Then, Xiao Yi found some easy-to-grow vegetable seeds from his limited reserves, including cabbage, radish, and beans. He carefully sprinkled the seeds in the soil, and then gently covered them with a thin layer of soil with his hands, as if protecting the most precious treasure.
In order to ensure the healthy growth of vegetables, Xiao Yi searched for water. He found a small puddle not far away, so he built a simple water channel with stones and branches to divert water to the edge of the vegetable field.
Every day, Xiao Yi would come to the vegetable garden to check on the growth of the vegetables. Seeing the sprouts breaking through the soil, a gratified smile would appear on his face. He would carefully pull out the weeds in the field, water the vegetables, and fertilize them.
Under Xiao Yi's careful care, the small vegetable patch gradually became full of vitality, and the tender green leaves swayed gently in the breeze, as if telling him the story of growth.
Every morning, as soon as the sun rises, Xiao Yi can't wait to go to the vegetable field. His steps are brisk, and his eyes are full of anticipation.
Walking into the vegetable garden, Xiao Yi first bent down and carefully checked the moisture of the soil. If it felt a little dry, he would scoop a bucket of water from the bucket beside him and gently pour it on the roots of the seedlings. The water flowed gently and evenly, as if giving these young lives a soothing baptism.
He then checks each seedling, carefully pulling out any weeds that have just sprouted, his movements as gentle as if he were caressing a sleeping baby. He also carefully cuts off any leaves bitten by insects to avoid affecting the growth of the entire vegetable plant.
Watching the seedlings grow day by day, Xiao Yi's heart was filled with joy. The small cabbages he had planted had already sprouted tender green leaves, round and plump, like small fans. The radishes had also poked out their emerald green leaves from the soil, full of vitality and vigor. The vines of the beans followed the rack Xiao Yi had built for them, striving to climb upwards, their delicate tentacles clinging tightly to the rack, demonstrating their tenacious vitality.
At this time, Xiao Yi would stand in the middle of the vegetable field, looking around at the green scene, with a satisfied smile on his face. His eyes were shining with a reverence for the growth of life and pride in the fruits of his labor.
In this apocalyptic world, this small vegetable patch has become the warmest harbor in his heart. Watching the vegetables grow little by little, he knows his efforts have paid off, and he feels a surge of accomplishment. This sense of accomplishment comes not only from the growth of the vegetables, but also from the hope and beauty he has created with his own hands in this difficult environment.
In order to have enough food in different seasons, Xiao Yi began to actively explore various methods of preserving food.
He first set about making pickles. Xiao Yi picked a large amount of fresh vegetables from the vegetable garden, such as cabbage, radish, and cucumber. He washed the vegetables carefully and then placed them in the sun to dry.
Prepare a clean large vat and sprinkle a layer of salt on the bottom of the vat. Then, Xiao Yi put the dried vegetables into the vat layer by layer, and sprinkle a layer of salt on each layer of vegetables to ensure that the vegetables are fully exposed to the salt.
After placing them, he found a large stone and pressed it on the vegetables to squeeze out the moisture in the vegetables and encourage them to absorb salt better. During the pickling process, Xiao Yi would check the pickles every day and adjust the position of the stone to ensure that the pickles were pickled evenly.
At the same time, he also learned how to dry fruit. When the fruit season arrived, Xiao Yi would pick various fruits, such as apples, pears, and apricots. He would cut the fruit into evenly thin slices and then place these slices one by one on a special drying rack.
On sunny days, Xiao Yi would move the drying rack outdoors to allow the fruit slices to fully absorb the sunlight. He would turn the fruit slices from time to time to ensure that each side was dried. At night, he would carefully move the drying rack into the house to prevent dew from wetting the dried fruit.
After a few days of drying, the moisture in the fruit slices gradually evaporates, making them dry and tough, and the sweet taste becomes more intense.
In addition, Xiao Yi also uses smoking to preserve some perishable foods. He builds a simple smoking rack, lights special wood, and lets the smoke slowly penetrate into the food, extending the shelf life of the food.
Through these efforts, Xiao Yi successfully conserved a large amount of food, ensuring that he would have ample reserves no matter the season, providing a solid guarantee for survival in the apocalypse. On a beautiful day, Xiao Yi decided to explore deeper into the valley, hoping to find some useful resources. He walked along the winding path, the wild grass under his feet occasionally scratching his trouser legs.
There was a light mist in the valley, making everything seem a little mysterious. Xiao Yi walked carefully, holding a thick branch in his hand in case of any unexpected situations.
When he turned a corner, he saw an abandoned orchard. The fence had collapsed, and the weeds were overgrown, almost covering the path that once existed. Xiao Yi stepped into the orchard, feeling both excited and a little nervous.
He looked around and saw that most of the fruit trees were withered, their dry branches reaching toward the sky, as if telling of past glory and present desolation. The bark was cracked, the leaves had fallen, and the ground was covered with rotting fruit.
However, in this decay, Xiao Yi was pleasantly surprised to find that there were still a few fruit trees tenaciously alive. Although they were not as lush and leafy as the fruit trees in the normal orchard, they still produced a small amount of fruit on the branches.
The fruits, red or yellow, shimmered faintly in the sunlight. Xiao Yi walked quickly towards one of the fruit trees, his eyes filled with joy. He saw small apples hanging on the branches. Although they were small and had some flaws on the skin, the aroma of ripe fruit still filled his nose.
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