I Farm and Survive in the Apocalypse

Bi Qiao'an lay weakly in the ice and snow, watching the heavy snow bury her alive. Thinking back to her three years of solitary survival in the apocalypse, her consciousness gradually blurred. ...

Chapter 930 Picking Up a Bargain

Time flies, and before we know it, the weather is warm.

It's that time of year again for planting, but everyone has noticed that spring seems to have arrived about ten days later than last year.

Don't underestimate these ten days or so; they have a huge impact.

Summer has already vanished without a trace, and spring and autumn are very short. If plants do not have a relatively warm growing environment or do not receive enough sunlight, they may wither before they can be harvested.

If this were to happen, it would be an absolutely fatal blow to humanity.

Shen Yanming, Bi Qiaoan, and An'an Nuannuan are busy every day helping with farming in the agricultural area. After finishing their work, they have to go outside the base to reclaim wasteland and plant grains and vegetables. They are really too busy to handle anything else.

In just one month, the family of four became two shades darker. Fortunately, they had skincare products and spring water, so they didn't pay much attention.

After a rain, Shen Yanming took his mother and three children out.

First, we went to the same mountain we visited last year to pick wild vegetables and mushrooms.

As expected, the seeds in the space grew well. After dormancy during the winter, they sprouted as soon as the temperature rose.

The entire mountain was covered with wild vegetables, which looked absolutely spectacular. Compared to the surrounding barren hills and land, it was truly unique.

The couple tapped the grass with wooden sticks, and only when they found no snakes or insects did they feel safe enough to let their little one play freely.

The two picked the freshest parts of the wild vegetables and put them into the basket. When An'an and Nuannuan saw this, they also came to help.

Seeing this, Shen Yanming immediately gave the two children a cloth bag and hung it around their necks, telling them to take it off and put it in.

An'an patted her gray canvas bag, overjoyed, and wiggled happily. However, she quickly got back to picking.

Once the basket was full, the couple looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention, put most of it into their storage space before continuing to harvest.

There are many wild mushrooms growing in the forest, among fallen leaves, and on tree roots. The family of four picks them whenever they find them. Of course, they only pick the non-poisonous ones.

Shen Yanming still remembered the mulberry trees he had found last year. He quietly left the crowd with his mother and the three of them, found a few mulberry trees, and looked at the reddening mulberries on the trees. They all smiled at each other.

These small fruits were sour and astringent, and not tasty at all. But the group was very happy.

Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan didn't necessarily have to gather these things in the wild. The real satisfaction came from being out there and reaping something; it was indescribable. It couldn't be compared to gathering things using their consciousness within a spatial dimension.

The tree was quite tall, and An'an and Nuannuan couldn't reach it, which made them very anxious. Shen Yanming picked up the two children and let them pick a dozen or so trees themselves, then put them down and picked the lower ones himself.

After he finished picking the fruit and was about to climb the tree, he noticed seven or eight people approaching from a distance. They smiled awkwardly, looking rather embarrassed.

The one in the lead walked up and asked, "Um, can you pick them all?"

Shen Yanming raised an eyebrow but remained silent.

"I have two young children at home, and we don't get to eat much fruit all year round. We're practically craving it. If you've picked enough, could you give me the tree?"

He had noticed Shen Yanming leaving earlier, but in order to avoid attracting attention, he waited for several minutes before calling his men to follow him.

He knew Shen Yanming was capable, so he wanted to take advantage of the situation. But he also knew Shen Yanming had connections in the guard team, so he didn't plan to confront him directly.

Shen Yanming didn't answer, but looked at his little one. Seeing that they had no objections, he nodded: "You can pick them, there are only a few fruits left on the tree, be careful."

"Hey, great, thanks a lot, brother!" Ding Rongquan clapped his hands happily and called two of his men up the tree.

He rubbed his hands together under the tree: "Um, are you guys going anywhere later? Can I... can I come along?"

"Why follow along?" Shen Yanming asked, puzzled.

"Hehe, I just wanted to pick up a bargain." He didn't hide his thoughts.

Shen Yanming stared at him in disbelief, almost laughing.

He shook his head: "We're just wandering around, we might not find anything good. You can come with me if you want, but... you know what I mean."

Ding Rongquan chuckled and nodded, "I know, I know. It doesn't matter if we can't find anything. Just treat it as a spring outing."

Seeing this, Shen Yanming said no more and led his men forward. He remembered that there was a pond called March Pond ahead, but it was located quite far in, almost deep in the mountains.

The family of four strolled around leisurely, not in a hurry at all. They picked whatever they could find to eat along the way. As for the few light bulbs around them, they simply ignored them.

Two hours later, they finally spotted a cluster of bright red berries. An'an and Nuannuan's eyes lit up, and they pointed at the berries, exclaiming, "Prickly pears!"

Shen Yanming nodded: "Yes, it's also called raspberry, wild raspberry, or March raspberry."

After saying that, she picked up her small basket and went to pick some. After picking more than a dozen, she noticed that only An'an and Nuannuan had come over to her side.

He turned his head and asked, "Aren't you going to pick them?"

"Ha, you pick first, and we'll take the rest after you've finished."

Shen Yanming was stunned by the opponent's actions, thinking to himself that their composure was truly impressive.

However, his expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile, "Come on, there are plenty of fruits here, even if the two families share, there will be quite a lot."

Ding Rongquan was delighted to hear this, and with a wave of his hand, the group gathered around. However, they picked the fruit from the edges, keeping a distance from Shen Yanming, as if to avoid disturbing each other.

Shen Yanming picked the fruit at a leisurely pace, while Ding Rongquan was in a great hurry. In less than half an hour, the group had picked everything on their side. Shen Yanming checked the time and realized it was getting late, so he decided to head back.

Ding Rongquan looked ahead, feeling there were still many good things there. But Shen Yanming said he had to go back, so he hesitated for a moment and then followed.

“There are a few persimmon trees inside, but it’s very far away, deep in the mountains. If you want to go, wait until autumn and bring more people,” Shen Yanming advised.

Ding Rongquan looked surprised: "Why are you telling me this? If I hadn't told you, I could have kept it all to myself."

Shen Yanming smiled and said, "My family only has a few people. Even if we ate, we wouldn't eat that much. Besides, there are other places besides here. It's just that they are fewer or harder to find."

There used to be many trees in Haishi, but due to seawater inundation, many plants withered. Many trees have recovered gradually over the past two years. Even if they can't flower or bear fruit in the short term, perhaps they will yield some harvest in a few years.”

Ding Rongquan laughed heartily after hearing this, then sighed: "I thought there was no hope in life. But after hearing what you said, I feel that as long as I persevere, I will see hope."

Shen Yanming nodded: "Yes, it will get better and better."

The group chatted and laughed, and soon returned to the mulberry tree.