[Warm Tip: Host, due to the safe environment and sufficient food, your base members' sense of security has increased! ]
Around the 10th day, Qiao Xuejun heard the system announcement.
But 20 days later, the system changed its tone again.
[Warning: Due to long-term stays in a closed environment, people's psychology begins to change, stress increases, and the probability of mental illness outbreaks increases. Host, please handle with caution.]
Qiao Xuejun: "It'll be fine after the extreme cold is over. It's only two months anyway. Or should we ask Yuan Zhiyi to switch from singing to crosstalk?"
There is nothing to do, so many people are locked up in the base and can't move, and there are mutants outside shouting every day, "Are you going to live in a cave like this for the rest of your life? Like a rat?" It will definitely have a certain psychological impact.
After the initial coldest period, there will be one or two hours of sunshine at noon, and the temperature will be around -55℃. Maybe you can go out for a while.
Zhao Xian should be able to arrange it.
She can bring it up when chatting with Zhao Xian in the evening.
The cotton is about to mature.
Looking at the 15 acres of land that were about to be harvested, in addition to joy, Qiao Xuejun felt a rare headache.
The cotton she grows is a high-yielding variety, and with careful care, the yield is maximized.
The yield per mu is probably over 1,000 jin.
Cotton is a labor-intensive crop. If the four of them rely on manual labor, it will probably take two months to harvest 15 acres of land.
"System, is there mechanized harvesting?"
"Host, the cotton harvest is enjoyed by humans, and the harvest also requires human effort."
That means no.
The cotton picker is a large machine, like an excavator, and she had never thought of buying one at first.
Small hand-held tillers also do not have the function of picking cotton.
Only manual.
However, the seed removal process after picking can be mechanized. After Qiao Xuejun showed the drawings of the cotton gin to Zhao Linlin and Kuang Qianli, they immediately said that they could do it.
"The cotton threads are rolled in from here and pass through the middle of the drum. The seeds are big and can't get through, so they fall out, right?"
Qiao Xuejun: "That's right."
The two went to the studio immediately, and Qiao Xuejun immediately added heating to the studio.
Next, we just wait for the cotton bolls to ripen and be picked.
That night, before going to bed, Qiao Xuejun habitually applied hot compress to her wrist while chatting with Zhao Xian.
"Teacher Qiao, why are you here so early today?" Zhao Xian was a little surprised.
As soon as the call was connected, Qiao Xuejun heard the sound of wind in the background of Zhao Xian's voice, which was a bit muffled. She asked, "Are you outside?"
Zhao Xian: "Well, check the patrol booth."
After discussing the cotton's growth, Qiao Xuejun asked about her greenhouse: "Xiao Feng said the new greenhouse's yield is slightly lower, but overall it's good. But I haven't seen it, so I still feel differently."
The new greenhouse was built for the sea fort, but it became extremely cold just a few days after it was built. Qiao Xuejun's participation was low.
Zhao Xian responded slowly, "Don't worry. The harvest isn't as good as it was when you were in charge, Teacher Qiao, but the quality is pretty good. It passed Uncle Zhang's inspection, and everyone enjoyed the meal."
Qiao Xuejun: "By the way, speaking of this, is everyone in good spirits?"
She told Zhao Xian about the system's prompt that the survivors in the base might have psychological problems.
Qiao Xuejun: "It means don't let everyone get bored."
Zhao Xian: "The Medical Department issued an early warning regarding this issue. They organized a group tug-of-war competition with a hat as the prize. Everyone participated enthusiastically."
Zhao Xian's voice sounded muffled than usual, and there were footsteps, but he said he was outside. Qiao Xuejun didn't care, as she was quite interested in the tug-of-war competition.
Qiao Xuejun: "Very interesting. Who won?"
Zhao Xian paused and his footsteps stopped.
"Open the door, I'll tell you in detail."
Qiao Xuejun was stunned. "Open the door? You're here?" She sat up from her bed, "Really?"
Zhao Xian: "Yeah. Outside your door."
Qiao Xuejun was a little skeptical. She was actually very concerned about the weather and wanted to go back to the base to check on her greenhouse. But the temperature outside was fluctuating around -70°C today, making it impossible to go out.
But she still got up and trotted out of the bedroom in her shoes.
When she got to the gate, she even cautiously opened the observation window out of habit to take a look.
It was already 10 p.m., and with no snow tonight, even the mutants were asleep, leaving the place quite still. Under the cool moonlight, one could see some glints of ice and snow.
There stood a man in front of the door, tall and heavily armed, with a military helmet, night vision goggles, a machine gun, and the combat uniform she was familiar with.
It’s really Zhao Xian!
In front of the door, Zhao Xian also saw Qiao Xuejun through the observation window. He smiled and said, "Teacher Qiao, open the door."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened and his sweetheart stood inside the door looking at him, her eyes shining brightly, reflecting the moon in the sky, clear and bright.
"Why are you here? Come in!"
The next moment, the person inside reached out and grabbed his hand, pulling him into a warm room. She closed the door, instantly isolating him from the ice and snow.
"You're so cold." His sweetheart took his hand, felt the warmth of his gloves, and asked him in a low voice, "It's so cold outside, why did you come here at this time?"
Zhao Xian raised his night vision goggles, looked at her, and lowered his voice as she did: "I'll report to Teacher Qiao on my work."
He then looked at Qiao Xuejun carefully: "No coat?"
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