Chapter 230 229. Roasted Whole Lamb

How does logistics store supplies? Isn't that simple?!

"The cellar!" Zhou Qian went to Area 69 to inquire, and only found this. His familiar comrade smiled bitterly and scratched his head: "What else can we do? We had little electricity before, and now we can't afford it. A disaster, let alone smartphones, we are almost back to the last century."

The other party smiled bitterly and looked at him again, curiously: "Why are you interested in these things? Didn't you only care about the front-line things before? And, every summer, the training hall uses ice to cool off. You don't think it's really all made by psychics every day, right?"

That would really make it difficult for people with special abilities.

Firstly, given their popularity, it is impossible for them to go to the defense force every day.

Secondly, they couldn't supply such a large amount - freezing a large block of ice and constantly reinforcing it could temporarily preserve a goat or a pheasant for three to five days, but how many people would it take to maintain such a large venue?

"So, our camp has an ice cellar. You haven't never noticed it, have you?"

This is really...

Zhou Qian sighed, "It's like going back to the days before liberation." He really didn't pay much attention to it, after all, everyone still used air conditioning in the summer a few years ago. Thinking of Huaiyu's expectation, he fell silent.

After thinking it over, he was unwilling to give up: "Who in the team knows how to dig a cellar? I'll find some time to learn how to dig one for my own home."

There are so many vegetables in Huaiyu, and when they are harvested, there needs to be a place to store them. Having a cellar is obviously much more convenient.

The logistics guy was able to find someone: "After a while... Aren't you going to treat us? Let them work together every time you treat us to a meal!"

Zhou Qian just smiled and said nothing.

No matter what era it is, the three words "roasted whole lamb" have great appeal. Now, the greedy brothers are clamoring for it. Even if Zhou Qian tells them to remember to bring a bag of salt as food expenses, it does not affect everyone's happiness.

A mere packet of salt is no match for barbecue!

After everyone discussed it, another person went to the logistics department to exchange a bag of carbon tape. Huai Yu had just arrived at Zhou Qian's house when he heard someone coming happily from a distance.

The next moment, the acquaintances who had come to eat last time greeted her, and then neatly threw bags of black charcoal on the ground, and soon a small mountain was piled up.

Huaiyu was stunned.

The other party was very casual: "Sister, I don't know how to weave baskets, but I have the strength. Just use it to do what you need."

Others also sighed:

"Roasting a whole lamb, it must be roasted over charcoal! Zhou Qian used to be like a robot that only drank nutrient solution in the team. Now that he's retired, he gets to eat delicious food every now and then... He's hiding it too well!"

"That's right!" This statement caused public outrage: "After so many years, he has never treated us to such a good meal! He only thought of us after retiring..."

Everyone was excited, but their hands were busy at all. While cleaning the yard, they were also walking around the yard checking for omissions and filling in the gaps.

Huaiyu laughed and said, "Then please wash the big barrel in the corner. I will prepare the ingredients later and marinate the mutton in it."

"Anyone strong enough to help me pack up the other bundle of metal bars and wires?"

To roast a whole lamb, one needs something to hold the whole lamb apart. These unused metal objects were all found out from the pile of scrap iron that Fanta was dealing with, and some of them were even covered with rust.

But in this day and age, who cares about that? As long as it can be used after washing and cleaning, and it doesn't kill people, that's enough.

And some——

"I'm preparing the marinade for the mutton now, and Brother Zhou Qian is cleaning the mutton. You guys can use something to prick the meat later."

"Otherwise, this sheep is too big. If you don't pierce it through, the flavor won't get in, and it won't taste good when roasted."

Everything was related to the delicious food tonight, and everyone was working with great enthusiasm and anticipation.

Huaiyu was currently packing other vegetables.

This sheep was actually quite large. A typical roasted whole sheep would weigh only about 10 to 20 kilograms, but the one she got weighed 40 to 50 kilograms. Even without the internal organs and fur, it was still larger and stronger than other sheep.

But no matter how big they are, the group of people in front of us are a group of human-shaped gluttons!

Last time she cooked so much, it was all eaten up. Now it is obviously unrealistic to fill her stomach with just this one sheep.

But the weather was too hot, and Huaiyu no longer had the patience to prepare those big meals, so he simply stewed potatoes, eggplants, and cowpeas in a pot, and ate a combination of meat and vegetables to fill his stomach.

There was a group of brothers who were idle. They looked around the yard and looked outside. They couldn't help but feel regretful: "If I had known that the floor of the house should not be hardened so well, I could have helped you build a cellar."

"Yes. The people from the Construction Department should have built the cellar directly when they came. But if you need it now, our brothers have enough strength and can help you dig it."

I don't know whether the soil is dug solidly or not.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Zhou Qianxin said, "I have never cooked at home, so what did I hide in the cellar? Is it the sparse bunch of onions and garlic outside?"

At this moment, I had to decline: "We don't eat much, and we can't store so many vegetables. There's no need to dig a cellar."

"Besides, there are some techniques for digging a cellar. Before I learn how to do it, you guys don't need to do it. Don't come back and dig a hole and collapse the entrance of my house."

This is really possible, and everyone laughed.

While chatting and working, when the atmosphere was just right, Zhou Qian suddenly asked, "When will you go to the wasteland next time?"

This is not a secret, and the comrades are very frank: "In the summer, plants are irritable and difficult to deal with, so we should avoid this period. There is no notice yet, and I estimate that the earliest we will have to wait until September. If we don't set off in September, we will arrange it in November - similar to previous years."

"By the way, why are you asking this?"

Zhou Qian shook his head and said nothing.

He originally intended to ask on behalf of Huaiyu.

Since the other party is determined to go to the wilderness, it is obviously very important to go when.

The defense army's plan has not changed for the time being, proving that the forecast given by the Meteorological Bureau is relatively accurate. If Huaiyu must go, she can also refer to this time period, as the temperature drops and it is her only chance.

only……

Zhou Qian thought of the dangerous wasteland and couldn't help but feel a headache again -

The little girl is just like Ningning, she is obedient but when she gets stubborn, she can’t be pulled back!

If he didn't make a plan first, who knows what he might do impulsively when the other party got anxious! Huaiyu had obviously heard this answer, and now he was thinking silently -

I probably won't be able to catch up with the September one, so if I leave in November, can I see Lin Xuefeng before the Chinese New Year this year? Update 2, good night.