Chapter 420 407: Doomsday is King (180)

Outside, although everyone is very tired, the days of opening up wasteland are not as easy as those at the base, but that is also a day when everyone is happy together, there is no intrigue, even if there is, it is not a big deal,
She and Lu Yao had the final say in the base, and the people below only had to follow their plans, but after returning home, she felt very tired, and she couldn't say anything to her parents. Sighing, at this moment, I feel that Lu Yao is really a person who thinks too clearly.

But after thinking about it, he also felt that if he lived outside often in the future, he would not be able to see his family from time to time, and he would have to come back at most two or three times a year. In fact, there was no need to be angry with his mother. There is no need, he thought so,
I just followed Lu Yao's temperament, and didn't bother to argue with her mother or get angry. I can only say that his mother is different from others, and she may value herself more.
Song Qingyuan thought so and slept comfortably at night. When he woke up the next morning, he went to have a dinner with his former friends.

Because it was originally agreed to have a dinner party, these people were not surprised when they saw him, they came up and hugged his shoulders with a smile and said, "You really mean what you say, let's go Walk."

Song Qingyuan smiled and was dragged away by a group of people. These were all his friends from the base in the past. Everyone got along together, and they are also a small part of the eighth team.
The team members did not follow them to open up wasteland in the base outside. He also met today and talked about the situation outside. When they heard that they could build houses in the base outside, some team members were envious. Envious and don't know what to say,
Some people regretted why they didn’t go out with them at the beginning, while others felt that it was hard work to open up wasteland outside. Even if they had a house, it would be nice to have a place inside. “Do you have enough food?” Suddenly, one person asked one sentence,
Song Qingyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party. He saw that the other party was smiling but not a smile. There seemed to be a little sarcasm in his tone. Song Qingyuan immediately understood what he wanted to say, and immediately closed his eyes and pursed his lips. "Of course it's enough to eat, we have produced a lot of grain this winter," the man seemed to think his words were a little funny, and he didn't quite believe it.
"Really, we can produce hundreds of thousands of catties of grain a year here." After breeding and a series of urgings, including some more formal planting links, the grain in the base here at the headquarters not only needs to supply They eat by themselves, and they have to send some supplies to the various bases for rescue, so the food headquarters of their bases are also enough to eat, no matter how rich they are.

Song Qingyuan didn't say much, his expression was very indifferent, "It's only 10,000+ catties, it can't compare with the base."

"What?? 10,000+ catties??" However, when he said this, everyone around the table was stunned, really dumbfounded.

10,000+ catties! !

Their base is only a few hundred thousand catties a year! !

Song Qingyuan and the others remember that they went to the base outside to open up wasteland for less than half a year, maybe four or five months at most...

This, this is 10,000+ catties? ? ?And this is just the beginning?
Everyone was stunned, unbelievable, how could the output be so high?Even before the doomsday, this output is too high,

Song Qingyuan hooked his lips, but calmly said, "It's nothing, it's just that everyone is working hard, but we are basically self-sufficient in the base now, and there is no problem. Even if the headquarters is not supplying food now, there is enough food. survived by itself,"

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard the words.

There was a sudden silence, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, staring at each other, as if they were still immersed in each other's words,

The atmosphere is weird.

Hard to believe.

After a while, someone came out to smooth things over, "Oh, it's rare for everyone to see each other, so don't talk like that, be happy, brother Qingyuan won't stay here for long, and will leave in a few days,"

"Just seeing this," someone came over with a smile and smoothed things over.

A few people couldn't hold back their face immediately. They originally called people over for a dinner party, but they didn't expect it to develop into such an embarrassing situation, so they quickly started talking with a smile.

Song Qingyuan didn't care how a few people treated him. They said they were close or not close. Song QY City thought that he hadn't seen these old friends for a long time. It would be nice to meet and talk, eat and so on.

But I saw someone satirizing their base just now, but the people in their base worked so hard in the past, they almost worked from dawn to dusk, and they didn't want anything, so why should they be ridiculed like this?
So I couldn't hold back the rebuttal.

Looking back at the pale face of the man, Song Qingyuan felt comfortable for a few seconds, then ignored it, she also laughed, chatted and ate with everyone, and it was already afternoon when everyone dispersed and left, Song Qingyuan He went back to the headquarters and checked with his father.
These days, they talked about the process outside again, how they grow food outside,
"Your method is not bad, but how many spawning abilities do you have in your base?"

Song Qingyuan really didn't want to talk about this topic, because he always felt that his father wanted to rob her when he asked him about it, but after pondering for a while, he said, "Two or three, not many, but It's enough, too,"

"Two or three," Song's father heard, smashed his mouth, and his mind became active.

Song Qingyuan knew what his father wanted to do when he saw his father like this, he was a little upset, and said angrily, "If you want to borrow someone, I can lend it to you, but if you want to ask the person directly to the headquarters, then I will Disagree,"

Song's father was seen through his mind, "cough, cough" twice, covering his mouth with one hand, "Why do you talk like that, kid, is your father like this?"

Song Qingyuan narrowed his eyes.

Looking at each other a little speechlessly.

The so-called between father and son.

Can't you understand the nature of the other party?

What kind of temper is his father?

What do you think.

Could he not know?
Father Song saw his son looking at him like this.

Immediately I couldn't help being embarrassed again.

He also glared at him angrily, "Look at what you look like, what's wrong with labor and capital borrowing someone from you, and you won't pay it back if you don't say it."

Naturally, the more food in the headquarters, the better.

In the past, he didn't know the preciousness of this kind of spawn-type supernatural being.

The team didn't take it seriously either.

Who would have thought it would be like this now? ?

(End of this chapter)

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