The cousin of the Tang family had always thought so, and was suddenly shocked: "It turns out that it is not true."
Tang Qinghao blushed, looked at the team moving the melons, and said hesitantly: "200,000 kilograms... is this true?"
Qiao Xuejun: "How can this be false?"
As she spoke, she walked out with her crutches.
They made their way to the front gate, where the truck was parked and now the kitchen and warehouse guys were moving in the last of the pumpkins.
Seeing Qiao Xuejun coming over, Uncle Zhang, who was originally guarding the car and supervising the people who were moving the things, also walked towards Qiao Xuejun with a smile on his face: "Teacher Qiao!"
Qiao Xuejun: "Uncle Zhang."
Uncle Zhang looked at Qiao Xuejun's legs and said, "You've been exhausted from running this morning. You finally got back and you should have rested. Why are you running again?"
Qiao Xuejun: "I'll come over and take a look."
Uncle Zhang smiled and said, "It's almost all gone. We are running out of military rations now. Plus, there are a lot of new people here, and they are doing heavy physical work repairing the wall. They eat a lot, and the food is running out faster and faster. I was worried that I wouldn't have enough to eat! So you sent us the food this time."
Uncle Zhang laughed and kept talking: "Looking at these grains, I feel relieved!"
Qiao Xuejun: "Uncle Zhang, I also want to ask about the current situation of the base cafeteria. Now these potatoes, pumpkins, and corn can be planted again. Take a look at what the kitchen is currently cooking. I can adjust the food planted according to the needs of the base."
Uncle Zhang said, "At present, potatoes are still the staple food. We can grow more potatoes because there is a great demand. These vegetables have starch, sugar, vitamins... basically everything they should have. If there is anything missing, it is fat."
"Although fish meat is generally unpalatable, fish meal can provide protein and nutritional supplements. However, fish meat also lacks fat...it just lacks oil."
"Without oil, we can't fry or stir-fry anything. Now we just steam or stew."
"If we can supply cooking oil, we can develop more dishes."
After Uncle Zhang finished speaking, he felt that he was floating. This was the first time he dared to think about such a question. It was good to have something to eat in the doomsday, and it was a great thing not to starve to death.
But now he can actually start to choose what to cook and fry.
Qiao Xuejun nodded: "We have planted two acres of rapeseed in the experimental field on the back mountain. If the results of this experiment are good, we can expand it later. Uncle Zhang, according to your calculations, how much oil does our base need?"
Uncle Zhang thought for a moment and calculated for Qiao Xuejun: "Our previous food distribution did not include the patrol team. Their food was a reinforced meal, so they had extra food. Even if we calculate the ordinary meals in our base according to the daily amount -"
"500g of potatoes, 120g of military rations, 300g of fish meal, and pumpkin is only eaten once a month, so don't include it in the calculation. These add up to about 2,000 calories." The military rations are a calorie bomb.
"As for oil, according to this serving ratio, each person consumes 10g per day for a normal meal. Based on 3,000 people, that means 60 kilograms of oil is consumed per day."
Qiao Xuejun calculated that the rapeseed she had bought was the most productive, with an output of 800 kilograms of rapeseed and 400 kilograms of oil per mu.
Two acres of land means 800 kilograms of food. If it is their own shelter, it is enough to feed four people for 13 years at most. But for 3,000 people, it is only enough for half a month.
To meet the annual cooking oil needs of 3,000 people, the plant needs to be expanded to at least 50 acres of land.
Uncle Zhang added: "But since we have a big pot, we can save some oil. As long as we have it, it's fine."
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