◎Happy Day 109: Slow-cooked steak◎
The presence of the insulation room slowed down the rate of temperature rise in the cave, temporarily keeping the temperature inside the cave at around 35 degrees.
This temperature has to make several people breathe a sigh of relief. At least the crops seem to be able to survive for a while, and if they are lucky, they may be able to survive this high temperature.
As for the crops’ homes, they all arranged insulated rooms according to human living standards.
The buckets of water were definitely enough to last them for several months.
The gauze strips used to supply water to the crops were also carefully fixed on the planting pots to ensure that no gauze would accidentally slip off and cause a pot of precious crops to die of thirst.
All the cubs they raised were moved to live in the insulated room.
The rabbits needed to dig holes, and they seemed to have some kind of grudge against each other, so they couldn't live too close to each other. They could only be raised separately in the homes of Wang Qingqing and other people who had muddy ground in front of their houses.
In places like Jiang Muyun's house, where there is a large stone platform directly in front of it, the rabbits cannot dig a rabbit hole even if they dig sparks with their claws.
It's also easy to stock up on food for your rabbits.
The weather was dry and hot, so Jiang Muyun and the others just had to cut some grass while they were cutting trees. No matter where they put it, they could quickly turn it into dry material that could be stored for a long time.
Wang Qingqing and others even transplanted a few fresh plants next to their nests.
I just don’t know if those plants that are not watered can survive in this temperature.
Anyway, it is impossible for them to spare water to water the plants.
As long as the rabbits don't eat each other and don't starve to death, they can just make do with the dry food. It doesn't matter if they are a little thinner. They can raise them again later.
If that doesn't work, you can add some dried mushrooms to change the taste.
She didn't need to urge the chickens in Jiang Muyun's family. As soon as the greenhouse was built, they moved in with their families.
These chickens are not like rabbits that dig deep holes on their own. If they are released outside, after the polar day is over, they will directly become real kiln chickens.
Now that the kids' moving arrangements have been made, Jiang Muyun has plenty of free time to improve his own living environment.
There was no shortage of ice or water in Jiang Muyun's space, so she chose to place a pile of ice cubes directly in the cave to cool down.
The cooling effect of ice cubes can easily lead to uneven temperature in different places inside the cave, and the comfort level is definitely not as good as air conditioning, but Jiang Muyun has never thought about living in a floating house.
Turning on the air conditioner in the floating house means that the hot air discharged from the air conditioner outdoor unit will be released into the cave.
I used to go out every day and only stayed in the floating house after returning home at night. It didn’t matter if I let the heat dissipate into the cave.
Things are different now. She and Xiaobai have to stay at home every day, maybe for a month or two. If the air conditioner is turned on, it will definitely not stop for 24 hours.
It's easy to imagine that the cave's heat dissipation capacity definitely can't withstand her efforts.
Moreover, if this happens, it is hard to say whether the air conditioner will be damaged by suffocation, and it is definitely impossible to stay in the cave.
Then she and Xiaobai would have to stay in the floating house all the time.
This is a length of time measured in months. If you stay in a floating house all day, it would be worse than being in prison.
The same applies to installing air conditioning in the cave. She was afraid that if the air conditioning was turned on for a long time, the temperature in the insulated room would be higher than outside.
Then what's the point of this insulating room? Just change its name to oven.
Jiang Muyun tried many ways to make the temperature in the cave more uniform, but in the end all her tricks failed. She could only use the simplest method - put all the debris in the cave into the space, leaving only a bed and a sofa, and then put ice cubes around the cave to directly enclose the activity area in the middle.
In this way, although the temperature of the center of gravity activity area is not lower than the surrounding temperature, at least she will not feel a significant temperature difference when rolling from one end of the sofa to the other.
In summer, the air conditioner at 16 degrees Celsius and 26 degrees Celsius are both comfortable in their own way, and you won't feel hot normally. But if you just come out of an air-conditioned room at 16 degrees Celsius and run into an environment at 26 degrees Celsius, you will feel hot even if it is not hot originally.
Jiang Muyun was quite satisfied with this arrangement, but Xiaobai was unhappy for several days.
It is afraid of heat and usually lies directly on the ice.
When Jiang Muyun puts the ice cubes next to the sofa or the bed, it can be close to the ice cubes and Jiang Muyun at the same time, so it can enjoy the coolness and have its head touched at the same time.
But now the ice cubes have been moved to the edges and corners, and its happiness is instantly reduced by half, which cannot be compensated even if Jiang Muyun opens a can of food for it.
Another troublesome thing is cooking.
There were many pre-packaged meals in Jiang Muyun's space.
Every time she packed food, it was based on the standard of a construction site meal for a hundred people. She could eat it every day for several years, and now there is still most of it in the space.
But no matter how delicious the food is, the variety is limited after all.
Especially when the same dish tastes the same every time you eat it, without any change at all, you will get tired of it if you eat it too much.
Jiang Muyun occasionally wants to cook some new and unusual food to change his taste.
She can't cook very delicious meals herself, but it's not difficult to make some lazy meals using semi-finished products by following the instructional videos.
Besides, Jiang Muyun admits that she is not good at cooking but she is a first-class stewing skill. She can also make stews for herself, so feeding herself is not a problem.
There were also various doomsday recipes that Chu Buwen had taught her before, which were not easy to cook, including those for making mushrooms and dried meat.
In his previous life, when he had to eat these things every day, Jiang Muyun naturally felt sick when he saw them.
Now that she has everything she needs for a normal meal every day, she is no longer so resistant to mushrooms and mutant animal jerky. Sometimes she even misses these old flavors.
The kitchen they built outside could not be used for the time being. They had sealed the kitchen chimney as early as when the wind and sand started, for fear that the sand and dust would block the chimney.
And using a small stove to cook in a cave is not very effective.
Jiang Muyun has everything she wants in her space. She is not limited to boiling dishes. Now the cave is poorly ventilated and she is afraid of producing fumes that will leave a smell that will linger for days.
Jiang Muyun could only cook in the warm room with the stove while the temperature in the warm room outside was not too high.
She also deliberately made the largest amount every time, and stored the excess in the space so that she could eat it directly next time she wanted to.
After running like this for a while, I don’t know whether the temperature for her cooking has been saved up, or the outside world has officially become a low-temperature baking oven. In short, the temperature in the insulation room is no longer something that can be endured.
Jiang Muyun had no choice but to go home and live on the food stored in the space.
Fortunately, she has tried a lot of different foods during this period, eating different dishes every day, and occasionally cooking something with a light smell to try something new. Her life is pretty good.
As for the natives in the insulated room, there were five chickens, two large and three small. No, judging from their size now, they were already five big ones.
These five big guys also knocked on Jiang Muyun's door at noon one day.
Jiang Muyun really couldn't bear to part with these big guys of his. Not to mention taking good care of them, at least he couldn't let them live or die.
So after thinking deeply for a few minutes, Jiang Muyun finally let them into the house.
After Jiang Muyun closed the door, he took Xiaobai and started negotiating with the five big guys opposite.
Although the chicken coop of her chickens never seemed to have any strange smell, it was an outdoor semi-open chicken coop after all, and the chickens did not seem to defecate in the coop.
But now they can come into the house!
Eating, drinking, defecating and urinating all together!
Jiang Muyun didn't want any strange smell to appear in his cave.
If this problem cannot be resolved, she and Xiaobai will have to stay with these five cubs for a month or two, and she will probably be pickled.
It’s scary to think about this kind of thing!
Luckily, Jiang Muyun had previously bought a large amount of bentonite clay and plastic bags, which were equally effective in solving any excretion problem. Spreading them in the tent used as a nest for chickens would slightly alleviate the odor created by the chicks and make cleaning easier.
"I'll fence off a piece of land for you. Your activity area is right there. You are not allowed to wander around. You must bury your poop in the soil, do you understand?" Jiang Muyun said with a serious face. He gestured to the cubs while speaking. Xiaobai even barked twice in a threatening manner.
The five chickens tilted their heads at the same time, staring at Jiang Muyun with innocent faces, without making any movement.
Jiang Muyun didn't buy it when he saw that the five of them all had the same confused expression.
Each of these mutant animals in her home was smarter than the other. She wasn't sure whether the three pure yellow-feathered chickens could understand, but the two large mutant cubs with glowing feathers could definitely understand.
Jiang Muyun said coldly, "If you don't understand, don't come into our house. We don't accept creatures who can't understand human language."
Sure enough, the three little ones didn't react at all, but the two big ones grunted in dissatisfaction at the same time.
They may not know who the "creatures that cannot understand human language" specifically refers to, but they still understand that Jiang Muyun wants them to go out!
Jiang Muyun pointed at the tent she had set up in the corner to use as a chicken coop and said, "No more acting like a spoiled child. This is non-negotiable. If you understand, come in. Otherwise, get out."
The three really stupid little cubs looked at the two big cubs who were pretending to be stupid like quails.
After a while, the older cub, unable to bear the high temperature outside, finally gave in.
The two older cubs walked slowly and proudly into the territory Jiang Muyun had marked out for them, and the three behind them followed closely.
Not to mention, although these three don't look like the big cubs' biological children in terms of appearance or brains, they follow behind the two big cubs and have imitated their slow and proud posture.
Seeing that they had all obediently entered the nest, Jiang Muyun put a pot of dried insects in the nest as a reward.
Before closing the door, Jiang Muyun did not forget to remind them: "Be good and don't yell nonsense."
After settling the five cubs, Jiang Muyun put on gloves again and started sending messages.
The main reason she wore gloves was because she sent too many messages and her hands were hurt by the rope.
They have become addicted to using rope bells to chat recently. Even though the efficiency of transmitting messages is extremely low, it can't stop everyone from ringing and pulling the bells all day long.
This feeling was so novel that Jiang Muyun felt as if he had returned to his childhood.
When she was young, a multifunctional pencil case with many "mechanisms" and a schoolbag with countless pockets could keep her tinkering with them for an entire afternoon.
She used to spend a lot of time piling up oddly shaped blocks and then knocking them down again, arranging oversized dominoes and knocking them down in one go, and spending several days rolling up an oversized ball of tape and then cutting it open.
Even though this thing seems to have no meaning other than wasting time, many people are willing to do it and enjoy it.
It's almost the same to chat with them for only three sentences in two hours, and it's also a lot of effort to send and read messages.
The goal is just to be happy.
Jiang Muyun's daily life consists of eating, drinking, sending messages, cleaning the chicken coop, and feeding the chickens and dogs.
A week after the five chickens moved into Jiang Muyun's house, Jiang Muyun picked up a few eggs while cleaning the chicken coop.
This made Jiang Muyun very curious.
This was the first time Jiang Muyun picked up the eggs of the three cubs after they grew into grown chickens.
The reason why Jiang Muyun was so sure was that the eggs laid by these three cubs were so easy to recognize.
The main focus is normality.
It was so normal that Jiang Muyun felt it was abnormal.
You three are the offspring of those two mutant chickens!
How come both your appearance and the eggs you lay look so normal?
Jiang Muyun had been playing out this ethical drama in his mind for three hundred episodes. After he had shared this story with his friends, he was reminded by a message that if these three cubs laid normal eggs, they would have made a fortune!
Why are you wondering whose cubs these three belong to?
Jiang Muyun was silent for a moment and then replied to the message.
"Of course we'll go and raid their homes."
There was silence in the circle of friends for a moment.
Then the replies came one after another.
"As expected of you."
Jiang Muyun successfully made up his mind of not being able to understand things, and in a good mood, he decided to fry an egg to try.
Five minutes later, Xiaobai cautiously held his breath, approached the fried egg and pretended to sniff it, then pushed the plate of fried eggs towards Jiang Muyun, indicating that the egg was not poisonous.
Jiang Muyun was very confident in Xiaobai and stuffed the fried egg into his mouth without any precautions.
Two seconds later, Jiang Muyun held a glass of ice watermelon juice and drank it madly with an expressionless face.
After finishing the drink, Jiang Muyun threw the half fried egg that had obviously been chewed a few times and the other half of the intact fried egg into the plastic bag containing used bentonite clay, tied the bag tightly and threw it into the corner of the space.
Xiaobai raised his paw and patted Jiang Muyun's knees twice in a proper manner to comfort him.
The egg tastes pretty normal.
The taste of the mutant eggs laid by normal mutant chickens is exactly the same as those Jiang Muyun had eaten in his previous life.
No, there is still a difference.
At least they didn't smell that overpowering.
Otherwise, Jiang Muyun wouldn't have stuffed it into his mouth without any precautions.
Comparing the two, the eggs laid by their parents can be said to be a delicacy on earth.
Jiang Muyun suddenly realized what was going on.
The eggs laid by the two older cubs didn't have such a fishy smell, but Xiaobai hated them so much that he didn't even want to smell them. Why didn't he react at all this time and even got so close to them?
Jiang Muyun stared at Xiaobai suspiciously for a long time.
This cunning kid didn't do it on purpose, did he? Just because she moved the ice away?
Jiang Muyun had no way of verifying whether Xiaobai did it on purpose, and it would remain an unsolved case.
However, the outside temperature is getting higher and higher, which is absolutely conclusive evidence.
Cutting meat with a blunt knife is the most tiring. Even the thermal insulation blanket that can block temperatures of hundreds of degrees is now soaked by the high temperatures of recent days.
Now, let alone opening the door to the warm room, even the cave door covered with a warm blanket feels warm to the touch from the inside.
The ice in the cave was melting faster and faster. Jiang Muyun could still hold on, but the others had already lived frugally to the point that they wished they could actually make a coffin to sleep in so as to make the most of the coolness from the ice.
In the end, the saltpeter in everyone's hands could not hold up. The ice melted too quickly and they did not dare to stop using the ice. They could only take the water that had melted the saltpeter to the insulation room outside. Once the water evaporated, the saltpeter crystals would reappear for them to continue making ice.
This method is really too water-consuming. Even though Chu Buwen had previously taught them to use plastic bags to make a simple water collection device to minimize water loss during the reuse process, everyone's water pressure is still increasing.
Finally, they were forced to cool themselves by soaking in water as much as possible during the day, thereby reducing the need for ice, saving a little saltpeter, and reducing the loss of water.
No one expected that the polar day would last so long, and no one expected that the sandstorm would not dissipate for so long.
Fortunately, they did not mind the trouble before, and both built the insulated room and stored water according to the maximum quantity, otherwise they would have collapsed long ago if they had continued like this.
Unlike other people who count the days at home, Jiang Muyun not only calculates the time, but also measures the outside temperature every day.
She didn't know what the temperature was outside the insulated room, and she couldn't get out because the door was nailed shut, because the temperature inside the insulated room was torturous enough.
It's almost 60 degrees. Even an egg can be baked in the hot room, not to mention the temperature outside the hot room.
Jiang Muyun now reached outside with a thermometer to take the temperature, all he could think about was slow-cooking steak at low temperature.
Or should we dig the hole as soon as possible?
Wang Qingqing and the others said that the rabbits they raised were almost turning into pangolins. The rabbit holes they dug were at least three or four meters deep, and seemed to be winding inside. They had to extend the ropes used to tie the rabbits several times.
Jiang Muyun took back the thermometer, placed his scorching hands on ice to cool them for a while, and reluctantly wrote down today's temperature on the back of the calendar.
Happy first year, October 20, 13:00.
The temperature in the insulation room is 61℃.
Jiang Muyun held the calendar and looked at it for a while, but still couldn't help but added another sentence under the temperature: Dog Blue Star, why didn't you get so angry when the polar night happened?
It's been almost three months, and it's still not dark! It's still not dark! Dog Blue Star, have you never seen the sun in your life?
Xiaobai listened to Jiang Muyun's few words and showed the same suspicious expression as Jiang Muyun.
What did my dog do wrong that you have to keep nagging about it, and you don’t even call its name?
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