Shen Yanming chuckled, "Eat breakfast and go to sleep. Take a day off tomorrow and come back to work when you're fully recovered."
"Okay, I understand," Zhang Heping replied, and went to rummage through the pile of snacks.
Shen Yanming took another look, and after confirming that there were no problems, he left.
Those snacks were just taken out of his spatial storage. It took him quite a bit of effort to choose those without production dates.
If it weren't for the fact that it was his friend who made the request, he really wouldn't have taken the risk of bringing out something produced before the apocalypse.
Fortunately, these candies and cakes didn't even have a brand logo on their packaging, so he could easily claim they were products from a small workshop.
However, Zhang Heping probably won't investigate the source of the food; he's just happy to have something to eat.
And indeed, Zhang Heping swallowed the chocolate with satisfaction, once again marveling at the good life of the guards. Yes, he assumed these unmarked snacks were a perk from the guards, and he'd been quite envious of them for a while.
After eating his fill, he felt sleepy, so he reached out and turned off the light before drifting back to sleep.
Since the start of summer, the nights have become extremely short. Before you've even slept an hour or two, it's already dawn.
Shen Yanming yawned, got up and glanced at the two little ones. Seeing that they were sleeping soundly and had not wet or urinated, he left the master bedroom.
Opening the door to the guest room, I saw Zhang Heping sleeping soundly with a rosy complexion. I picked up the thermometer from the bedside table and took his temperature: 36.8℃.
"The fever's gone down!" Shen Yanming breathed a sigh of relief and tiptoed out. He closed the door and let him sleep until he naturally woke up.
After walking around the living room and placing some snacks in an inconspicuous cabinet, Old Shen went out.
Why go out? Of course, to get new ingredients. Although Zhang Heping's fever had subsided, people who have been sick are always a bit weak.
Since the incident happened at his place, Shen Yanming felt it was necessary to give him some rest and recuperation.
But we can't just let things appear out of thin air! There's no other way but to use the guard team as a cover.
Of course, he genuinely wanted to go out for a stroll. He wanted to exercise and also see how the guards traded their valuables.
Shen Yanming headed straight for the agricultural area, having heard that it had livestock farms, breeding farms, orchards, farmland, fish ponds, and even several production lines.
He had only heard of it before, but had never actually been there. He was quite excited about going for the first time.
My colleagues told me that the area was huge, almost like a large town. Although that was a bit of an exaggeration, Shen Yanming had no doubt about the strength of the guard team.
However, when he arrived, he realized that the other person was not exaggerating at all, but was actually being modest.
This place is quite far from where the guards live and train; it looks like we're almost in the mountains.
It covers a vast area, stretching as far as the eye can see.
All he could see was barbed wire fencing extending on both sides of the gate, with signs that read: "High Voltage Danger!"
The young soldier on duty at the entrance greeted Shen Yanming, and after showing his identification, he was led to the transaction area.
After talking with them, I learned that part of the output here is used to provide welfare for the guards' food, drink and other necessities, and the other part is stored in the warehouse as reserve materials.
Less than one percent of the output will be traded to improve the lives of some guards.
Although the quantity was small, it was quite popular among the guards and their families because it was a welfare benefit and the guards didn't need much in exchange for it.
However, in order to benefit more guards, the number of transactions each person can make is limited, just like outside.
After listening to the explanation, Shen Yanming followed the guard to choose what he needed.
Although almost everything he saw was stuff he had already stockpiled, he was still amazed by the abundance of supplies the guard team had.
But thinking about it, it makes sense. If they don't rely on themselves, how can they expect their superiors to provide them with food?
Let's not talk about the past. Qinghua Kingdom had a stable environment and pleasant climate. Every year, the grain harvested from the countryside was enough to replace the grain reserves. But after the apocalypse, grain production has been declining year by year. We can't keep thinking about buying grain from the countryside, can we? Wouldn't that be depriving people of their livelihood?
Although the Alliance established a workforce specifically for production to adapt to the apocalypse, you can't rely on others for everything; that would be like having your lifeline controlled by them. Besides, who would complain about having too much food? There's nothing wrong with self-sufficiency.
Shen Yanming was lost in thought and fell behind the guards.
"What's wrong with you? What are you thinking about?" The guard stopped and looked at Shen Yanming with a puzzled expression.
"It's nothing, I just marvel at the richness of the flora and fauna here."
The guard nodded. "It's good that you know, but don't go spreading it around. If it weren't for the contribution points in your account, the leaders wouldn't have let me take you on a site visit. When they come to trade, they all choose from forms in the lobby."
Shen Yanming smiled gratefully, "Thank you, I'll keep it a secret."
The guard seemed satisfied with his attitude and led him to other places for a visit. When they finally returned to the trading area, the two were carrying four black plastic bags.
This is Shen Yanming using up all of his and Qiao An's annual quota, which includes not only fish and shrimp, but also melons and fruits.
Few people exchanged items like him, so the person in charge of the trading office asked him repeatedly to confirm that he really wanted to exchange that much, and then asked a young soldier to help carry the items back to the dormitory area.
Because of the distance and the weight of the goods, the young soldier drove a supply truck to take him there. After thanking him, Shen Yanming got in with his belongings.
On the way, the young soldier asked him curiously, "Why did you change everything all at once? Are you not planning to have any more treats?"
Shen Yanming could only make up an excuse: "My friend is sick, and I'm planning to get him some nourishing food to improve his life."
He didn't use his wife giving birth as an excuse, because many of the things they got today were not suitable for new mothers.
The young soldier hadn't expected this reason, and after hearing it, he praised Shen Yanming profusely.
People said he was loyal and devoted, which made him so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into a hole and hide.
Although he had the same idea, he ultimately made this trip to provide cover.
The ending was the same, but the initial intentions were different, so he really couldn't bear the other person's praise.
Fortunately, the journey wasn't far, and he arrived at the apartment building in just a few minutes, which saved him from further torment.
Many people went out for morning exercise, and they were all somewhat surprised to see Shen Yanming get off the supply truck.
Seeing that he was carrying four plastic bags made me even more uneasy.
Someone stepped forward and asked, "Yanming, what are you doing? Are you done with it?"
Shen Yanming smiled and explained, "My friend, the one who brought me back yesterday, had a fever last night, so I thought I'd get him some good food to help him recover."
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