stone village three miles away to the east, with more than thirty households in the village.
They are very poor, relying on the mountains to eat, and they cannot have enough food and clothing. There is no fertile farmland here, and the villagers have little food, and Zhang Xiaohu goes out to dig wild vegetables.