Lin Changfa and Lin Changhe didn't have that many raincoats at home, so they gave the only two sets they had to their son and got completely soaked themselves.
At this moment, he looked very embarrassed, with water droplets rolling down his hair to his face, and he was gasping for breath.
"Thank you, thank you brothers Changxi, Changtai and Changshou!" If they hadn't reached out to help, who knows how much the food would have been damp by now.
Food is their lifeline. Without food, how can they survive?
"We are all from the same family, why are you talking so differently?" This is actually true. They all have the same ancestor. After all, the village head, Lin Pingmao, and the father of the three brothers Lin Changhe, Lin Changxi and Lin Changfa, Lin Ping'an, are full brothers.
"Food! Food!" Yu Lanhua and Zhang Dacui screamed as they opened the cloth bag filled with food. The coarse black rice inside was already soaked and felt heavy in their hands. The soaked food was not small in size, weighing at least ten pounds.
A bag of wet grain weighs more than ten pounds, and ten bags weigh more than a hundred pounds. How terrible is more than a hundred pounds of wet rice!
It is stormy now and there is no sun. The wet rice will become moldy in two or three days at most. The moldy rice contains aflatoxin, which is a toxin that is very harmful to the human body. It may induce some poisoning symptoms in the human body and may even cause tumors.
Given the amount of over 100 kilograms and the consumption of so many people in Lin Changfa and Lin Changhe's family, tumors will not occur, but poisoning will occur.
For example, common symptoms of poisoning, such as abdominal pain, diarrhea, nausea, vomiting, loss of appetite, and low fever, are all caused by excessive accumulation of aflatoxin in the body due to eating wet rice, which may induce liver cancer.
In short, unless you want to die, try not to touch moldy things.
Yu Lanhua and Zhang Dacui had never cried so hard when they left home to escape the famine. Tears and snot streamed down her face. Looking at the damp rice was like tearing out her flesh: "How long will it take us to eat all this rice?"
"We were originally planning to leave the forest before moving, but now we have to eat. What will our family eat when we get out of the forest?"
Seeing her crying so miserably, Lin Rui had to remind her, "Aunt, I estimate that you can only eat this rice for five or six days at most. That's assuming the temperature is low. If it's too hot, it will go moldy in two or three days. In other words, you'll have to eat this wet rice in five or six days at the longest, or two or three days at the shortest."
"Oh my god, I'm not an official, how can I eat like this?"
Lin Changhe felt bitter in his mouth and looked at Lin Pingmao for help: "Uncle, you have to help us think of a solution!"
Lin Pingmao is in a dilemma now. He can't exchange his own good rice for Lin Changhe's wet rice!
Yu Lanhua and Zhang Dacui burst into tears and knelt down in front of Lin Pingmao: "Uncle, you have to save us, otherwise we will never reach our destination!"
"This..." Lin Pingmao's eyes fell on Lin Rui involuntarily: "Rui'er, do you have any ideas?"
Lin Changhe and Lin Changfa immediately stared at Lin Rui. Lin Rui pondered and said, "It's not that there is no solution."
The eyes of the two families suddenly lit up and looked at Lin Rui: "Okay, Rui'er, tell me quickly."
Lin Rui said: "This matter is not decided by me alone. My sister and brother-in-law, Uncle Changtai and Uncle Changshou also need to agree."
Lin Changtai was puzzled: "What do you mean, Rui'er? Stop keeping me in suspense."
"Let's assume the damp grain from my eldest uncle and third uncle weighs a total of 100 kilograms. Let's calculate based on one kilogram per person per day. Actually, we farmers only eat two meals a day, and each meal is at most two taels of rice, which is only 40-50 kilograms a day. There are seven people in my great-grandfather's family, and eleven people in my family, including my sister and brother-in-law. We consume at most 18 kilograms of rice a day. The damp rice molds in two or three days. Now that the temperature is low, it can barely be stored for a little longer. But I can only accept two days' worth of rations at most, which means I can help you with 80 kilograms of rice."
"Eighty kilograms of rice? How did you calculate that? According to your calculations, it's only about forty kilograms at most!" Yu Lanhua frowned. Lin Rui rounded off the figure by over a hundred kilograms. In reality, judging by visual observation, her family's damp rice must have weighed at least seventy kilograms.
Zhang Dacui also looked worried. Although the amount of damp rice in her home was not as much as Yu Lanhua's, it was still more than 50 kilograms.
Lin Rui solved 80 kilograms of rice, which seemed like a lot, but why was his algorithm so strange?
It's okay to force it down your stomach, but wouldn't that be a sin? Is there really such a thing as wasting food?
The rice here used to last for half a year, but now it has to be eaten within two or three days.
It’s not three months, it’s three days!
Yu Lanhua and Zhang Dacui were so heartbroken that they were about to bleed!
But this is not the end, Lin Rui did not finish his words: "Aunt, please let me finish what I want to say first."
Zhang Dacui was not very happy, but she held back her anger and said, "Keep talking. I want to see how 40 kilograms of rice turns into 80 kilograms in your mouth!"
"We don't have to travel on rainy days, so we naturally don't need to eat the rice we eat. We don't absolutely need your wet rice, but based on the principle of being in the same boat, we can't just sit back and watch you go through difficulties. We must lend a hand."
"One pound of wet rice in exchange for one pound of dry rice from us, but we're at a disadvantage in terms of weight. There's no reason why we should suffer this loss when we're doing good things. Even brothers should settle accounts. Fine, one pound of dry rice in exchange for two pounds of wet rice!"
"Impossible!" Zhang Dacui immediately jumped up in anger, pointing at Lin Rui and cursing, "We're still connected even if our bones are broken. You can't even write two characters for 'Lin' with one stroke, and you're just trying to take our food!"
Yu Lanhua remained silent, determined to let Zhang Dacui be the vanguard.
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