Chapter 124 Nan Ci, you are too smart!
The old Taoist priest stood at the door of the tent with his hands in his pockets, looking up with a look of regret on his face.
"I've only heard of the Meat Mountain before, but never seen one. Today I've learned a lot!"
Nan Ci held the thermos cup and walked slowly to the old Taoist priest. "There is more meat and less food, and even less vegetables. I guess he will eat too much meat and throw up soon."
At the end, Nan Ci sighed.
If other survivors heard this, they would definitely think that Nan Ci was ungrateful for what he had.
But Nan Ci was not showing off, he was stating the truth.
Eating too much meat will not only make you feel greasy, but also cause internal heat, various physical discomforts, and it is possible to vomit after eating too much.
The old Taoist priest sighed deeply, "I had managed to get the soil, planted the seeds, and carefully tended them. They had almost sprouted, but the earthquake wiped out everything."
At that time, they threw supplies down from the upper floor, but did not throw the flower pots down with them.
Compared with that little bit of vegetables, other supplies are of course more important.
I wanted to get it done later, but the building had collapsed, was buried under the snow, and was now frozen solid.
Not to mention that they can’t be dug out, even if they can be dug out, the vegetables inside would have already frozen to death.
The temperature where they live now is not high enough to grow vegetables.
Zhou Ziyang and Mu Qianqian also came over at this time, and they also frowned, not only because they remembered the vegetables they had planted, but also because of Nan Ci's words that there was more meat than food.
All the food they have now is the vacuum-packed food they found when they were looking for supplies before.
The weather this year was weird. It started raining heavily in May and the crops were soon flooded.
It can be said that this year is a real waste of resources.
We can still look for food from previous years as survival supplies.
But what about next year?
Zhou Ziyang spoke in a deep voice. "If we can't grow new crops, life will only be more difficult next year."
When the old Taoist heard this, he laughed out loud.
“I can see that you are young but you think a lot.
Whether you can live to see next year is uncertain, why worry about next year?"
Although this may not sound good, it is the truth.
They had collected so many supplies, but they didn’t know whether they could survive until next year, not to mention the survivors who had very few supplies.
Not to mention next year, it is still unclear whether they can live to tomorrow. Thinking about next year is too far away for them.
Hearing what the old Taoist said, Zhou Ziyang was not angry, but laughed instead.
Of course he knew that what the old Taoist priest said was true.
Zhou Ziyang laughed at himself, "I just thought of this and sighed. If you really want me to find a way for them to survive, I don't have that ability."
It is important for a person to know himself, and Zhou Ziyang possesses this good quality.
Mu Qianqian reached out and held Zhou Ziyang's hand, "Ziyang, don't think too much. We are just ordinary people. It is enough for us to take care of ourselves and not cause trouble to others. If the sky falls, there will be someone taller to hold it up. As for the survivors, those in power will naturally take care of it."
Zhou Ziyang shook Mu Qianqian's hand back and said, "Qianqian, you are right. Instead of thinking about those things, you might as well think about how we are going to eat the goose tonight."
When they were talking about this, Nan Ci felt sorry and had no interest at all, and didn't even want to say a word.
But when he heard them say they wanted to eat goose, Nan Ci instantly became interested.
"If there is an iron pot, of course we should eat the goose stewed in the iron pot, and then add some cornmeal to make pancakes. It's all in one pot, which is convenient and delicious."
Nan Ci's few simple words aroused the appetite of the other three people present.
The three of them swallowed their saliva at the same time, and the old Taoist priest no longer put his hands in his pockets, "What are you waiting for? Hurry and get your knife!"
It takes some time to clean up such a big goose.
The goose was too big, so after some discussion they decided to start with the legs.
First pluck the hair from the legs, then start peeling the skin.
Duck feathers are thick and dense, especially those on the legs. They are not as long as those on the wings, but they are very dense.
Because the goose was magnified countless times, the feathers that should have been short were now as long as an adult's arm.
When you hold it in your hand, it doesn't feel like goose feathers, but more like a huge feather fan.
Unable to feel the texture through the gloves, Nan Ci simply took off the glove on his right hand and carefully touched the duck feather in his hand.
It feels slightly cool to the touch, but very soft and warm, not prickly at all.
When you play with it with your hands, it feels thin and dense, just like countless fine silk threads neatly arranged together.
etc!
silk?
Nan Ci's eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes began to shine as he looked at the goose feather in his hand.
Mu Qianqian was standing next to Nan Ci and noticed her change at the first moment.
"Nan Ci, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with the goose feather?"
Nan Ci turned to look at Mu Qianqian, "Do you think these geese are afraid of the cold when they are alive?"
Nan Ci's question stunned Mu Qianqian.
Mu Qianqian blinked several times before answering hesitantly, "It shouldn't be... cold!"
When they saw the geese, they were running wildly.
Facing the cold wind and heavy snow, they moved at a very fast speed and did not show any sign of being afraid of the cold.
Nan Ci then asked, "Then tell me, why are they not afraid of the cold?"
"Why?" Mu Qianqian frowned, her eyes unconsciously falling on the goose feather in Nan Ci's hand, her eyes suddenly brightened, "Could it be... because of the goose feather?"
"I'm not sure." Nan Ci said softly, "But I think it's very likely. This hair looks a lot like silk thread. If we can use it to weave cloth and make clothes, maybe we can test its effect."
If it is true as she guessed that these goose feathers have the function of keeping warm, then do they no longer have to wrap themselves up like bears in the future?
Who wants to wear layer upon layer of heavy cotton clothing when there are light and warm clothes to wear?
Wearing too many clothes is not only inconvenient for movement, but more importantly, it is not that warm.
I can only say that it's not freezing to death, but it's not that warm either.
"Nan Ci, you are so smart!"
Mu Qianqian looked at Nan Ci with shining eyes, "What's wrong with your brain? How could you think of this? I was just thinking about stewing the goose in an iron pot, and didn't think about this at all."
Looking at the extremely excited Mu Qianqian, Nan Ci smiled helplessly, "Don't be too happy too soon, I'm just guessing. Besides, can you weave cloth?"
If there was no way to spin these goose feathers into cloth, then all her guesses would be empty talk.
(End of this chapter)
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