Natural disasters are coming: the space is busy with stockpiling and farming

Chapter 24: Good Time to Make a Profit

The igloo was empty, with only a thin quilt, the cotton wool in the quilt was slightly exposed, and it was not warm at all.

Jiang Sheng sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the situation in the house. Liu Mucai clasped his hands nervously, fearing that Jiang Sheng would do something to the mother and son.

"Why did you ask him to give me the food back?"

Liu Mucai hugged Wu Qingrui in her arms a little shyly, and said cautiously: "The child's father is a policeman. He was bitten to death by zombies to save our mother. I can't let his son become a thief."

Jiang Sheng looked at the boy's hands that were cracked and bleeding from the cold, and he was still shivering in the arms of his mother.

Looking at the bruised mother and child who were suppressed by the environment in front of her, she always felt that the snow had been falling for too long.

Jiang Sheng put the instant noodles in his hand into the space, turned and walked out of the hut without looking back.

Su Cheng stood outside and waited obediently. Seeing Jiang Sheng coming out of the house, he rushed to meet him.

"Why did you come out in such a short time, I thought you had to stay inside for a while."

Jiang Sheng took out a roasted sweet potato from his pocket, broke off half of it and stuffed it into Su Cheng's hands. The two of them gnawed on the sweet potato and walked out of the fourth district slowly.

Su Cheng suggested going outside the base to see the work progress of Su Chen and Su Shaolun. Jiang Sheng happened to be fine, so naturally he would not object.

The snow fell heavily, and the falling snowflakes blurred people's vision. Wearing snow boots, the two shuttled back and forth in the snow curtain.

Due to the heavy snowfall, no one went out at the base, and no new survivors came to seek refuge. The guard of the gate lazily leaned against the wall, his body covered with snowflakes.

The two showed their IDs from the west gate, and seeing that they were both supernatural beings, the guards didn't stop them, and let them out directly.

Outside the base is still a vast expanse of whiteness. Walking about 500 meters forward, you can see many supernatural beings clearing the snow.

Su Chen was wearing a black down jacket, holding a shovel in his hand, and was shoveling snow on the small cart next to him.

Su Cheng hurriedly greeted him, and handed the roasted sweet potato to Su Chen's mouth.

"Where's our dad? Eat some sweet potatoes and rest for a while, and I'll help you."

Su Chen didn't refuse either, and handed the gloves and shovel into Su Cheng's hands, while he gnawed sweet potatoes beside him.

"At first I thought it would be enough to stockpile food for two months, but now that the heavy snow has not melted, several of their leaders have gone to the conference room to find a way."

"What can we do? We can't get in touch with the outside world, and the road is blocked by heavy snow, so we're depending on the weather. It would be great if the snow stopped sooner."

After Jiang Sheng finished eating half of the sweet potatoes, he took out another bag of fried chestnuts, took out a small bench and sat aside to concentrate on peeling the shells.

Su Chen looked at the progress of the work aimlessly, but suddenly found that Jiang Sheng had also followed, a small group nestled under an umbrella, looking petite and pitiful.

Su Chen walked over and patted the umbrella that Jiang Sheng was supporting, and the snow on the umbrella was shaken off.

Seeing Su Chen coming over, Jiang Sheng put away his umbrella, took out a large four-cornered awning, and handed Su Chen a small bench.

The two sat under the shed, Su Chen racked his brains but couldn't think of what to say.

Jiang Sheng handed the sugar-fried chestnuts in front of Su Chen. Su Chen grabbed a handful and began to peel them seriously.

Jiang Sheng sighed slightly: "When did the snow get so big? How long has it been falling?"

Su Chen kept moving his hands, and said, "I don't know. After the end of the world, the weather will be cloudy and sunny, and I don't know how long the heavy snow will last."

"How much food is left in the base? Can it last?"

"The head of the base has reserves of supplies. Nowadays, ordinary survivors' labor compensation is taken out of the warehouse, and we don't know how much is left.

However, the food in the hands of our supernatural team can only last for about 20 days at most, and there is really nothing we can do if the snow doesn't stop. "

Jiang Sheng stuffed the peeled chestnuts into his mouth. If the snow didn't stop, the whole base would starve to death.

Su Chen stuffed the peeled chestnuts into Jiang Sheng's hands, got up and went to sweep the snow.

The few round chestnuts in Jiang Sheng's palm were still slightly warm, she looked at Su Chen's tall and tall back, grabbed one and stuffed it into her mouth.

With Su Chen's successor in Su Cheng, he took off his gloves and went home with Jiang Sheng. Most of the people around him hurried away trembling, and the whole base was lifeless.

When the two returned home, Su Shaolun was sitting on the sofa frowning, with a pair of muddy boots piled up in front of the door.

Su Shaolun raised his eyes upon hearing the sound, saw Su Cheng and Jiang Sheng coming back, and reluctantly greeted them.

Jiang Sheng sat in front of Su Shaolun: "I heard from Su Chen that you just went to a meeting. Judging by your appearance, the situation at the base is not good, right?"

Su Shaolun sighed, rubbed his temples, feeling extremely dull.

"There is too much snow, and there is no way to go out to find supplies. The base can only operate on surplus food. It is not a long-term solution to sit and eat."

"I heard from Su Chen that the base has reserves, so how long can these reserves last?"

"It can only last for a month at most, and you have to save money to persevere."

Jiang Sheng turned his head and looked out of the window. There was a vast expanse of whiteness, as if it was the only color left in the world.

"What do those meteorologists say?"

"It goes without saying that after the end of the world, the weather is inherently unpredictable. In addition, the equipment is not perfect, so it is difficult to accurately predict the weather."

Jiang Sheng was silent for a moment, comforted Su Shaolun softly, then turned and went to the third floor.

This time the city was closed by heavy snow, her base should have a chance to upgrade.

A lot of seeds have been unlocked in her space store, and there will definitely be a lot of crystal cores in the base. As long as they can exchange the crystal cores with herself for food, she will definitely make money without losing money.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Sheng entered the space with his thoughts, keeping his body in place, as if falling asleep.

The last time we had lunch, Sun Fangyuan gave Jiang Sheng 58 first-level crystal nuclei, and Su Chen gave 50 first-level crystal nuclei plus one second-level crystal nucleus.

In addition to the original 1560 gold coins, a total of 119560 gold coins can be exchanged.

The space is currently level two, and the farm unlocks cabbage (150), soybeans (200), potatoes (200), wheat (220), rice (220), and corn (220).

The Ranch unlocks Baby Chickens (1000) and Ducklings (1000).

Life at the base is pretty good recently, Jiang Sheng didn't pay too much attention to space planting.

This time it was obvious that he could take advantage of the heavy snow to make a fortune, so it was naturally worth the effort.

The crops in the space can be harvested automatically, and only the fruits are left in the warehouse.

Wheat and rice need to pay a certain amount of space before they can be turned into flour and rice.

The quality of all kinds of crops produced in the space is unquestionable, and the taste is much better than the food before the end of the world.

Jiang Sheng spent all the gold coins in the space, and the harvest was quite impressive.

Next, she turned her target to the trading floor, and she needed to study the prices in the trading floor.

Withdrew from the space and looked at the time, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

Mo Siyuan had a cold recently, and after taking the cold medicine Jiang Sheng gave him, he lay down on the bed groggy.

Jiang Sheng propped up a small table and placed it in front of Mo Siyuan, put the food on it, and watched Mo Siyuan eat it in small bites.

"I'm so uncomfortable, Xiaosheng, I can't breathe."

Mo Siyuan's voice was very nasal, and his eyes were so dry that he couldn't open them.

Jiang Sheng put his arms around her waist comfortingly: "Relax, lie down on the bed after dinner and have a good sleep."

After Mo Siyuan finished his meal and fell asleep, Jiang Sheng and Su Cheng ate something hastily, and they walked towards the trading hall.

(End of this chapter)