Traveling through the barren years, picking up space, picking up food, drinking and picking up husba

Immediately, Boss Cen let out a cry.

"What's the matter? What happened?"

"There will be no dead people in it."

"No." After Boss Cen screamed, all that was left was surprise. He stood up and wiped his face: "Guess what's underneath?"

He asked and answered by himself, baring his teeth and laughing: "It's all food, it's full of food."

The villagers were all stunned, their eyes full of disbelief.

Chen Fugui and the others went down to watch one by one, and after reading them, they climbed up in a daze, raised their arms and cheered: "Hahaha, really, it's all food."

"Yes, those grains are enough for us to last half a year."

The villagers laughed and cried, cried and laughed.

Fleeing all the way, the only thing I was afraid of was hunger.

As long as there is food, there is no panic in my heart.

"The bottom is very big and long. Let's come and clean it later." Boss Cen's mind was spinning quickly, and he immediately arranged things: "No matter how dry the underground is, it will be a little damp. These rice can't be in vain. Now, I have to find a way to prevent moisture."

Cen Abao blinked his big round eyes: "Before I remembered that after the pig urinated in the shed, the milk was too hot and wet, so I smeared it with lime powder. Let's sew the bag with lime powder." Put your head down?"

"Hey, my daughter's head is working, so let's do it like this." Cen Lao said: "In addition, the place inside is quite large, but the food is placed irregularly. Let's go in and order it in a while."

The food business has settled down.

First drag up a bag.

Mrs. Cen said to Li Xiang and the other women: "Don't feel bad, you know, all you have done is physical work these days, and everyone's hungry eyes are sunken. Let's put more rice today to make sure we are full. Only when you are full can you work hard.”

Dozens of pots were served together.

The yellow rice is so thick that a thick layer of rice oil has been boiled out.

The whole village squatted on the ground, sat on wooden benches, and drank the porridge with their mouths turning the sides of the bowl, sweating all over their heads.

"I've eaten and drank enough, let's go around this small island and see if there's anything we can sell or not."

Cen Abao stretched out his little hand to follow.

The island is a huge oval.

Backed by mountains and rivers, there is also a piece of water in front of the entrance, surrounded by forests.

Don't think it's complicated, but the mountains, rivers, and forests are separated from the village where they live, and there is a long distance, so don't worry about danger.

At first, they really couldn't find their way, and felt that there was a fork in the road everywhere.

Thanks to Qi Zeyao, his soul is the soul of a wolf, and he is very sensitive to directions, so he quickly found a way: "This leads to the forest."

"There, it leads to the mountain."

"There, leading to the waterway."

"This is the exit."

Cen Abao is the supporter of Qi Zeyao, and he gave a thumbs up: "Wow, the little dirty boy is really good. I think we should make some signs and put them here as a sign for everyone."

"Yes, just do it."

Not all the people in the village came out, half of them were left by the old men to continue to make doors and windows, and practice meditation on dilapidated houses, and half of the women were left to do some delicate work, such as wiping and wiping.

When Cen Abao yawned, he heard the sound of the magic pen in his mind: activate the function of automatically searching for everything.

"Ah? What do you mean?" This function was turned on inexplicably, which made Cen Abao confused.

The magic pen pretended to be cold again: "Experience it yourself."

Cen Abao pouted: "Okay."

She found that since the successful escape from the famine, the function of the magic pen has gradually increased, as if celebrating.

She was walking, and suddenly...