Chapter 93: You actually have sweet potatoes, that’s amazing.
The two snowmobiles left unimpeded and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
As they watched the snowmobile disappear, the crowd burst into discussion again.
"Just leaving like that?"
"What kind of crappy base is this? Not only did they not take us with them, but once we got there, they wanted us to work for them for free. Fifty kilograms of fuel! If I could find so much in a day, couldn't I just burn it at home?"
"I don't think this is an official base at all. Maybe they are using it as an official base to trick us into working like slaves for them!"
"I think so! Even dogs wouldn't go to this crappy base. Are you going?"
"Of course I won't go. Wouldn't it be nice for him to stay at home? Why should I go there and suffer?"
"That's right, I won't go either!"
While everyone was talking, they were also looking at each other with complicated expressions in their eyes. As for what they were thinking in their hearts, only they themselves knew.
Seeing that the crowd below was gradually dispersing, Nan Ci and the other three withdrew their gaze, turned around and went back to sit on the sofa.
As soon as she sat down, Mu Qianqian couldn't help but ask, "Are they really not going to the base?"
Hearing Mu Qianqian's words, Nan Ci and the other two looked at her at the same time.
Nan Ci had a smile in his eyes, Zhou Ziyang had a helpless look on his face, and the old Taoist priest just laughed out loud.
"Qianqian, your idea is too simple." Zhou Ziyang touched Mu Qianqian's head, "The reason they said that is probably because they don't want too many people in the base. If there are not so many people going to the base, won't their accommodation environment be better?"
Mu Qianqian's eyes widened when she heard this, full of disbelief, "Is that so? I thought they really didn't want to go to the base!"
The old Taoist priest did not continue discussing this topic, but suddenly raised another question.
"Why do you think the base is spreading the word about its existence? Why do they want all the survivors to go there?"
Mu Qianqian looked at the old Taoist priest with more and more surprise, "Master, what you said is very strange. After all, the base is official, and they should consider the people."
"That's true." The old Taoist's eyes became meaningful. "But a base has not been fully built, and the conditions in all aspects are very average. The number of people it can accommodate is also very limited. In this case, it should not be publicized. Otherwise, if the load of the base is exceeded and the operation of the base has problems, the consequences will be more serious."
Mu Qianqian listened to the old Taoist's words and felt that they made a lot of sense. She nodded subconsciously, "Why is that?"
The old Taoist priest looked out the window. "Maybe it's because, in the official view, if the survivors don't go to the base, it may cause more serious consequences."
As for what the consequences would be, the old Taoist priest did not say, and Mu Qianqian did not ask any further questions.
The four of them fell silent, and only the occasional crackling sound of the firewood in the big pot could be heard.
In this situation, Nan Ci suddenly wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes.
When you are in a bad mood, eating something sweet can make you feel better.
Thinking of this, Nan Ci stood up and said, "I have some sweet potatoes over there. I'll get some and roast them."
Mu Qianqian, who had a complicated expression on her face just now, immediately laughed and regained her spirits after hearing these words.
"Nan Ci, you still have sweet potatoes? That's amazing!"
Before the end of the world, sweet potatoes were the most common food, with an annual yield of over 10,000 kilograms per mu.
No matter what day of the year you want to eat sweet potatoes, you can buy all kinds of them by just going to the supermarket.
If you don’t want to make it yourself, you can take a walk on the street and buy roasted sweet potatoes in the store or in the streets.
But now, eating a sweet baked sweet potato is harder than climbing to the sky.
Mu Qianqian herself had forgotten how long it had been since she had eaten roasted sweet potatoes.
Just thinking about the sweet taste makes my mouth water.
Mu Qianqian's greedy look successfully pleased Nan Ci.
For a foodie, finding like-minded foodie friends is a very happy thing.
"I like to eat it, so I bought a lot. Now there are still a lot left."
Nan Ci said this and walked towards the door, opened it and went out.
As soon as he walked out, he saw the door of room 3201 was also opened and Li Chuang walked out.
Li Chuang looked a little hurried at this time, and showed a surprised expression when he saw Nan Ci.
"Nan Ci? Are you guys planning to pack up and go to the base as well?"
Nan Ci shook his head, "We're not going."
Li Chuang was surprised for a moment, but soon nodded in understanding, "You are all capable people, and you don't have to go to the base. You can live well at home. Unlike me, I have a family to support, with old people above and young children below. I really can't stand it at home."
Whether it is the elderly or children, their resistance to cold is not as good as that of young and middle-aged people.
If they were asked to stay near the fire, they might not be able to bear it, let alone go out to find fuel.
Li Chuang and his wife have to go out to look for supplies and fuel. When they are away from home, they also have to worry about the safety of the elderly and children at home, which is really exhausting.
In this case, going to the base is actually a good choice.
At least inside the base, safety is guaranteed to a certain extent.
Although he and Li Chuang were not close friends, Nan Ci still owed Li Chuang a favor, whether it was the submarine or the express transit station. After thinking about it, Nan Ci still gave Li Chuang a reminder.
"There should still be a lot of fuel left from before, right? Bring two barrels with you, maybe it will have an unexpected effect."
Li Chuang's eyes lit up, "Nan Ci, you mean..."
Nan Ci curled the corners of his lips, "I didn't say anything."
After saying this, Nan Ci went straight home and closed the door.
Just at the moment the door was closing, Nan Ci heard Li Chuang's voice.
"Thanks for the reminder."
Nan Ci did not respond, but started looking for sweet potatoes in the space.
If you want the baked sweet potatoes to taste good, you must choose the ones that are long and thin.
When the sweet potatoes are baked in this way, the heat is distributed more evenly, and the situation where the outer skin becomes charred while the inner core is not yet cooked will not occur.
Nan Ci took out a plastic bag and put a dozen long and thin sweet potatoes into it. Then he opened the door and walked out.
Just as she reached the next door, the door opened from the inside. Mu Qianqian poked her head out and looked out, "You're back? Come in, come in!"
Nan Ci walked in as he was told, and handed the bag in his hand to Mu Qianqian with a smile, "You are not waiting for me, but for sweet potatoes!"
Mu Qianqian said seriously, "Nonsense! Of course I'm waiting for you! I'm just waiting for sweet potatoes!"
(End of this chapter)
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