Chapter 22 Collecting Soil from Vegetable Pots and Transforming Wardrobes
On June 21st, the balance was 52,000.
Yesterday, while the workers were opening up the back door and the threshing ground, I kept thinking about whether to open up the west wing and the small west room.
However, for safety reasons, we must build the highest-level access road, which is estimated to cost at least another 100,000.
There simply weren't enough funds, so we had to abandon the idea.
Let's focus on tidying up the backyard and stock up on more honeycomb briquettes here.
Now that the backyard has a roof, it looks more like a small house, so it will be officially renamed the back wing.
This is the first time I've handled honeycomb briquettes, and they're much heavier than I expected.
Suddenly I realized how hard the workers worked that day to help me move 50,000 honeycomb briquettes.
I wonder if the beer-bellied boss paid them overtime.
While thinking about it, he carried honeycomb briquettes back and forth to the far west side of the back room.
In one morning, I collected about 200 yuan, which is enough to keep burning for a while, and it didn't take up much space.
The remaining space is mostly reserved for frozen products such as pork.
This thing is really heavy; my arms are so sore I can't lift them.
I did absolutely nothing in the afternoon; I just lazed around and rested.
I started browsing Xiaohongshu and Weibo; everything seemed peaceful, without any signs of an impending apocalypse.
I searched for "apocalypse" in the search bar and finally some posts about the apocalypse appeared.
Many doomsday enthusiasts are talking about their dreams, and some people are echoing this sentiment, suggesting that dreams are omens of an impending apocalypse.
My power is small, and I am selfish.
I don't know how to tell the world that the end of the world is coming, nor do I know how to explain that it is not a dream, but a rebirth.
I try to comment under various posts, reminding everyone that the end of the world is coming and everyone should prepare and stock up on supplies.
There are two excuses used: one is that the climate has been abnormal in recent years and there may be natural disasters; the other is that the world is not peaceful and wars are frequent, so everyone should make more preparations.
Although the hope is slim, I still hope that someone will listen and suffer less in the end times.
On June 22, I started doing manual labor.
I'm going to fill 30 vegetable basins with soil.
First, drive the small truck to the side of the hillside, look for the black, fertile soil under the trees, and then use a shovel to load it into the truck bed.
The woods were right next to the hillside, and the soil here was loose, so it wasn't too strenuous.
Seeing that a large mound of earth had already appeared in the truck bed, I figured it would be enough for my needs.
After getting home, I poured half a bag of potting soil into the car and mixed it thoroughly with the soil I had just dug up using a shovel.
After mixing well, use a shovel to put each portion into a vegetable basin.
After filling 30 vegetable basins, we started placing them on the floor in both rooms.
A narrow aisle is left in the middle of each row.
15 pots in the east room, 15 pots in the breeding room.
Fifteen pots are just right for the breeding room, but there is still a lot of empty space in the east room, enough to easily fit another 10 pots.
I'm deciding to stop buying vegetable pots; with enough space for planting, I want to give myself more room to maneuver.
Even if there's a shortage of vegetables later, you can reuse the waste materials and grow vegetables in the old boxes.
That being said, I'm not planning on growing vegetables right now.
The soil might dry out if left to dry, so I watered each one with a ladle.
Before planting vegetables, you need to water the soil every few days to prevent it from drying out too much. I don't know if it will work, but I just want to do it this way.
With supplies mostly prepared, the feeling of doing a little bit of work each day while waiting for the end of the world is both pleasant and agonizing.
On June 23, I think about doing something every day, but once I stop, I start to overthink.
Today I took all the batteries out to charge: two large batteries and ten small batteries.
All electronic devices were fully charged.
I spent another day playing on my phone while charging the battery.
On the second day, as I was packing up all the electronic devices and putting them in the dark room, I suddenly remembered that the wardrobe in the small west room was still relatively empty.
Apart from the bottom and middle sections where you can put things, the rest of the space is mostly empty.
For someone like me whose basement is always full, having so much empty space in my wardrobe is more painful than losing money.
I'm planning to remodel my wardrobe.
Except for the wardrobe in the middle, which remains unchanged, the wardrobes on both sides of the middle need to be modified.
Change the space from two large spaces, one above the other, into eight equal squares.
After measuring the dimensions, cut a one-square-meter piece of wood, and then use an air gun to drive nails in from the top and sides.
The part closest to the wall is nailed in at an angle.
After renovating the two wardrobes in the west room, they then worked on the large wardrobe in the east room.
The two outer rooms are left for hanging clothes, and the inner rooms are converted into wardrobes with eight compartments.
After the renovation was completed, I started putting everyday items into the wardrobe.
The east room is my master bedroom, and the wardrobe is where I store things I often use when I'm resting.
Now, each compartment holds a sewing kit and scissors, for mending and patching.
One compartment holds the first-aid kit; it was simply taken from the small west room.
One compartment holds sanitary napkins, toilet paper, and wet wipes.
Leave the rest empty for now; they'll be filled later.
The wardrobe compartments in the small west room can hold a wide variety of things, including most of the frequently used items. However, there's no rush to organize them; they can be put in gradually as needed.
After remodeling all the wardrobes, I prepared to clean the house thoroughly, sweeping and wiping everything inside and out.
Then sweep away the various traces left over from these days in the yard: coal ash, sawdust, cement, and red brick dust.
When I was about to wash all the dirty clothes, I realized with a start that I didn't have a washing machine.
I used to hand wash dirty clothes every day, but recently I've had some left unwashed for a few days and suddenly realized the importance of a washing machine.
I'm planning to go to town tomorrow to buy a washing machine.
Worried that I wouldn't have a washing machine to use after a power outage, I tried searching for manual washing machines online.
Surprisingly, these things actually exist, and they're high-quality and inexpensive. Who invented these things?
Then I opened the door to a new world—manually operating all sorts of machines.
If I still have a little extra money, I'll buy some more labor-saving, electricity-free machines.
Three manual washing machines, five fully automatic washboards, three hand-cranked coffee machines, two hand-cranked blowers, and three manual slicers for beef and mutton rolls.
While browsing around, in addition to the manual machines, I also bought a set of equipment for brewing tea around a stove.
The total cost was 1000, and the remaining balance is 51,000.
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