It took the four people almost two days to move all the contents of the shelter to the first and second floors.
Since the diesel took up too much space, it was simply pulled away on a cart, pushed from the yard to outside the gate, and then loaded onto a truck.
The diesel she bought originally came in 85-liter barrels, with more than 200 barrels in total, and each barrel weighed about 150 kilograms.
Kuang Qianli volunteered to put a barrel of diesel on the car by himself.
"Watch me!" He stretched out his hands to lift the handle of the diesel barrel. It seemed that he was going to load the diesel onto the truck by himself.
Wang Juanfeng, who was standing next to him, was frightened and rushed forward to help: "Master Kuang, you can't lift this 150-pound weight by yourself. You will strain your muscles. I will help you..."
Kuang Qianli occupied the two ears of the oil barrel by himself and didn't let her interfere at all.
Wang Juanfeng didn't even offer to help.
Qiao Xuejun also stepped forward to lend a hand: "Don't hurt your waist, wait a moment, there is ..."
Kuang Qianli let out a low roar, veins bulged on his neck, and he lifted the entire diesel barrel up with a single move.
The strength is simply amazing.
He picked up the oil barrel, laid it down in the train compartment, and kicked it into the train compartment.
Kuang Qianli's face turned red, but he still asked them proudly: "How about me, the strong man Kuang Shen!"
Wang Juanfeng and the carpenter both applauded, giving full emotional value: "Great, great."
Qiao Xuejun showed an indescribable look, walked to the front of the truck, pushed down a forklift specially used for transporting goods, walked to the flatbed truck, and easily moved a barrel of diesel: "Hercules, you are really amazing. But you really don't have to work so hard."
This type of vehicle is specially designed for loading and unloading cargo from trucks, so there is no need to move cargo around.
Kuang Qianli was stunned: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you had a car?"
Qiao Xuejun smiled and said, "Who is faster than you? Strongman."
She wanted to say it, but it was too late.
Now should be the time when they have the most supplies. They have searched all the empty houses within a radius of two or three kilometers. If they need any tools, they can just take them out from the shelter.
Although there is no need to move the diesel barrels onto the truck with a forklift, they still need to be moved manually in the truck. Try to arrange them neatly so as not to waste space and try to load all the diesel into one or two trucks.
When she bought it, it was loaded onto a truck and stacked twice, but it was a big truck, twice as big as this one.
Qiao Xuejun tried to stack two barrels of oil in the carriage, but found it too difficult. Not everyone is like Kuang Hercules, who can lift 150 pounds easily.
In the end, the diesel barrels were all packed tightly together, and one truck could only hold eighty barrels, so they had to be loaded twice.
Kuang Qianli wiped the sweat off his face and nodded as he stood under the car: "Eighty barrels, not bad. Shall we move to the shelter on the mountain now?"
"No," Qiao Xuejun jumped off the train and patted the dust off her hands. She was tired and had trouble breathing with the mask on. She took a deep breath and said after a while, "After the shelter on the mountain opens, the underground shelter will be closed permanently."
“We have to move everything out from underground before we can move it over there.”
Kuang Qianli nodded: "Oh, so you said before that the things in the fields must also be harvested."
Qiao Xuejun closed the truck door and locked it.
All the things in the shelter were collected, and only the fifteen acres of land were left.
The three people were busy in the fields. Wang Juanfeng went upstairs to check the weather outside. They were now worried that they would not be able to move out in time and the rain would flood the house.
Qiao Xuejun broke off the corn in her hand and looked at the thermometer and hygrometer next to her.
78%, this humidity is very high. She has put away the mulch these days, and the soil feels very moist, and it does not fall apart when you squeeze it, unlike before when it turned into yellow dust when you squeeze it.
After a while, Wang Juanfeng came back. She walked over quickly and said to the three people with a serious face, "The rain hasn't stopped yet. It has been raining for four hours. The water on the road is pouring down, but there is no sign of flooding yet."
They would go out and check every once in a while, and the rain had never lasted more than four hours before.
Kuang Qianli wailed, "Each rain is getting longer and longer. It won't rain non-stop, will it?"
Qiao Xuejun didn't say anything, but quickened her movements.
Seeing this, the other three stopped chatting and hurried to harvest.
"System, do you have a specific time?"
"Host, rest assured. This heavy rain will not cause flood disasters until the second half of the month. There are still about eight days left. You are preparing very early. Many people are hiding in their homes and are unwilling to come out until they are flooded."
Half a month. Qiao Xuejun calculated that it took them two days to move the tools and sundries to the first floor, and two days to move the firewood and potatoes upstairs. Now it was the fourth day of harvest, adding up to eight days, so there were indeed about seven or eight days left.
But fortunately it's over for today.
After harvesting all the crops, I looked at the three trees in the field. This one also needed to be transplanted. It was quite troublesome, but fortunately, this small tree was only half a year old and was very small.
She dug up the peach tree, used a piece of plastic film she picked up from someone else's house, cut off a piece to cover the roots with the soil, and handed it to Kuang Qianli: "Here, put these three trees on the car later, and transport them to the mountain in the first batch."
The four men worked together efficiently, and soon they used pulleys to pull the last batch of things - corn stalks - up from the shelter, and then closed the floor tiles leading to the shelter.
"Chichichi."
Because it was raining outside, the chickens locked in cardboard boxes on the table on the first floor were clucking restlessly.
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