◎Happy 95th day: Main job is to stock up on food, and part-time job is to do big things◎
Jiang Muyun was planning to make a big splash and he did it right away.
This matter was not a secret, he was just trying to get the hang of things. Jiang Muyun simply wrote a small note, sealed it with wax and handed it to Chang Ling, asking Chang Ling to take the letter to Captain Yu.
Captain Yu was an outsider, but after contacting the survivors in the South 1 Base and the North District Base, he also knew that Nanshan was once the temporary garrison of Nanshi.
Jiang Muyun knew exactly what was left in the military firepower of Nanshan, so she was quite at ease when planning this, but Captain Yu didn't know!
Captain Yu, who migrated from Hai City, knew very well that after the end of the world, even the police station’s gun depot could be pried open by ordinary people, so the temporary arsenal built in the temporary garrison could naturally not be foolproof.
No matter how tight the gate of the military arsenal is, it cannot stop someone from digging into the mountain. Even more risky, it is possible that the mountain will be blown up.
After Captain Yu had come into contact with the people at the Western Suburbs Base, he had no doubt in his mind whether they were capable of doing something like blowing up a mountain for supplies.
In the captain's mind, if the people from the Western Suburbs Base really managed to find the guns, ammunition and ammunition left by the Nanshan garrison, then the survivors around them would never be able to sleep peacefully at night.
Jiang Muyun passed the note over, and Chang Ling brought a message from Captain Yu the next day, asking Jiang Muyun to meet and discuss the matter in detail on the 15th of this month when the caravan from South Base 1 was leaving for North Base.
By the way, let’s take a look at the attitude of the North District Base.
Jiang Muyun was not surprised that Captain Yu was so patient.
Everyone is very busy these days, so no matter how urgent it is, it is not something that can be done in the next two days.
They are busy scrambling for water, storing food, drying firewood, and stockpiling everything they can that might be needed, in the hope of successfully surviving the imminent high temperature and drought that will last for an unknown period of time.
Jiang Muyun and others were busy, other survivors were busy, and the major bases were naturally busy as well, even busier than these survivors who were making a living outside.
Jiang Muyun even learned that some bases had already started working in three shifts, turning on the lights at night despite the mosquitoes, and transporting water back and forth to the river day and night.
In the face of a major disaster, even if the person in charge of the Western Suburbs Base had the time to come out to gather information and cause trouble, other people in their base might not be willing to do so.
After all, the biggest and common enemy of mankind at present is still natural disasters.
Everyone's main job is to hoard supplies to fight disasters and save lives, and everything else has to be put on hold.
Even wanderers like Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen in their previous lives would only travel in the relatively safe first half of the new spring. They still had to leave themselves enough time before the disaster came, find a shelter, and find ways to exchange and stockpile enough supplies to survive until the next new spring.
If the person in charge of the Western Suburbs Base really dared to ignore everything at this time and just took people to look for the enemy everywhere, Jiang Muyun believed that she would not have to do anything, and that group of people would be finished.
Everyone is trying their best to fight for their own survival. Those who come out to fetch water in the high temperature are hot and tired, and the two people who are responsible for staying behind every day do not have an easy time either.
In addition to taking care of crops and children at home and storing firewood, they would continue to dig reservoirs when they had free time.
The weather is too dry, and the amount of water needed to grow mushrooms is surprisingly large.
In addition, the food they stored had been dried, and it was necessary to rehydrate it before eating, so everyone's thirst for water was even greater.
Since they were just sitting around doing nothing and had too much firewood to store, they simply started digging a reservoir.
No matter how big or small these reservoirs are, the more water we can store, the better. If we can’t finish it, we can use it to take a bath.
During the dry season, people started to filter used water again and reuse it.
The daily water consumption of several people was greater than the output, so the water storage volume quickly increased. The existing containers were almost full, and it was time to add new water storage space.
On the day when it was Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen's turn to stay behind, their stoves and small kitchens had just dried out and could be put into use.
Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen were preparing to use sweet potatoes to cook on the stoves.
Sweet potatoes and potatoes can be stored for several months without being processed, but they have certain temperature and humidity requirements. The ice cave they had moved to the point of being completely empty just met the requirements.
Potatoes ripen quickly, so if you can't eat all the fresh potatoes you harvested this season, it's not a problem to store them until the next season. You can just store them in the cave. Of course, with their small production, there's no problem of not being able to eat them all.
Sweet potatoes mature slower and yield more, so Jiang Muyun and others planned to keep some fresh ones to store with potatoes, and then dry some of the sweet potatoes as food reserves.
In fact, if stored properly, it is possible to store fresh sweet potatoes until the next harvest.
However, the sense of security that long-term storage food such as dried sweet potatoes brings to them is completely incomparable to fresh sweet potatoes that will deteriorate if not stored properly.
The joy of seeing your food reserves increase little by little is much greater than eating two more meals of fresh sweet potatoes.
They currently have about 200 kilograms of sweet potatoes on hand, and plan to use half of them to make dried sweet potatoes.
There are many ways to make dried sweet potatoes. The order of cutting, steaming and drying can be changed at will, except that steaming must come before drying.
Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen chose the most convenient one, which was to dry it first and then cut it into strips. This way, less food needed to be turned over, freeing up time to do other things.
The two first washed the sweet potatoes and steamed them in a pot. After steaming, they spread them out on a rattan mat to dry.
Their sweet potatoes are not too big and the sun is not too small. They can dry the long and thin sweet potatoes directly as a whole, which is not much slower than cutting them into strips and then drying them.
Dried sweet potatoes generally need to be steamed and dried three times. Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen can only do the beginning today, and the rest will have to be handed over to others.
Just like they continued digging the reservoir that others hadn't finished digging today.
What everyone does every day seems similar, but it is different every day.
Today, after the stove and kitchen were completed, they processed the dried sweet potatoes.
Tomorrow everyone will start moving firewood into the kitchen, and the space in the cave will be filled with new firewood. Those who stay behind tomorrow will have to go chop some firewood.
If the space is not filled up by the people who stay behind tomorrow, the people who stay behind the day after tomorrow will have to take over.
Taking turns like this can be considered as changing the way of working and giving myself some freshness.
After spreading the dried sweet potatoes, Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen turned over the firewood that was drying with them, and then looked after the two nests of rabbits.
Judging by the time, the first batch of rabbits will reach maturity in two months, and the second batch of rabbits are about to leave the nest.
This time, Jiang Muyun deliberately placed the fodder a little further away from the holes of the two big rabbits, and then pulled Chu Buwen to observe the rabbits from a distance.
The first thing that popped out of the cave was a furry little head.
The little head seemed a little confused about the outside world. It stared at the pile of hay for a while and then retreated back into the cave.
Not long after, a gray hare of astonishing size came hopping out.
"It seems that it is not time to leave the nest yet." Jiang Muyun was a little disappointed. He hung his head and ran to turn the dried sweet potatoes over.
Zhao Jiahao was not the only one waiting to eat rabbit meat. Jiang Muyun had also been looking forward to that day for a long time.
There was no shortage of fresh meat in her space, and any stew she made tasted much more fragrant than the meat of mutant animals. But could the meat she bought be the same as the meat she raised herself?
Chu Buwen comforted him, "It looks like it's coming soon. We can't wait for a few days. This rabbit is big. When we finish making a pot of braised rabbit meat, we can also stir-fry a plate of diced rabbit meat, and stew the skeleton and meat together in a pot of soup. I have a secret recipe for making this mutant rabbit."
Jiang Muyun's attention was successfully diverted.
"Is there a secret recipe for making mutant rabbits?" No meat from mutant animals is delicious. Jiang Muyun has a deep understanding of this. She scratched her head and couldn't figure out what secret recipe there could be.
Chu Buwen said proudly: "How could I lie to you?"
Believe it or not, Jiang Muyun wouldn't offend the chef at this time. He immediately showered him with compliments, "Of course not! Everyone knows that our Master Chu never lies! From today on, I will hold the calendar and count down every day, waiting for the day when I can see your family's secret recipe."
Chu Buwen was full of confidence: "Don't worry, my family has a royal chef forefathers. This is a secret recipe from the previous dynasty. If it doesn't taste good, I, Chu, will change my surname to Jiang tomorrow."
The two of them had no idea which hill their ancestors were buried on, but they said this without feeling guilty at all.
Jiang Muyun didn't care which court in the past could braise a mutant rabbit, and continued the conversation smoothly: "I say, Master Chu, your temperament seems extraordinary. Your family has a long history of nobles."
Chu Buwen accepted the phrase "a nobleman for generations" without changing his expression, and pretended to say a few words of humility: "Thank you, thank you."
Even though he was talking nonsense, it didn't stop him from catching a fish from the puddle. As soon as the fish came ashore, Jiang Muyun raised his stick and skillfully knocked it unconscious.
Then he gave it to Chu Buwen to gut and dry the fish.
They have stored a lot of dried fish these days, and it is all thanks to Zhao Jiahao.
In order to expand their territory, Jiang Muyun and his companions took turns fetching water, but the people guarding the river bank could not remain idle.
So a few of them made proper fishing rods and bait, and when they had nothing to do, they set up a simple tent by the river to fish.
Of course the idea is good, but whether it can be realized is another matter.
A group of people carried fishing rods and baits made of various algae and plankton, set the bait and cast the rods in a serious manner, and then took turns squatting by the river like a relay for two days, but the float did not sink once.
Finally, a few bones that had been gnawed into pieces by fish floated down from upstream and woke up the stubborn fishermen.
Zhao Jiahao understood.
If you don’t sacrifice your child, you can’t catch the wolf. If you don’t sacrifice your fingers, how can you fish?
Zhao Jiahao ran to the nearby mudflats that were exposed due to drought, squatted by the water and stretched out his finger with hope.
The most outrageous thing was that he actually caught several.
When Zhao Jiahao came back with the fish, even Jiang Muyun was stunned.
Jiang Muyun is an experienced fisherman, so of course she knows that this method can catch fish.
But that's not during the dry season!
In the apocalypse, these mutated animals are more clever than each other. When the dry season comes, the fish in the water are often the ones that slip away the fastest.
After all, the drying up of the rivers in Nanshi doesn't mean the entire Yangtze River system has dried up. Just because people can't migrate in the scorching heat of over 40 degrees Celsius doesn't mean the mutant fish in the water can't either.
When the dry season arrives, the number of fish in the water plummets. Fishing by the river like in the rainy season is impossible, let alone fishing on the mudflats. It's possible to sink to the bottom.
Jiang Muyun's mind worked quickly, and he immediately decided to enclose the area where Zhao Jiahao caught the fish.
There's probably some special terrain under this mudflat, which could be a groundwater outlet or some other reason.
Jiang Muyun didn't understand these things and couldn't directly judge why this place was special, but she just knew that there was water underneath, and the water was quite deep, deep enough for fish to make their homes here, and that was enough.
Even if this special feature doesn't allow them to be one step ahead in the final rush for water, it can at least provide them with a lot of fish.
Not a loss.
In this way, their little puddle changed from a short-term rental for mutant fish to a daily rental for mutant fish.
The fish caught every day would be processed by the people who stayed behind the next day and turned into dried fish slices.
If they are unlucky, the people who stay behind that day will work faster and squeeze out some free time, so they may not even have time to spend the night in the puddle and will be disposed of on the same day.
Just like the ones Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen are dealing with now.
They were just brought back by the people who went to the river to fetch water this morning.
After processing the fish, I turned the sweet potatoes over again, and then continued digging the reservoir that my companions who stayed behind yesterday had not finished digging.
When it got dark outside, the people who had fetched water came back and everyone put away the things that were drying outside. Then they blocked the door of the cave, turned on the lights and started filtering the water inside.
During this period, whether it was due to the drop in water level or for some other reason, there were more and more mud and impurities in the river water, and it took them longer and longer to complete the filtration.
Fortunately, the moon was high outside, and the paths leading home had been pavement-lined, so even if you didn't turn on your lights at night, it wouldn't be a big deal—at most, you'd fall. The vegetation on the mountain had grown, so there was no longer the danger of falling to the bottom of the mountain if you missed a step.
The days passed as usual. Early in the morning on the day before the second batch of mushrooms were harvested, Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen, carrying their bags, set off for the South 1 Base just before dawn.
This time everyone needs a cart to transport water, so they can only rely on their legs the whole way. Maybe they can ask Captain Yu to borrow a means of transportation when they arrive at the South 1 Base.
Jiang Muyun was never shy about such things, and she believed that Captain Yu would not mind.
They had to go to the North District Base anyway, which would take up a few days, so Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen didn't plan to make the trip in vain.
They brought a lot of small and light items such as lighters and soaps, which they did not need or would not need at the moment, but were extremely popular in the apocalypse. They planned to go to the North District base to exchange them for some things that everyone could use.
Jiang Muyun said that it was just a payment for everyone's labor.
Right now is a time when we are short of people to do the work. We can't just run away and leave the work to others, and then pretend nothing happened.
When they arrived at the place, Jiang Muyun found that the team leader today had changed from Tang An to Captain Yu himself.
It seems that after Captain Yu came into contact with the people in power in the Western Suburbs Base, he was really afraid of the people in the Western Suburbs Base.
Captain Yu was not surprised to see that Jiang Muyun and the other man came on foot, so he simply asked someone to push out the bicycles he had prepared in advance.
Jiang Muyun saw this and jokingly said, "I thought we'd see a row of military trucks or Humvees. That's the atmosphere for discussing important matters."
Captain Yu was frustrated by her words: "I was thinking so too, but the oil hasn't arrived yet. Let's just make do with it for now."
Jiang Muyun was a little surprised: "The oil hasn't arrived yet?"
"A few days ago, a group of survivors came from the north. I talked to them for a while and it seemed that their base there could get fuel." Since Captain Yu had mentioned the oil, he didn't intend to hide it from Jiang Muyun and the others.
Jiang Muyun ran his hand across the backpack strap, climbed onto the car, and smiled at the company commander, "Then we have a lot to discuss today."
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