The world is frozen, I store hundreds of millions of unlimited open blind boxes

If it is said that there is a shortage of living materials, everyone has almost the same share, and there is no way. "The point is, we saw some of the second generation, they are still the same as the end of the world, burning oil and driving luxury cars in the ice and snow, meeting in hot springs, eating fruits in hot spring greenhouses, my God, I never thought that the official would be like this,

It was said before that there was a shortage of supplies, and there was no way to help us survive, large and small. Instead, some marginal and dull technicians were thrown out to support other survival sites. Unexpectedly, the interior is like this,

Our team leader was greatly impacted. When he came back, he was depressed and sat in the warehouse, not knowing what to write or draw. "

The little brother poured the beans in the bamboo tube, and explained the ins and outs of the future clearly.

Jiang Huan has no way to comment on this kind of thing. Since ancient times, it has been the rich people who stink of wine and meat and have frozen bones.

A fair environment requires a stable social order before the word fair can be barely mentioned.

It has always been difficult for ordinary people to survive.

This is also one of the reasons why she prefers to find a community made of thermal insulation materials and bring her younger brother to live here, but she doesn't want to go to the big base.

Jiang Huan just passed his ear. He came down to exercise at seven o'clock, and now it's around nine o'clock. It's time to have breakfast with his brother.

When she reached the fifteenth floor, Jiang Huan stopped because Xiaoyi was waiting for her by the door of the exchange room with a man and a woman.

The woman's eyes were almost glued to the items in the exchange room, with longing and envy in her eyes.

The man was calmer. When Xiaoyi introduced that this was Miss Jiang, he hurried forward to shake hands and say hello. "I carry the key with me. Whenever you need it, I can accompany you at any time."

"Don't worry, please come in." Jiang Huan let them in and sat down, opened several boxes of Piaopiao milk tea and shared a cup with each of them: "In special times, this is the only treat, boiled water for yourself."

Without her saying anything else, Wang Ping slipped over with the boiled water.

Holding the warm milk tea in my hands, I was reluctant to drink it directly, feeling the temperature, taking a deep breath of the aroma, and then sipping it slowly.

"It's so chic these days." Probably the wife of Deputy Director Xu sighed.

Deputy curator Xu handed her the milk tea in his hand.

As a result, she stopped drinking and put it on the side of the table, just looking at it greedily.

Before the apocalypse, these two people were intellectual families, and a natural disaster really ruined everyone's life.

"I don't know where your museum's address is, how long it will take if you drive, and if you walk, is it possible to go back and forth in a day?"

"Our museum is on the other side of the city. It may be difficult to walk, and we need to drive."

Jiang Huan nodded, and he seemed embarrassed to say: "I have something, I hope I can discuss it with you."

"what's up."

"Our museum is neither small nor big. There are several treasures in the town hall. I want to say that you can accept all those gold and silver jewelry and antiques if you like, but there are two things that I hope they can keep. In the end, if the natural disaster is over, I am willing to use all my savings and assets to buy them back, and as a token of sincerity, I can give in half of the weight of the supplies that my apprentice agreed with you before."

When he said that, Jiang Huan became interested in these two things.

But I also feel that a real literati really has some strength of character at any time.

"I try my best."

Try as much as possible, as long as you can, if those things are buried deep, it's not a problem, maybe it's a good thing to exchange for Miss Jiang in front of you.

Jiang Huan considered it for a while; "It's still snowing today, so it's hard to guarantee whether it will stop in the next few days. Let's set the departure date in the morning after tomorrow. If it's still snowing, we can continue to postpone it."

But: "In the past few days, you can come and pick up some survival supplies first, and register first."

The two were overjoyed, first thanked Jiang Huan, and then thanked his junior brother.

Looking at Xiaoyi, Jiang Huan remembered something. "I went to your 404 yesterday and found that there is no open fire for heating, but the temperature in the room is not low. You don't even need to wear the thickest coat. Did you make any changes?"

"Well, I was messing around. Together with Master, I spliced ​​a set of indoor heating devices with materials according to the wind direction, wind velocity, and the orientation of the vents in the house. I added a little chemical and improved it. With the least amount of material, the maximum degree of heat preservation, after the burning material is burned, it can keep heat for about an hour, but the temperature will slowly drop during this hour."

That too!

That's great too!
So, knowledge will not deceive you.

Technology with knowledge and background will definitely help you in some ways.

"How much material do you need to remodel a house?" Jiang Huan asked suddenly.

Xiaoyi wasn't stupid and reacted immediately: "We still have a set of materials for the living room. If Miss Jiang needs me, I'll bring them here."

"Okay, then move here and help me fix it in the living room on the twentieth floor."

Without saying a word, Xiaoyi went downstairs to look for materials.

Deputy curator Xu also said goodbye together, and the two left with Piao Piao milk tea that had lost its heat.

Half an hour later, Xiaoyi appeared on the twentieth floor out of breath. After resting for a long time, he took the tools and worked with Deputy Curator Xu and his master. It took more than three hours to finish Jiang Xi's usual use. exercise room.

"Adjust the fuel so that the temperature in the room can be kept at five to fifteen degrees above zero." As he said that, Li Yupeng, Xiaoyi's master, suddenly stared at the pedal generator.

Jiang Huan smiled awkwardly. It was created by her family's Xiaoxi. The daily power generation is extremely low, just to let him exercise and have something to do, so as not to be too boring. In the eyes of professionals, it must be as childish as pediatrics, right? .

"Ms. Jiang did this?"

"Oh, that's what my brother did, and it successfully generated electricity, although the power is not too high." It can only maintain the operation of the night light.

"Change the wiring a little bit, and adjust the components here. The power generation will be more labor-saving, and the efficiency can be increased by more than five times. If you don't mind, I can change it now? Anyway, it's all up."

There was no reason why Jiang Huan should not, so he gave up his seat and watched the old technician fiddle with it a little bit, but nothing changed, but Jiang Xi went up and tried to step on it, and said in surprise: "It's light."

It means less force.

"Thank you, Teacher Li." She had just learned that this man had taught in a university, so she didn't call him Mr. What, just called him teacher.

"It's okay, it's just an occupational disease. When I see it, I want to make gestures."

Jiang Xi's eyes were bright, staring at the wrench in his hand, Jiang Huan thought about it, but didn't speak immediately.

It's just that I was more polite to Teacher Li, and personally sent someone to the fifteenth floor to pick out enough supplies for two people to eat for half a month. Li Yupeng and Xiaoyi felt that it was too much, and three days would be enough.

Jiang Huan refused to take it back no matter what. "I'm tired of running upstairs and downstairs. These are all my thoughts. You don't accept them. If there are problems in this area in the future, I'm too embarrassed to come to the door."

The two of them were politely stuffed with supplies in their arms by Jiang Huan. When they went downstairs, many people looked at them with red eyes.

The teacher and the student ran back to 404 in small steps.
But not long after returning, there was a knock on the door.