After collecting the sanitary napkins, Xu Lin went to the warehouse next door to find Zhou Pin. He was moving the pile of water-soaked and dried paper aside, revealing the sealed packaging underneath. Xu Lin could just come over and take it.
"I've already opened the door to the warehouse next door. It's a batch of paper-making equipment. The plastic wrap is still on, so it should still be usable."
"This is fantastic, let's go!"
Led by Zhou Pin, Xu Lin arrived at the equipment warehouse. She looked at the equipment and smiled with satisfaction, even though she didn't know how to use any of them.
It was already 3 p.m. when the two left the paper mill. They were preparing to hurry back, but they didn't have any communication devices and were worried that Zheng Ming and the others would get anxious if they couldn't find them.
The two also collected some timber and papermaking raw materials at the paper mill, just in case they didn't need them in the future.
Back at Zheng Ming's house, his parents were indeed frantic, worried that something had happened to the two girls. If Zheng Ming hadn't publicized their story, the two of them would have gone out to search for them.
While Xu Lin and Zhou Pin were away, Zheng Ming and his father had disassembled everything that could be taken apart from the solar-powered electric car and put it in the van. Zheng Ming's mother cooked dinner, and after everyone finished eating, they packed up all their belongings and hit the road.
This time, Zheng Ming's father drove the way, with Zhou Pin and Xu Lin following behind.
"Once we leave Nanshi and pass Dezhou, we'll enter Bei Province. Once we're in Bei Province, Beijing won't be far away. Finally, we won't have to travel anymore," Xu Lin said, lying in the back seat of the car, munching on an apple.
"The stopover is only temporary; we may have to continue our journey in the future."
"At least let me live in the base for two years and have a peaceful life to catch my breath."
"Based on previous experience, it should take about two years."
At midnight, after stopping to eat something, Wang Jing and Xu Lin took over driving and continued on the road.
After leaving Nanshi overnight, they passed Dezhou and entered the northern province. Around six o'clock in the morning, they stopped to rest. Xu Lin declined Zheng Ming's mother's invitation and ate in the car with Zhou Pin.
“I just looked at the map. There’s a castle nearby. Shall we go check it out?” Zhou, the Living Map Expert.
"Is that even a question?"
After finishing their meal, the two rested for a while and then told Zheng Ming that they wanted to take a walk around the neighborhood.
“There’s a brewery nearby. Let me take you there to see if they have any supplies!” Zheng Ming’s father said.
"Uncle Zheng knows all this?" Xu Lin asked in surprise.
"When I was young, I traveled all over the country doing business. I know all the big companies in the area. Let me tell you, I'm not bragging, but without someone to guide you, even if you go to a winery, it won't help!"
"Then I'll have to trouble Uncle Zheng to lead the way!" Xu Lin bowed to Old Zheng.
"Haha, let's go, let's go now!"
So the group drove there directly.
Although it's called a winery, it's actually a European-style castle built halfway up a mountain, and it probably even developed tourism based on winemaking in the past.
Normally, you can drive up to the halfway point of the mountain, but unfortunately, various natural disasters since the apocalypse have destroyed the road, so we can only park the car at the foot of the mountain and have Zheng Ming, who is ill, watch over it while the others go to the castle to find supplies. There are walkie-talkies, so they can send out distress signals if they encounter danger.
Wearing the thermostatic clothing that Zheng Ming had given him, Old Zheng walked along, remarking to Zheng Ming's mother that the clothing was great, as it made him feel less hot and his legs and feet were more agile.
It took the group half an hour to climb from the foot of the mountain to the entrance halfway up. Because of its high altitude, the castle was not flooded and still retains its original appearance.
Zhou Pin pushed open the door, and a European-style retro hall with a high ceiling of about ten meters came into view. There was no time to admire it. Old Zheng led everyone through a maze of turns to an entrance that resembled a basement.
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