Chapter 251: Cold Wind Enters the Body
The two walked to the spiritual spring, and Shen Yanming pressed the plastic bottle into the spiritual spring, and then took it out after it was full.
After about ten minutes, all the bottles were full. The two did not stop and went down the mountain carrying the spiritual spring water.
When they reached the foot of the mountain, Shen Yanming used his consciousness to send one of the 5L buckets of spiritual spring water back to the storage area, and Bi Qiaoan used his consciousness to send the rest back to the mobile villa for use at any time.
When the two returned to the villa, Bi Qiaoan felt a little tired, so he washed up and went to bed.
Shen Yanming returned to the kitchen to finish making the half-made bread and dried meat.
Since there was no shortage of spiritual spring water now, Shen Yanming added some when kneading the dough and cooking the meat, making the taste better while secretly improving the physical fitness of the two.
Soon, bursts of fragrance came out of the kitchen, and the big geese outside the villa started quacking after smelling the fragrance.
It took two steps toward the door, but was once again pushed away from the villa by an invisible force.
Shen Yanming raised his eyebrows when he heard the big goose's cry, took some of the prepared bread and beef cubes and put them in the big goose's bowl. The big goose stopped crying when it saw that there was something delicious.
Shen Yanming put the rest into the storage area, washed up, and went to sleep with his wife.
Monday soon arrived. After the two washed up, Bi Qiaoan ate the bread, milk and fried eggs made by Shen Yanming. They were all made with space ingredients and tasted amazing.
After finishing their meal and returning to the unit, the two were caught by everyone and asked about grain processing.
Shen Yanming explained to everyone the business scope and charging conditions of the processing plant, and then gave everyone the contact numbers of all the processing plants.
“After a field investigation, I found that although the factory is not big, it is quite clean and the service is very considerate,” Shen Yanming added.
Yu Shui exclaimed after hearing this: "You two really helped me a lot. A few days ago, I was worried about how to deal with the sweet potatoes at home. If they are not stored properly, they will either dry out or grow mold."
Bi Qiaoan laughed after hearing this, "I didn't understand it before, so I just sliced the sweet potatoes and dried them according to my memory. I went to the processing factory and asked, and then I found out that if you want to make sweet potato vermicelli, you can just use fresh sweet potatoes.
For example, the sweet potato chips I dried can only be taken there to be ground into sweet potato flour. But no matter what they become in the end, they won’t be wasted.”
"I watched your video at the time, but I got impatient after cutting only three or five sweet potatoes. It's really hard to imagine that you two could actually cut and dry them all."
"It's because I had nothing to do during that period. I could finish it by cutting two pieces a day. Besides, what could be more precious than food nowadays?"
In fact, in Qinghua Country, the price of food in supermarkets is not that expensive, but this does not mean that food is worthless.
It was simply because the Qinghe Alliance wanted to ensure that the majority of its citizens could survive, so they spent a large amount of money to purchase grain from farmers with surplus grain, and then only charged one-fifth of the purchase price when selling it on the market.
It is because of this kind of regulation that people seem to think that only the supply of food is restricted, while there is no change in price.
To put it bluntly, it is to appease people's hearts and prevent chaos in Qinghua Country.
However, the Qinghe Alliance did put in some effort. After all, food was becoming increasingly difficult to buy. In addition to collecting food from farmers to supply the city, they also had to guard against unscrupulous merchants who secretly hoarded food and sold it at high prices.
It’s not that the black market does not conform to market rules, but we are afraid that once such a loophole is opened, those who have no power, no influence and no money will starve to death.
Of course, in order to alleviate the food crisis, the Qinghe Alliance is also constantly exploring new ways to increase revenue and reduce expenditure.
Things like recruiting laborers, reclaiming land and cultivating crops in secret bases, raising poultry and livestock, etc., are all useful explorations made to alleviate the food crisis.
Everything seems bad, but everything is moving in a positive and sunny direction.
After listening to Bi Qiaoan, Yu Shui felt that it would be more reliable to grind more cornmeal. After all, sweet potato vermicelli can be stored for a long time, but he can't eat vermicelli three times a day in the future.
"If I transport fresh sweet potatoes over there, can they be ground into sweet potato flour directly?" Yu Shui asked.
"I don't know, call and ask!"
The morning passed quickly. At lunch time, Shen Yanming put the hot food in front of Bi Qiaoan and went to call Zeng Yiming who was far away in Southern Province.
The two of them whispered for more than ten minutes before Shen Yanming hung up the phone and sat back next to Bi Qiaoan.
"What do you want to see him for?"
"It's not a big deal, let's talk about it when we get back."
Bi Qiaoan nodded and didn't think about it any more.
After finishing the meal and washing the lunch boxes, everyone lay down on the table for a nap. But before they fell asleep, they heard a power outage.
This is the first power outage since the temperature dropped. Although the temperature outside is low during this period, no one feels very cold because the air conditioner is on all the time.
But when the power went out, a cold air came over me.
Now I don’t even dare to sleep, because it’s easy for the cold wind to enter my body when I fall asleep.
But at this temperature, I would probably be woken up by the cold soon even if I could fall asleep.
Since we can't sleep, let's chat.
"You said that Hai City rarely has power outages, why did it go out today?"
"I looked online and it seems that many places have lost power."
"Is there a power cut? Last year, there was no power cut even when there was such a severe water shortage."
"There is no comparison between last year and this year. Don't you think about it? Last year, due to water shortage, many large factories stopped production. There were already fewer large electricity users, and the temperature was not that low, so there was no power restriction.
But even so, there were power outages every two or three days last year.
But this year, there is no shortage of water, but the HZ virus has just passed and everything has just resumed production, and those large factories are naturally no exception.
If that were all, it wouldn't matter. The key point is that, apart from these big electricity consumers, the temperature in the entire Qinghua country has dropped so much, and every household is turning on the air conditioner. The total electricity consumption is much higher than last year!"
"You're right. I'm afraid there will be frequent power outages in the future. I don't know when the heating will be available this year. If it's the same as last year, I won't be able to bear it."
"I don't think it will be too early. Climate change has been too severe in the past two years, and resources like coal are non-renewable. We have to use them sparingly for the sake of the future."
Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan did not join in the chat, they just sat together and listened to everyone chatting.
But as he listened, Bi Qiaoan began to yawn.
Chen Yan knew that she was sleepy, but he was worried about letting her rest like this. However, feeling sleepy was a normal symptom during pregnancy.
So, Chen Yanming calmly exchanged the large thermos in the cabinet with the one filled with ginger sugar water in the space...
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I finally understand what the saying "Authors who keep updating during the Spring Festival are all good authors" means. I really want to shout: "Writing is so hard!"
It’s so difficult to be an author, but I still want to wish all my little cuties a happy Chinese New Year!
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