Chapter 520 Fat Chicken’s New Shoes

Forget it, making earth cakes requires a small amount of flour and salt. Even if it is 10:1 or 100:1, Jingshu cannot afford it. Otherwise, it would be like eating dirt. Who can eat it?

Jingshu lowered her head and covered her face as she looked at the fat chicken that had grown fatter. Oh, the fat chicken was eating dirt with its head down. It was walking cautiously on the hill behind the villa with its noble chicken claws. The fat chicken was eating dirt with its head down while excitedly stepping in the mud with the new rubber shoes that Jingnai had made for it.

Although this pair of chicken claw shoes is made of simple rubber shoes, it represents a different meaning. Feiji knows that this is a symbol of its status in Lao Jing's family. After all, neither Dahua nor Goudan has shoes to wear.

Therefore, the fat chicken cherishes it very much, but it also insists on wearing it and taking its owner for a few walks every day. It wants the whole world to know that it, No. 1, the fighting chicken, has new shoes to wear.

Watching the mud and water flowing down the back mountain every day has become a habit for Lao Jing's family. On TV and big data, they see mudslides flooding here and there, so everyone comes to check every day to feel at ease.

Anyway, it lasted until the Lantern Festival, and the Chinese New Year was officially over. Although Jingnai said she wanted to save money, her body was very honest. Even if we take a step back and say that her granddaughter wants to eat this today and that tomorrow, can she not do it?

The meals on the Lantern Festival were even more sumptuous. In addition to the glutinous rice balls made by Jingshu herself, they even brought out delicious foods that were never served during the Chinese New Year. For example, the charcoal-grilled pork chops were topped with a thick layer of cheese, which was a way of eating that no one had ever tasted before. There was also the Iberian ham cut as thin as paper, with a slice of cheese and bread, which tasted quite different.

Wu Youai said that she would be satisfied as long as she had dumplings. Her mentor Chu Zhuohua had not returned yet, so Wu Youai was busy with community affairs again. However, she said that Qian Duoduo's investment had made some progress in their research on synthetic meat, but the biggest drawback at present was the cost of raw materials.

If costs don't decrease, how can we use cheap materials to make large quantities of synthetic meat? This is a really long process. On the other hand, if it were really that easy to solve, so many people wouldn't have starved to death in the past, and even the rich people in the past wouldn't have been fleeced.

The world is changing, and intelligent creatures like humans are also constantly changing and adapting to the end of the world. How to produce more food in a cold, sunless world is something that all of humanity is studying, and there is no rush.

The canteens in Wucheng Hospital also distributed dumplings, which were made from the last batch of glutinous rice flour left in the library. There were two kinds of fillings: meat dumplings, which were made from chopped frozen chicken and duck meat with bones in stock; and sweet dumplings, which were made with some brown sugar, white water and black sesame seeds.

Each person can get 2 for free, and regular employees can get double that.

The taste of the glutinous rice balls was very ordinary, as they had lost their flavor after being stored for a long time, but people were very happy and enjoyed eating them.

Moreover, because the situation in Ningshan City was very bad recently, a lot of people were recruited to rescue supplies, which gave some people job opportunities and naturally provided them with meals. In addition, the government also distributed Lantern Festival dumplings for free, which finally made people feel the festive atmosphere.

After the Chinese New Year, everything returned to normal, and everyone accepted the fact that the mudslide was a natural disaster. Ordinary people thought about how to survive, so they had to work, earn virtual currency, and then buy food to survive.

There are currently many ways to earn virtual currency. In addition to a stable job, there are many other ways. Many places now recruit part-time workers with meals. You can also collect garbage and exchange it for virtual currency at the garbage station. You can also exchange some virtual currency for a day's feces. Now there is also the popular profession of digger.

Jingshu felt a little regretful that she couldn't be a digger in her previous life. Digging requires a lot of physical strength. After digging the soil, you have to filter out the finest soil, and there can't be any stones or the like. In her previous life, she was thin and weak, and her hands and ears were covered with frostbite. How could she be a digger? Jing's father became a digger, and it was very hard work.

Jingshu shook her head and suppressed the nightmare of her previous life, instead thinking about the current situation in Wucheng and her plans.

Wucheng's food reserves are running low. Relying on the meager crops from the Twelve Divisions and the artificial sun, they are not enough for millions of people. Today they take some canned food, tomorrow they take out some biscuits and frozen meat, and grind them all up and mix them into the most popular food.

At least add some nutrition.

One portion of food was divided into ten portions, and this has been going on for three years. The food with a short shelf life was long gone, and only real food was left. No one knew how long the darkness would last, and it would not be used easily unless it was a real life-and-death moment. So her plan was probably not far away, it was just a matter of time.

"Because of my butterfly effect, it's better than my previous life after all."

The earth cakes in this world are at least mixed with half insect meat, and they have saved many people. Isn’t it because of the red nematode factory she built?

Did she say anything? Was she proud? Jingshu raised her chin and met a group of men carrying shovels, digging a water channel for the villa complex. This was the same group that was digging the water channel, diverting the muddy water slowly flowing down the mountain to the black hole that Jingshu had bought.

The Sumali row of villas was the first rent Jingshu collected.

The remaining residents of the villa complex had initially considered playing dumb and simply using the device. A few days ago, seeing how useful the stone at Jingshu's house was, some had become interested. In these times of material scarcity, who would pay the extra money to rent a black hole to drain mud and water? Many thought they could just divert the mud and water there—what was the harm? But seeing that the villa tycoon had already paid, the others followed suit the next day with their virtual currency.

Jingshu hadn't expected things to go so smoothly. These people... were too discerning, weren't they? They gave her no spotlight at all. Really?

In the blink of an eye, Jingshu exchanged the collected virtual currency for an equivalent amount of natural gas. Nowadays, there are not many families who dare to use natural gas without restrictions like hers. Of course, except for the big boss Su Mali, who has to take a hot bath every day, Jingshu doesn't dare to be so extravagant.

Recently, Jingshu has started to make semi-finished products from the raw food at home in batches. This time, even Jingye and Jingnai are very supportive of Jingshu and help her.

"Who knows when we'll be flooded? It would be best if we don't. If we do, we'll have to be ready to pack up and run away, and we'll never come back. So we have to bring all our belongings with us, right? It's so chaotic on the road, and if my granddaughter wants to eat something, we won't be able to cook it..."

"Just like the last earthquake, we were homeless for half a month. How hard was it to cook? Water, washing vegetables, rising dough, and the long cooking time were all problems... We might as well make more now that we have natural gas at home."