By then, all kinds of rare and exotic fruits will be available.

Outside, Old Lady Qin and her eldest and second daughters-in-law entered the cellar.

This cellar has not been used for several years. It is full of dust and mold in some places.

As soon as I entered, I felt choked.

"Mom, let us clean up, you go back to your room and rest!"

"No need, let's clean up quickly together!" Old Mrs. Qin has suffered a lot since she was a child, so this is nothing in her eyes.

Especially when she thought about working to store food, she became full of energy.

As for where the food comes from, everyone tacitly keeps silent.

They also don't want to investigate the source of the money, fearing that if they find out, they will lose it all, which is not what they want to see.

In the backyard, Old Man Qin was making a cellar door.

Although the current cellar door can be used, when he thinks about putting so much grain in there, he is afraid he will not be able to sleep at night if he does not replace it with a sturdier door.

Qin Jianguo was chopping wood with an axe. The firewood was the dead wood they had cut down on the mountain before.

In this area, especially in the mountains, it is difficult to survive this kind of weather without enough firewood in winter.

Last year, there was an old bachelor in their village who froze to death because he was too lazy to chop firewood. When he was found, his body was stiff.

If it hadn't snowed frequently and the mountains weren't covered with snow, he would have gone back to chop some more firewood.

If you have firewood at home, you won’t be worried!

Late at night, Qin Han piled the potatoes and rice from the Qiankun Realm on the ground again, just like he did last night.

This time the amount is half more than last night.

He used his spiritual sense to look inside the cellar and found that the space inside was not very large and could only store a thousand kilograms of food at most.

The food he put out last night was just enough to fill up the cellar.

Then we can sell this grain today.

At 6:30 in the morning, Xie Yuwei prepared to wash her son's diapers as usual.

Thinking of what happened yesterday morning, she looked around the room with doubtful curiosity, wondering if today would be the same as yesterday.

Originally, she was just taking a look and was not greedy enough to expect food to appear today.

But the result was that there was obviously more food piled on the floor of the room than yesterday.

With a "clang", the basin in her hand fell to the ground.