doomsday survival

Chapter 93 Abundant Supplies
Shi Jian and Feng Kuang walked out of the computer room, looking at the lonely Chen Qiong who was climbing on the signal tower, Shi Jian was also unhappy, and did not speak for a long time.

Feng Kuang patted Shi Jian on the shoulder and said: "It's okay, he will come down in a while, the old cripple is like this, he keeps a lot of words in his heart, which will inevitably cause misunderstandings, wait for you to get along with him for a while. I understand."

"I'll go and apologize to him." After Shi Jian finished speaking, he walked towards the signal tower.

Feng Kuang opened his mouth, wanting to say that he didn't need it, but he didn't say it in the end, and watched Shi Jian climb straight up to the signal tower.

Shi Jian is also very flexible now, he crawled to Chen Qiong's side in two or three moves, and said to Chen Qiong apologetically, "Old Chen, I..."

Chen Qiong waved her hand and said, "Needless to say, I know."

Shi Jian looked at the bearded old special soldier and insisted: "No, Lao Chen, I may have misunderstood you, I know..."

Chen Qiong kept looking to the southwest, which was the direction of the Maozi tribe. He said in a low tone: "It's really unnecessary. I'm a veteran. I used to defend my home and country. Kuang, now it’s you, this is my duty. Maybe you think I’m too bloody, but this is just me performing my duty. A soldier should be cold-blooded when dealing with the enemy, and his enthusiasm will only be reserved for himself. Protector. A mere misunderstanding is nothing, and something more serious than this will not break my faith."

Shi Jian listened quietly without saying a word, feeling the persistence in Chen Qiong's heart, those responsibilities that had already been deeply embedded in his soul.

"He is a real soldier." Shi Jian thought to himself, he suddenly realized that no matter what he said now, he was so pale and weak, and finally he just said softly: "I understand."

Chen Qiong turned her face away, looked at Shi Jian's increasingly resolute face, smiled lightly, and said: "Just understand, let's go, we should go down, there is no time to prepare at noon, dinner will be very rich."

What Chen Qiong said was right, Shi Jian was surprised by the sumptuous dinner, and Shi Jian finally had food again.That's right, it's food. Although it's just corn, it's real rice, not the meat that I've been tired of. Besides food, there are also various dried vegetables and pickles for Shi Jian to feast on.

"Old Feng, Lao Chen, although I saw that there is an agricultural area here, I thought it was just some vegetables. I didn't expect you to grow food." Shi Jian said vaguely with his mouth full.

"It's a pity that we are not suitable for growing wheat here, and we can't grow rice on the mountain, otherwise, you can eat fine grains." Feng Kuang said with a sigh.

"Old Feng, this is already good, but now is the end of the world, it's good to have food to eat, why not choose coarse grains and fine grains." Shi Jian comforted with a smile.

"That's right," Xia Rou interjected, "These are delicious, I've never eaten them before."

Xia Qing also pointed to the sweet potato next to him and said, "Well, I have eaten that kind of sweet potato before, but after moving around, and the old people in the tribe continued to die, Xiao Rou has never even eaten sweet potato."

"Oh, this damned end of the world, come and drink." Feng Kuang sighed and raised the wine glass in his hand.

After the three men clinked glasses, they drank all the wine in the glasses. The wine made from corn was full of energy. Although due to technical problems, it could not be compared with the Luzhou Laojiao that Shi Jian got back from the supermarket, it also had a unique flavor and was spicy. In addition, there is a faint fragrance of corn.

"This wine must be sixty degrees, the legendary wine head?" Shi Jian asked while holding the wine glass.

Chen Qiong glanced at him disdainfully and said, "Just like you, you still want to drink."

"That's right," Shi Jian said with a smile, "There are you two old alcoholics, you'll be drunk as soon as the wine comes out."

"Boy, you don't understand this, you can't drink the wine just out of the head," Feng Kuang explained, "In addition to the high content of ethanol, it mainly accumulates methanol, aldehydes, low fatty acid esters, higher alcohols, etc. The aroma components must be trapped for a period of time to allow the toxic substances such as methanol in it to evaporate before they can be used, and they cannot be drunk alone, they can only be blended, otherwise your small physique will directly knock you down." At the end, he shook his head and said , "Oh, it's pitiful to be uneducated."

Shi Jian just heard others talk about how the head of the wine was, how could he know that there were so many sayings in it, but he was ridiculed by Feng Kuang, his face turned red, he wanted to refute but didn't know what to say, so he had to take another sip of wine, He insisted and said: "Don't underestimate me, I'm not bragging about my drinking capacity. If you really drink, you two may not be better than me."

Feng Kuang didn't speak, turned around and left the room, and when he came back, he was holding a pottery bottle in his hand, put it in front of Shi Jian, and said: "Take a sip by yourself, there is absolutely no blending."

Shi Jian unconvincedly opened the pottery bottle, and a strong smell of wine came to his nostrils, making him unable to resist removing the bottle, even Xia Qing, who was standing beside him, tightened his nose and said, "Ah, it smells so strong .”

Of course Shi Jian didn't want to seek guilt, but in front of his daughter-in-law, he still had to save face. He hummed and said, "Old Feng, your bottle is not bad, and you made it yourself?"

Feng Kuang knew that Shi Jian was changing the subject, so he didn't expose him. He took the wine bottle, closed the lid, and said proudly, "How is it? Not bad, the old disabled and I have spent a lot of time."

To be honest, this wine bottle is quite satisfactory, but Shi Jian also knows that it is really difficult for these two elders to be able to make pottery with such craftsmanship in the last days.Thinking of this, Shi Jian nodded and said: "It's really good, the workmanship is very good."

Feng Kuang played with the wine bottle, shook his head and said: "It's not a matter of workmanship, but a series of processes such as raw materials and processing. It took us a long time to find the pottery clay alone. Then we also groped for the water-soil ratio and kiln temperature control. It took a long time to get it right."

"Isn't there a glass factory? Isn't it much easier to make some glass?" Shi Jian asked again.

Feng Kuang said with a smile: "How can it be so easy? Our industrial base is not as good as before liberation. This is really poor and empty. Everything has to be done from scratch. We have a small number of people. It is difficult to transform everything from theory to practice. It will take a long time."

"Hey, population, the most important thing for human beings now is population," Shi Jian sighed, "Why do you think there are tribes like Maozi?"

"At this time, who cares about the survival of human beings? They just need to survive." Feng Kuang also sighed, raised his glass and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about them, drink. We will return tomorrow I have to take out the things in the warehouse to dry, it’s been several months.”

The next day, sisters Shi Jian and Xia Qing realized what it means to have abundant supplies.Feng Kuang and Chen Qiong collected a large amount of supplies during the past 50 years, filling one warehouse to the brim, while the other warehouse was filled with grain and various foods.

Feng Kuang directed Shi Jian to open the windows of the warehouse to let the room ventilate well, and took some clothes and fabrics to dry in the open space in the yard.

Shi Jian took a closer look and found some cotton cloth inside, he asked in surprise, "Isn't the cotton cloth rotten after all these years?"

"Actually, as long as it is well maintained and protected from moisture and insects, cotton cloth can still be stored for a long time. The mildew and rot you see in the old districts are all caused by moisture and insects." Feng Kuang explained to Shi Jian .

Shi Jian said helplessly: "Yes, the only clothes left in the old district are those made of chemical fiber that have not rotted, not only the clothes, but also the houses. You see, those houses in the old district are not maintained, and they are all dilapidated now. What is it like, you have a history of more than 50 years here, and you are still fine."

"So, human beings will not perish. As long as the houses in the old district collapse and there is no place for the zombies to shelter from the sun, the zombies will all die." Feng Kuang joked.

"Yeah, it's just that we won't see that day." Shi Jian put down the bag of clothes in his hand and sighed.

"That's not necessarily true. In another dozen or 20 years, those concrete buildings will almost collapse, and then we'll just wait for the zombies to perish by themselves," Feng Kuang said and sighed again, "But we'll just see If you don’t come, you still have a chance.”

"Opportunity, who knows, let's not talk about this for now, this camouflage uniform is pretty good, Qing'er, let's see if you can wear it, yo, and military boots, where did you get them?" Shi Jian began Rummaging through the clothes.

"Uh...it seems that a military store was robbed at that time," Feng Kuang thought for a while and said, "The old cripple said that the quality of the military products is very durable, but in the end it took more than half of the inventory inside."

After Feng Kuang finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, went inside and searched for a long time, finally found four or five bed quilts, and said: "This person's memory can't keep up with him, he forgot all about these things."

Shi Jian looked at the military quilt and felt like crying. Finally, the quilt was covered, and he no longer had to endure the smell of those furs.

Chen Qiong handed over a roll of white cotton cloth and said, "Look at this, can you make underwear, if you can, each of you can make a few sets."

Shi Jian nodded desperately, and said with tears in his eyes: "Yes, it's great, I finally bid farewell to the days without underwear. Qing'er, hurry up and take it, and I will make underwear in a while."

"Hey -- let's finish the work first," Feng Kuang said with a gruff look, "Shi Jian, you have to polish those rusty tools, and then seal them with grease to prevent them from rusting. Xia Qing, go and dry all the clothes, don't pile them up there."

Feng Kuang pointed to the east and pointed to the west, and drove Shi Jian and Xia Qingzhi around. Shi Jian finally discovered the disadvantages of too many supplies, and it was too much trouble to pack them up.

"Oh my god, there are too few people, when will we finish all this work?" Shi Jian shouted with his hands on his waist, "Old Chen, let's go practice guns, it's more tiring than practicing guns. "

"Okay, let's practice after we finish!" Chen Qiong's serious voice came over, causing Shi Jian to almost fall down.

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