Chapter 102 Harvest Festival
Chapter 102
In addition to these things, there are also a lot of vines of prickly grass, but this thing cannot be eaten and the quality of weapons made from it is not good.
Now the wood processing plants are also in a state of saturation, and there is really nowhere to go for this stuff.
Si Shen thought about it and decided to process these things into fuel similar to charcoal. Since they had Jun Si on their farm, they didn't need fuel.
You only need to pay money every day to enjoy the comfortable temperature of 25 degrees.
It is different from other places. In addition to lack of food, they must also lack warm clothes and burning fuel.
These two things must be as valuable as food, so these extra thorny vines can be processed into charcoal and can definitely be sold at a good price.
As for staple foods, they still sell canned foods and a variety of processed products from their farm.
The food processed on farms nowadays can be divided into two types: coarsely processed and deeply processed.
Rough processing involves husking rice and grinding wheat into flour.
Deep processing means canned food and a variety of fast foods, but they have a canteen on the farm, and many people don’t have the skills, so they sell less of the primary processed products.
But the judge thought that their primary processed products would be sold in large quantities in other bases.
After all, the price of primary processed products will be a little cheaper than that of deep processed products. If everyone is short of money, it is more cost-effective to choose rough processed products.
Maybe the food they made was not that delicious, but they were starving to death now, so how could they complain about it being unpalatable?
The mutant plants are so unpalatable that it makes people wonder why humans have taste buds and can eat anything. Normal food is not really unpalatable even if it is made unpalatable.
Si Shen carefully made a list and sorted out the warehouses on the farm and in the town in large quantities.
Put the garbage that takes up space and some useless products that are delicious to eat but a pity to throw away on it.
After this cleanup, the warehouse has become much smaller.
When Si Shen thought about how these things he didn't need could be exchanged for a large amount of gold coins, his eyes were like gold coins.
At this moment, the judge ignored the head of the Niancheng Owl and accurately pinched the Niancheng Owl's mouth.
"Where are you staying?"
What's wrong?
The adult owl's mouth was pinched flat, and unfortunately its attempt to kiss failed.
Si Shen looked at Nian Chengxiao with sparkling eyes and showed him the list he had made.
In order to let him see if he was smart, Nian Chengxiao could only nod and signal the judge to leave his mouth alone.
Si Shen loosened his grip, left the sofa before Nian Chengxiao could make a move, and went to the study to start organizing his plans.
He is already prepared and will set off the day after tomorrow. He is not tired at all when he thinks about contributing to the awareness of pollution.
As for why not tomorrow, it’s mainly because tomorrow is their town’s harvest ceremony and he, as the farm owner, wants to participate.
Moreover, he brought a lot of things this time, and the goods needed to be loaded and sorted tomorrow.
When people are causing trouble for others, they don't feel tired.
The judge worked until eleven o'clock. Nian Chengxiao took a shower, put on his deep V bathrobe, and sat on the bed reading a book.
Normally, Si Shen was already in bed doing his daily viewing, but the person who was supposed to refresh at the designated time today was not there.
Nian Chengxiao couldn't pretend anymore and went to catch people in a sexy deep V bathrobe.
When Si Shen saw Nian Chengxiao, his eyes lit up.
But after struggling for three seconds, he felt that it was more important not to cause trouble for others, so he buried his head in tidying up again.
I worked for half an hour under the death gaze of the adult owl and finally finished the work.
It was already twelve o'clock at this time. Si Shen hurriedly took a shower, lay down on the bed, and said good night.
Nian Chengxiao just heated a cup of milk for him, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the person snoring.
Nian Chengxiao could only drink the milk with tears in his eyes and rest with Si Shen in his arms.
The next morning, Si Shen was woken up early by Nian Chengxiao.
Today is the town’s harvest festival, and the judge needs to go to watch the ceremony.
This harvest festival was an idea proposed by the Rat and his friends. They said that there were no big activities on their farm, so they imitated some festival concepts before the end of the world and held a harvest festival.
The date was set for the day when one hundred acres of land would ripen at the same time, which was November 13th.
Everyone on the farm is looking forward to this festival.
The regular employees living inside are all aliens and mutants, and they have never experienced this kind of festival.
The informal residents in the shelter areas are looking forward to a good harvest.
They have been afraid of hunger for the past six months. The days of not having enough to eat are too uncomfortable.
So even though they can now have three full meals a day, they will still subconsciously buy some long-lasting food to keep at home.
They are afraid that if any problem arises, they will not be able to eat again.
The festival is held on the pasture, which is the place with the most space on the farm.
A few days ago, Hua Shi and his friends discussed with Ban Yan and Pang Biao about building a large platform.
Ban Yan used to manage a company and attended many annual meetings.
He was involved in the student union when he was in college and has extensive experience in hosting events.
So I was asked to be the planner of this Harvest Festival, and you have to say, I did a really good job.
The farm's harvest festival was announced a week in advance.
There was also an event announcement, saying that performance programs could be submitted voluntarily, and those who passed the screening could perform at the Harvest Festival.
After all, it is an opportunity to show up in front of important people, and there are not many people in their farm now. Many people signed up for a show with the idea that they might be favored.
So this week, Ban Yan and his friends were eliminated early, and finally thirty programs were confirmed to be performed on the festival day.
Among them, ten contestants are from official farm members, five alien species, three mutant beasts and two ordinary people.
The other twenty people were all from the containment area.
Si Shen had also seen Ban Yan and the others' plan in advance and knew the process of the Harvest Festival, which was quite interesting.
There is no formalism in their farm, and they don't follow the routine of leaders' speeches.
From the first task, it was very pragmatic.
The first activity is to draw lots to catch a big goose!
Everyone in the farm can draw lots, and those who draw the red lot can enter the designated area of the ranch and catch the geese that have escaped from the pen!
There are a total of 2,500 people on their farm, and the actual number of people participating in the event is more than 3,000.
These extra people are people from nearby bases who come to the farm to buy food or come to the hospital for treatment.
They didn't have ID cards and were just visitors. Some even heard about the event and came to participate and watch.
So Ban Yan and his team prepared four thousand sticks in advance, of which only five hundred were red.
The probability of winning is only 12.5 percent.
There were only twenty-five geese released.
Therefore, only 5% of these 500 people can catch the fastest and most powerful goose in the ranch!
The probability of 0.625 percent is ridiculously low!
But many people participated in the lottery, hoping to catch a big goose.
The person who draws the lottery is excited. If they catch it, it will be meat!
Those who didn't get the prize were also happy. They just wanted to see the goose flying and the man jumping, and how those with a combat power of less than 0.5 geese would embarrass themselves!
Everyone: The watermelons are ready, let’s start your performance!
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