The Zhongs happened to be resting, so they entrusted the two cats to their care. Jiang Ning reminded them, "Grandma Zhong, the temperature has been rising recently. It has risen by more than ten degrees. Have you noticed?"

Grandma Zhong nodded repeatedly, "I just wanted to tell you that the weather station detected that the extreme cold may end soon."

Jiang Ning pretended to inquire, "Did they say what the weather will be like next?"

"It's hard to say, but if the weather warms up, the ice will definitely melt. Don't expect another typhoon or flood, we can't afford it."

Jiang Ning was trying to cover up the truth, "Why do I feel like the snow has gotten smaller these past two days?"

Old people are afraid of the cold, so Grandma Zhong hasn't left the house for a few days, but Jiang Ning's words reminded her, "The temperature will rise, and the snow may stop at any time, and it will be difficult to get water then.

Xiao Jiang, we should be prepared and stock up on some water in advance."

"Grandma is right. We'll stock up when we get back."

After the two left, Grandma Zhong reminded her daughter-in-law, "See if you can replace the water tank or water vat. Who knows what will happen next? We have to make plans in advance."

Food was indeed tight, but the Zhong family had harvested three crops of potatoes, and their life was much better than that of ordinary people. She made a decision, "If it really doesn't work, we can exchange potatoes."

At the same time, Grandma Zhong did not forget to remind the father and son, "Don't just remember to bury your head in work. Now the temperature has changed. Go to the snack bar to get the news. If you know it a day or two earlier than others, our family may have a chance to survive." Zhong Ping

agreed, "Meteorological researchers predict that it may be a hot summer, but it has not been finalized yet, so it has not been announced to the public."

"High temperatures?" Grandma Zhong was terrified. "Uncertain things must not be announced by the higher-ups, otherwise the lower levels will be in chaos."

But it is not without trace. The Agricultural Science Institute is working day and night to study high-temperature resistant crops, which shows that they have predictions.

Grandma Zhong knew how much supplies there were at home. She stared at her daughter-in-law and said, "The temperature is rising. You can't do your job anymore. Ask around in the next few days to see if you can bring back some things to cool down the heat, especially sterilization and disinfection."

Once the ice melts, the corpses and domestic garbage in the water will ferment faster under the high temperature, and there is a high possibility of plague.

Grandma Zhong was horrified when she thought about it. Every day was so difficult.

She had to work hard to stay alive. What if she died one day? What would happen to these three pieces of wood?

…

The things he wanted were quite diverse. Jiang Ning made a list for the sharp-nosed monkey, “Do you have these things?”

“Sister, I will go through fire and water to get what you want.”

The sharp-nosed monkey smiled at people, but when he saw the list, he was dumbfounded and said, “Sister, why do you want these? They are useless.”

Jiang Ning looked at him, smiling but not saying anything.

Oh, the old habit came back again. I want to chat with anyone I know well.

However, second-hand fans, second-hand UBS car refrigerators, saltpeter, stainless steel mesh, mosquito coils, insecticides, water towers?

What the hell is this!

"Sister, we have everything you want. We can even give you brand new electrical appliances."

"No, I want second-hand ones."

"Okay." The monkey responded quickly. "Although the things are not worth much, they are scattered and hard to find. We have to spend time looking for them. Bartering is not cheap."

Jiang Ning nodded. "Exchange with potatoes."

The monkey held up two fingers. "At least this amount?"

"2 jin?"

The monkey almost vomited blood. "No less than 200 jin."

Vampires don't let her be like this!

Jiang Ning teased him, "100 jin."

Really without temper, the monkey said in frustration, "Okay, you are the sister, you have the final say."

It takes time to receive the goods, and they agreed to trade in three days.

It was still early, and the two went to the trading street of the department store to see if they could find what they needed in the future.

Although the temperature was rising, it was still shivering at minus 50 degrees, and there were sporadic pedestrians on the road.

Huo Yishen wore thick gloves and walked forward holding Jiang Ning's hand.

Still not used to being too intimate, she subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back, but he held it tightly.

So Jiang Ning stopped struggling.

When they arrived at the trading street, the two of them strolled around carefully and accidentally found a small thresher half a person's height, which could thresh wheat, mung beans, soybeans, corn and more than ten other crops.

Jiang Ning liked it at first sight and didn't want to rub wheat with her bare hands anymore.

Huo Yishen checked the thresher and found that the belt was well wrapped and not frozen and hardened.

One machine takes 20 kilograms of rice or noodles, and there are 2 machines in total.

The small machine was only thousands of yuan before the end of the world, but now it is even less valuable.

Jiang Ning doesn't lack this little food, but if she gives it without thinking, she will definitely be targeted by the black-eaters soon.

Without electricity, ordinary people can't use it.

Jiang Ning acted like a second-hand vendor, shaking her head and clicking her tongue, without a strong desire to buy.

When the stall owner saw her leaving, he got anxious and asked, "How much did you say?"

The thresher was moved when she was looking for supplies. It was originally useless. It was just a chance to put it on the stall. Finally, someone came to ask for the price, and she couldn't let this fish get away.

The second-hand vendor bargained hard for the purchase, using all kinds of gestures and jargon with the stall owner, and finally the deal was made at 10 kilograms of potatoes per machine.

The thresher is not heavy and can be carried by hand.

Avoiding the flow of people to a remote corner, making sure that there was no one around, and then using Huo Yishen's height to block, Jiang Ning put the machine into the space.

She came back to continue her shopping and stopped in front of a calligraphy stall.

It was an old acquaintance, the one who sold Spring Festival couplets during the Chinese New Year.

The calligraphy was excellent, but how could the survivors appreciate these things when they couldn't even fill their stomachs?

The price was ridiculously low, only one or two meters for one piece, but still no one was interested.

Jiang Ning took a few glances and was about to leave, but the stall owner called her, "Little girl, I see that you are also a calligraphy enthusiast, why don't you buy a few pieces?"

"You write well, but it's not worth much."

The man had a complicated expression and forced a smile and said, "I have good things here, do you want to see them?"

"Collectibles?"

The man lowered his voice, "Ming Dynasty calligraphy."

Jiang Ning perked up immediately. She had no interest in this, but the space was just like this.

The man picked up the bag, unwrapped the cloth, took out the yellowed paper, and carefully spread it out.

Jiang Ning had no artistic talent and couldn't tell anything about the calligraphy, but judging from the paper and the handwriting, it was indeed an old product, but don't doubt the ability to forge before the end of the world.

She asked the person next to her, "What do you think?"

Huo Yishen really looked at it carefully, and after a while he answered, "I think it's okay."

Grandpa loves calligraphy. He had a lot of collections in his early years, and he made many friends with collectors. They would get together from time to time to exchange ideas.

He was still young at that time, and he was influenced by what he saw and heard. He didn't dare to say that he was proficient, but he knew more than ordinary people.

Jiang Ning considered and asked the man, "How much food?"

"Girl, I bought this calligraphy for 5 million a few years ago." He took out the appraisal book, his tone was both excited and heartbroken, "It's definitely worth the money."

Jiang Ning smiled and said nothing.