Chapter 546: Eating leather and boiling tree roots is a piece of cake
"I, it's me." The middle-aged woman with wrinkles on her face said nervously.
Jing Shu looked the tall, thin, middle-aged woman up and down, realizing she was the cleanest of the bunch. She nodded secretly before saying, "Captain Li told me you've been cooking all these meals. I'd like to hire you as a cook for a few days. The reward is to provide you with two meals a day."
Aunt Wang smiled on her sallow face. "Hey, I have a daughter. Can I ask her to help me? She's very capable. Cooking for dozens of people also requires a helper..."
Aunt Wang's daughter was seventeen or eighteen years old, but she looked extremely thin, as thin as a dried radish. She looked at Jingshu nervously.
Jing Shu narrowed her eyes and thought about the plan, then nodded: "Okay, you can pick a few more women to help you, and all the cooking work will be handed over to you. Before cooking, count the number of people with ***, and then come to me to get the ingredients. Let's eat breakfast today, and after *** finishes counting the number of people, you can come to me to get the ingredients."
There is a fixed amount for each person to eat, and they definitely cannot eat until they are full. There are only so many compressed biscuits, and Jingshu wants to leave most of them for the people on the fleet, and mix a small part with soil to make earth cakes for the villagers.
Aunt Wang was a little surprised. The meal for these people wasn't that complicated, so why would so many people be needed? It was just compressed biscuits dissolved in water, wasn't it? But she didn't say anything.
As soon as these words came out, those who were originally hesitant no longer hesitated, stopped kneeling on the ground and crying, and immediately got up to find *** to count the registrations. No matter what they did, there was really food to eat. If they went too late, there would be no food at all. Didn’t they hear that the food was rationed and there was a limit on the number of people?
Anyway, no matter what you eat, it’s better than eating dirt every day, right?
*** counted the number of people and asked Jingshu awkwardly, "So, what should we let them do? What can they do? I don't trust them with taking care of the seeds. If they steal them, I won't have anyone to cry about it."
Jingshu's lips curled up slightly. "Tear down all the combustible materials from the houses in the ravine and gather them in our hands. We'll use them for heating, cooking, and boiling water for the next few days. Dig large mud pits around us, extract the finest mud at the bottom, filter it, and give it to Aunt Wang. Have her start making mud cakes. Try to store enough dry food for consumption on the road before rescue arrives."
You tailor their workload, select the two best performers as team leaders, and they'll be responsible for monitoring them. If anyone cheats on their partner, they won't have a job."
Jingshu is planning to let these people do it themselves and store their own food. People outside work every day and only eat so much. These people here do nothing, so what do they want to eat?
In the end times, if you want to survive, you have to do it yourself. It is impossible to expect the government to help everyone, and don't count on her as an outsider.
The crew members of the fleet and the people of Gashangou Village, who were originally scattered like a mess, suddenly had a backbone, suddenly had something to do, and suddenly seemed to have expectations and motivation for the future.
***The division of labor was completed quickly. Some people took the shovels at home to dig mud pits, some filtered the soil at the bottom according to Jingshu's instructions, and some began to demolish all the houses in the valley, and concentrated all the beams, wooden blocks and beds that could be burned to the fleet.
The village chief and some others watched the commotion from the sidelines, mocking them: "You idiots! Just do the work you're told to do, and it's hard to say whether you'll be fed or not."
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There is a big pit around the big ship's trough, with some muddy water in the pit. This is the water used by all the trapped people. There is a temporary double-pit stove next to it.
Aunt Wang brought her daughter and two women from the village to the stove. They all looked at Jingshu with some fear and told her how they had been cooking during this period. ***, who had counted the number of people, added:
"Our fleet was brought here along with the Gashan Valley by the tectonic shift. We had eaten all the food, so Aunt Wang found leather and tree roots from each household, chopped them up into small pieces, cooked them, dug up soil from the ground, mixed it with bad seeds, and ground it into flour. Finally, she made millet, which was enough to feed everyone halfway."
"That's smart. At least he survived. Being alive is better than anything else." Jing Shu nodded. Leather belts are made of animal skins, which contain some protein and can be eaten.
It’s just that I can’t chew it and can’t digest it.
Li Dayou is just stupid. If he eats like this, he won’t get a big belly.
Aunt Wang said modestly, "There was a famine in my father's area, and that's how we survived. At least we had grass roots and tree bark, which we could cook and eat."
*** said, "We have 35 people working today. The filtered soil will be delivered soon, and the fuel has also been delivered. When will we start making soil cakes?"
Jingshu took out ten compressed biscuits and three eggs from her backpack and handed them over. "Let's have a good meal first. Boil some compressed biscuits in water and beat three egg flowers into it. After dinner, Aunt Wang will have the others start making earth cakes. Mix the boiled compressed biscuits with earth, shape them into cakes, and dry them over a fire. These cakes are crispy and flavorful, and they're better than eating leather after all."
"Yeah!" Aunt Wang agreed. She was already very satisfied to eat earthen cakes mixed with compressed biscuits. The girl was right. As long as she could survive, it would be good. She looked at her daughter again. So many children in that mountain valley... were gone. She wanted her daughter to survive. She could eat anything. As long as she was alive, there was hope and she would always be able to see the sun.
After arranging things here, Jingshu and *** boarded the big ship. According to ***, the water in the canal where they were at that time was suddenly drained. Not only was the big ship trapped on dry land, but it was also sent all the way here by the moving plates and eventually crashed into a row of houses in the Gashan Valley.
This large ship has a large space, but all the enclosed areas are filled with seeds, leaving only a bathroom and operation room, two accommodation rooms and a simple kitchen.
Jingshu asked *** to scoop a few buckets of water and bring them to the kitchen on the boat. She took out a small filter and began to filter the water.
*** clicked his tongue. He had never thought Jingshu would carry water filtration equipment with her when she went out. Was she still so particular in the apocalypse? But thinking about Jingshu's status, he felt relieved. Such a big shot had to be more particular.
He followed Jingshu excitedly and said, "Shall we have compressed biscuit porridge too? Shall we have frangipani too?"
"I can't get used to that." Jingshu said. Before *** could think about what was wrong with eating compressed biscuits soaked in water, Jingshu clapped her hands and said, "Let's go. Let it filter first, and then start cooking."
"Where are you going?"
"Go find your captain."
..after a clock.
Li Dayou looked at the bowl of live worms in Jingshu's bowl with a strange expression. He swallowed and said, "Do you really want to eat it? Can eating it cure indigestion?"
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