One duck and one chicken.

A rabbit, a goat, and now five wild boars—that's more than enough.

People were having a meal together. Some vegetables, garlic, and scallions were planted in the field. Two elderly women were tending to them.

I get woken up early every morning by the noise of animals outside, all squeaking and chattering, it's quite lively.

In no time, the men nailed together a large fence with the wooden sticks they had, and threw the piglets inside. Grandma Gu simply cooked a pumpkin and tossed it in, and the five piglets ate it with gusto.

Suddenly, the place didn't feel unfamiliar anymore.

The wild boar was skinned and deboned that very night. The pork was very lean, with hardly any fat, and the head, trotters, and offal were braised.

The rest of the meat and bones were separated.

That evening, a large pot of bone broth was simmered on a large stove over low heat, and the next morning we ate noodles with the pork bone broth.

The pepper trees planted in the space before have produced enough peppercorns to harvest. There aren't many, but there are still quite a few.

The sunlight outside wasn't good, so Fengran and Jixiang both cut up their clothes and put them in a box. They plan to air them out when it gets warmer.

Afterwards, Feng Ran specially pruned several pepper trees. The first year's harvest was relatively small, so after pruning, it would be better to let them grow more lushly.

Fortunately, there was still a lot of butter left, so one sunny afternoon, Fengran organized everyone to render it all. They made a spicy hot pot, adding plenty of Sichuan peppercorns, scallions, cilantro, and other seasonings. Of course, red chili peppers were indispensable.

Fortunately, I dried a lot of red chilies when I harvested pointed peppers during the hot weather before.

Now I finally have a chance to use my skills.

The kitchen at the base smelled and smelled delicious all afternoon.

In the end, instead of washing the pot after making the butter hot pot, everyone stir-fried a large portion of spicy stir-fry.

There was seafood, vegetables, and meat. As soon as the aroma wafted out, Fengran knew it would definitely be delicious.

Then for dinner, we stir-fried some cabbage and made radish stew with bone broth. Everyone ate until they were stuffed. Because the portions were huge!

They now use commercial pots for stewing soup. And their stir-fries are also cooked in very large pots.

When it comes to food, Feng Ran isn't too picky.

Only when you are well-fed can you work hard.

Otherwise, what is the meaning of living every day?

The chickens, ducks, and rabbits in the greenhouse are ready to be processed.

Feng Ran then organized them to kill another batch. No one threw away even the chicken and duck feathers; they sewed them up from bed sheets and used them themselves.

Feng Ran turned a blind eye to all of this. As long as everyone was happy.

However, their favorite roast duck was also on the agenda. It was prepared by Wang Nana, and the oven was simply made using a large iron bucket.

You can bake three at a time.

Wang Nana first tried three to test the waters; in the past, she probably wouldn't have found them very delicious.

But in these times of scarcity, delicious dragon meat is a must!

Then Feng Ran had Wang Nana continue grilling so everyone could have some. She also prepared a lot of cucumber strips and scallion strips. Wang Nana also stir-fried sweet bean sauce, and Zhang Yi's mother made spring roll wrappers.

Everything was perfect. Feng Ran could just focus on eating.

However, the peaceful days didn't last long. The base experienced several small-scale monster attacks, but everyone easily dealt with them without injury. The monsters were slow-moving, but incredibly strong. They destroyed things quickly, but it was still within a manageable range.

Moreover, with Gu Zhou around, Feng Ran felt much more relaxed. She was very content to be able to sleep soundly every night.

For someone who's grumpy in the morning, no matter how late they go to bed, they must get a good night's sleep in the morning. Now, Feng Ran can get up on time for training every morning, and she already feels quite proud of herself.

Meanwhile, Wang San San's Sky-Shooting Crossbow was finally finished. He named it himself, saying it was impressive.

The cart at the bottom can push the crossbow to change direction. Moreover, the arrows are launched by a high-pressure spring, so even Feng Ran and the others can use them.

I tried it out on the same day.

The large tree outside the white rice paddies was positioned by the telescope on the crossbow, and with a whoosh, it was shot.

It hit the trunk of the tree in just a few seconds!

Everyone at the base cheered, because the arrow had pierced through the main shaft!

This is too much!

"Alright, San San! Everyone, starting this afternoon, regardless of age or gender, let's make arrows together!"

Make more. Oh, and San San, continue your weapons research; it would be best if you could develop explosives or something.

This thing is really powerful!

We are even more capable of using it with a do-or-die attitude!

"Explosives...you can't do without the materials."

"Why don't you tell me what materials you need? If not, we can go out and look for them," Feng Ran said. How would they know if they hadn't even looked for them?

"The main ingredients are sulfur, saltpeter, and charcoal, which we can make. The rest are easy to find."

Can sulfur soap be extracted?

"You have!"

"It's possible."

"I'll give it a try."

"Okay. I'll give it to you in a bit."

"good!"

Wang San was extremely excited. I believe few men wouldn't be excited if their hobby was affirmed.

Feng Ran told Wang San San to focus on researching explosives and not to worry about anything else.

Now, due to insufficient electricity, machines that require electricity are no longer used unless absolutely necessary, so feed machines are rarely used anymore. The two elderly women usually sit in the shed chatting and chop up old leaves to feed the smaller animals, leaving the larger ones unattended, just tossed them into the enclosure and left to their own devices.

There are still quite a few pumpkins and winter melons in the Wind-Dyed Space. These are the only ones we've been feeding them so far, plus the old leaves from the vegetables. Every time the two old ladies chop up a pumpkin, they feel a pang of regret.

But there's nothing they can do. All the plants outside are dead now, so they have nowhere to cut wild grass to feed them.

As the end of the month approaches, around the time of the annual Dragon Boat Festival, it's time to make zongzi (sticky rice dumplings)! But we're out of reed leaves.

However, when Gu Zhou and his group went out to chop firewood, they found a place that used to be a bamboo forest, so they collected a lot of bamboo shoots and leaves.

It's big and wide, and after washing it, you can still smell the lingering scent of bamboo.

These bamboo leaf-wrapped rice dumplings are quite popular in some places; I used to buy them from street vendors.

Moreover, Gu Zhou brought it back because this is how they wrap rice dumplings in their hometown. Knowing that Feng Ran wanted to wrap rice dumplings, the two of them picked up a sack and brought it back.

"Okay! Auntie, you wash them clean, and then we'll wrap zongzi! Date zongzi, meat zongzi, spare rib zongzi, we'll wrap them all!"

We've finally had a Dragon Boat Festival, and everyone's been exhausted lately. Let's celebrate properly! And after dinner, we'll have another raffle!

"Okay!"

"Awesome! I didn't even get a chance to draw last time! I'll go first this time!"

"good!"

...

Looking at Feng Ran like this, Feng Nangui felt that she was genuinely happy... and without realizing it, his own recently became erect.

"The wind returns from the south..."

"Um?"

Qi Xieyou, who was sitting next to him, called his name softly, and Feng Nangui belatedly realized what was happening.

The main problem is that the sound it makes is too soft.

If you don't listen carefully, you probably won't hear it.