Stocking up in space: surviving in a world of crisis

At five o'clock the next day, the two left the village on time and continued on their way.

After drinking Jiang Rong's blood, Ye Fu's physical strength increased a lot overnight. On this day, the two of them walked almost twenty-five kilometers.

On the eighth day, the two arrived at Yinjiang, which spans three provinces, and the many sections of the river are extremely thrilling. During the heavy rain, the gates of the Yinjiang River collapsed, and several cities in the lower basin were flooded. , The mountain landslides on both sides of the river were completely filled into the Yinjiang River.

"It's frozen, the ice is very thick, you can walk over it slowly."

Ye Fu lifted a rock and threw it down heavily on the frozen river surface. The ice surface only cracked a small crack and did not collapse. Ye Fu was relieved a lot.

The river surface is also very long, and there is a feeling that you can't see the end at a glance. Ye Fu took out a bag of soil from the space, grabbed a handful and sprinkled it on the ice.

"Stand on it so you don't slip."

Jiang Rong thought this method was stupid, "I'll take you there, I won't let you fall."

Ye Fu pretended to be shy and smiled, "Ah, I have to trouble you again, what a shame."

She didn't look embarrassed at all, quickly put the soil away, patted her gloves, and looked at Jiang Rong with a smile.

"That's hard work, squat down a little bit, you are too high, I can't jump up."

Jiang Rong glanced at her, lifted her up with one hand, and threw her roughly on his back.

Bean sprouts and Luoluo were contained in the cloth bag in front, and Ye Fu was carried on the back. He stepped on it to try it out, and started to cross the river.

Ye Fu wiped the fog from her eyelashes, clasped Jiang Rong's shoulders tightly with both hands, and when she was almost in the middle of the river, she saw fish swimming under the ice, Ye Fu rubbed her eyes in disbelief .

"Jiang Rong, have you seen the fish under the ice?"

"Ah."

Ye Fu thought he had read it wrong, "Does this count as a genetic mutation?"

"Calculate."

Ye Fu pursed his lips and smiled, "Do you want to eat grilled fish?"

Jiang Rong stopped in his tracks. He looked at the ice seriously, and when he let go of his hand, Ye Fu suddenly fell on the ice. Even though she was wearing thick clothes, she still hurt from the fall.

"Why did you put me down all of a sudden?"

"Catch fish."

He looked back at Ye Fu with a very serious expression, "Give me the shovel."

Ye Fu struggled to get up from the ice, "You must have been reincarnated from starvation in your last life." He complained, but he still took out the shovel and handed it to him.

Jiang Rong took the shovel and began to smash the ice. He quickly dug a hole in the ice. Ye Fu took out the fishing bag and excitedly moved over to catch the fish, but because it was too slippery, he slipped and fell to his knees.

Leaning on the shovel, Jiang Rong looked down at Ye Fu who was kneeling on the ground, a trace of doubt flashed across his eyes.

"No need."

Just as Ye Fu was about to get up, he heard him say "no need".

unnecessary what?
"I just accidentally fell, I didn't kneel down to thank you, don't think too much about it."

Jiang Rong frowned slightly, "Stupid."

Saying that, he lifted Ye Fu up and put him far away.

He took away the fishing bag from Ye Fu's hand, and as soon as he put down the net bag, he caught two fat-headed fish weighing about ten kilograms. When Ye Fu saw the fish, he completely forgot about the embarrassment just now, and quickly took out a big basket and put them in the basket. After the fish are killed, they are put into the basket.

"Haha, there is actually a small white stripe." Even though it was only the size of two fingers, Ye Fu picked it up.

Ye Fu felt the joy of winter hunting, which he never felt in the mountains before.

"Not bad, there are also carp and silver carp."

"Jiang Rong, this one can be steamed, this one can be braised in brown sauce, this one can be deep-fried, and this one can be made into soup."

Jiang Rong raised his head and looked at her quietly, Ye Fu thought he thought he was too noisy, so he made a gesture of shutting up, who would have expected...

"Let's blow up the ice."

Ye Fu...is it really okay to be so rough?
"No, the fish will be crushed after being fried on the ice."

Jiang Rong suddenly became serious, "Then let's salvage it."

The originally difficult journey suddenly turned into collecting materials. After the two large baskets were full, Ye Fu took out all the empty pots and barrels in the space.

"Jiang Rong, I'm going to camp on land first."

Ye Fu remembered that he seemed to have put away his skates and skateboards, so he quickly searched in the space.

"It's really a skateboard." After she stepped on it, she tried to skate a small circle before she started to slide very fast towards the shore.

Jiang Rong is already digging the second hole. For him, catching fish is not fun, but looking at these fish, he thinks of Ye Fu's braised fish, steamed fish, sweet and sour fish...he is interested in it instantly up.

Ye Fu fell twice on the way, but fortunately, her buttocks were facing down, so she didn't fall particularly badly. She had already brought Doumiao and Luoluo over. When she reached the shore, her eyelashes were wet again, so she quickly wiped off the mist , found a flat ground, took out the tent, and lit the fire again.

The terrain of Yinjiang is relatively low, and the cold wind from both sides pours into it, so the cold is getting colder and colder, and Ye Fu is also shivering, but his condition is much better than before, and he is full of energy and tireless.

Turn on the hot water and stew a pot of mutton next to it. The mutton can keep out the cold, so eat more in winter.

Ye Fu locked the two little ones in the tent, turned on the stove to keep them warm, and then stepped on the skateboard to the river.

"I caught another basket, wow, it's all white fish with pouty mouths, this steamed one is the best."

As soon as Jiang Rong heard this, the speed in his hands became faster, and Ye Fu covered his mouth behind him and snickered.

After working for four hours, Ye Fu proposed to rest for an hour, go to the shore to warm up by the fire, eat to replenish physical energy, and drink some ginger tea to relieve the cold.

Jiang Rong had no objection, but the fish that were caught had to be put into the space first, and there were two boxes that hadn't been killed yet. Ye Fu saw that he picked up the fish and knocked it on the brick. The fish rolled its eyes and died.

The two cooperated tacitly, and quickly processed several boxes of fish and put them into the space. Seeing the extra supplies, Ye Fu smiled.

"It's been hard work, I've already stewed mutton, let's go, Ginger Butcher."

"Butcher Ginger?"

Ye Fu nodded, and then touched his chin, "Isn't it nice? Let's change it, Jiang Yufu, haha."

Ye Fu slipped away quickly on a skateboard, and Jiang Rong followed behind with a hoe on his shoulder.

"The mutton is ready. You can drink a bowl of soup to warm your stomach. Eat radish in winter and ginger in summer. I put radish in it to keep the cold away."

Ye Fu handed him the bowl, and Jiang Rong took a sip, his eyes lit up.

Ye Fu also picked up the bowl and took a sip, instantly satisfied with life.

"Tell me, how many fish are there in this river?"

"How many containers of fish do you have?"

Ye Fu chuckled, "Don't worry, there are many, I'm afraid there won't be enough fish."

"Then catch them all." Jiang Rong's eyes flashed that he must win, and he must win braised fish and steamed fish.

Ye Fu clenched his fist and gave him a cheering gesture solemnly.