My Fresh Food Supermarket Tong Daming

Chapter 37 The First Rain
With the end of the autumn harvest, the weather began to gradually cool up.

Especially Master Mu and his group could clearly feel the coolness attached to their skin in the middle of the night.

This made them anxious.

This dilapidated shed obviously won't last for a few days.

They had to build a house that could really withstand the cold before winter came.

In order not to report to the underworld in advance, they can be said to have inspired the will to survive to the extreme.

Go up mountains and down rivers, touch fish and catch chickens.

As long as there are living places, they are there.

As long as it is work, they will definitely rush to do it first.

Master Mu even participated in the road construction at the age of more than fifty years old.

The villagers of Xiahe Village saw that this group of people worked so hard to make up for their own merits. In just a few days, their labor intensity surpassed that of the servants of the fairy elders.

This will not work!

If even these people with bad karma can't compare, what will the immortal chief think of them in the future?
Xia Changshou also saw this problem and raised his arms and shouted, isn't it just a job?
They can't do anything else, but they haven't convinced anyone in the field of work.

Master Mu paved two miles a day, and Xia Changshou led the villagers to spread half a mile more than them even in the dark.

The villagers picked ten baskets of mountain products a day, and the nurses had to pick eleven baskets even if they couldn't eat dinner.

The result of the introversion between the two parties is that the speed of road construction is surprisingly fast.

The journey from Xiahe Village to Shanghe Village is more than ten miles. In less than a week, the people repaired the dirt road that was originally full of potholes and made it extremely smooth.

Not only did he press the soil very firmly, but he was so careful that there were no larger stones on the road.

There is basically no bumpy feeling when the carriage walks on it.

Everyone has lost a lot of weight, and they are obviously more energetic.

Seeing the crazy introversion of the two groups of people, Zhou Ze introduced the "points" system on a whim.

The villagers can get points whether they go up the mountain to pick or build roads.

And the points can be used to exchange for some modern items with him.

When Zhou Ze announced the news, everyone was overjoyed.

Just because they saw piles of supplies piled up in the open space in the center of the village.

The fairy noodles that make one's mouth salivate at a glance and can't be forgotten are even piled higher than the roof at this moment!
Not only that, but also piles of snowflake noodles, bags of polished round-grained rice, golden and translucent oil, refined salt, icing sugar... They even saw boxes of canned braised pork in the supplies!
Everyone's eyes were red on the spot. If Zhou Ze hadn't repeatedly emphasized that overwork is not allowed, they would have wished for twelve hours.

Of course, in order to bring back so many supplies without being discovered by others, Zhou Ze even spent huge sums of money to exchange for a second-hand box, drove to the wholesale market to purchase in person, and then carried the goods over in the dead of night.

Xia Changshou was designated by Zhou Ze as the administrator, and the villagers' points were recorded in the account according to the labor and harvest of the villagers. At the same time, if the villagers wanted to exchange points for supplies, they had to come to him.

For this reason, Zhou Ze asked Mu Guanjia to teach him how to read.

On the spot, Xia Changshou cut his wrist and pointed to the sky, swearing that if he showed any partiality, he would be tortured by the underworld forever.

When Mr. Mu tentatively exchanged for a pack of instant noodles, everyone's enthusiasm was visibly raised to the extreme.

With these foods, their whole family can easily face the coming cold winter. Both the old and the young believe that this year's cold winter will be the most comfortable one they have ever lived.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Seeing the tears streaming down Master Mu's face after taking a bite of instant noodles, everyone could not wait to go to the mountain immediately.

Unfortunately, God did not wish.

The originally clear sky in the distance appeared densely covered with black clouds at some point, and at the same time, there were gusts of cold wind blowing. The air soon felt the humidity, and Zhou Ze hurriedly asked people to move the supplies into the house.

It is going to rain.

Looking at the endless black clouds in the distance, Xia Changshou couldn't help but said worriedly:

"This cloud doesn't look good."

Zhou Ze then looked at him.

"Xianchang, although the old man has little ability, he can rely on the sky to feed himself. The old man has lived for so long and has never seen such darkness. I'm afraid it's raining heavily today."

Hearing what Xia Changshou said, Zhou Ze suddenly felt a little bad.

Because he clearly saw that before the dark clouds arrived, the mud wall beside him seemed a little damp.

"Longevity, do you think the rain will affect everyone's house?"

"Xianchang, the old man can't tell for sure, we won't know until it rains..."

As the black clouds quickly swept in, the sky outside was as dark as night at this time, and the wind gusted before the rain.

Seeing the power of the typhoon at this time, Zhou Ze hurried out to disperse Master Mu and his party to various houses, and at the same time brought Huang Hu's family back to the main house.

As far as their living environment is concerned, they can't resist the devastation of heavy rain.

As for the old cattle and mules, they were driven into the shed early.

I hope Xiahe Village will be safe and sound.

The moment the rain fell, Zhou Ze completely gave up his fantasy.

That's right, the rain is falling!
In just a split second, Zhou Ze couldn't see the situation outside clearly.

At the same time, a puff of white smoke rose from the ground.

This scene is what people often say is smoke under the rain!

After a while, everyone felt water droplets falling from their heads.

"Immortal Elder... I'm afraid the house won't be able to handle it!" Xia Changshou panicked.

In the heavy rains of previous years, the rain clouds are often about to disperse when the house starts to drip.

But it's different now. Not long after it rained, it began to rain lightly inside the house, but it was still dark outside, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Even through the rain curtain, the panic of the old scalper could be heard.

"No, you can't just sit here and wait for death." Zhou Ze's uneasiness grew stronger and stronger.

He hadn't forgotten that Xiahe Village was located at the foot of two mountains, and if such intense rain would not stop for a while, it might cause mountain floods.

And even Xia Changshou's house couldn't bear the rain, let alone other villagers' houses.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ze spent a lot of effort to send back all the supplies he brought.

Reappears with boxes of raincoats and a large folded canopy.

These are the ones he just went out to buy.

In this short period of time, there were a few more water leaks in the room, and the water droplets had turned into streams.

"I can't wait any longer. Your house can't bear it at all. Hurry up and take all the villagers to the protruding stone platform."

While speaking, there was a loud noise in the ears of several people.

Xia Cuier's family turned pale. This is because the firewood house they temporarily lived in was collapsed by the heavy rain!
"It's not too late, let's go!" Zhou Ze distributed the raincoats and showed them how to put them on. He picked up a box of raincoats with his headlamp on and went out against the heavy rain.

Xia Changshou and Huang Hu followed closely behind.

There are already ready-made examples of this, and other villagers' homes must not escape the fate of collapse.

As soon as he came out, he was extremely grateful for the decision he had made.

It's just that the village has already become a world of yellow mud soup at this time.

All the mud houses where the light shines have melted to varying degrees.

The mountains on both sides are continuously pouring water into the village at this moment.

The former stream is now soaring, looming the size of a small river.

Pushing away a villager's house, they found that the family was huddled in a corner with panic on their faces. Seeing that the person who came was actually a fairy, the family relaxed a lot.

Zhou Ze threw them a few sets of raincoats and told them to follow Xia Changshou quickly, and then hurried to the next house.

Hurry up, hurry up.

You must hold on, don't collapse now.

At this time, his expression was extremely anxious, and he knew very well that if the roof could not withstand the test of the rain and collapsed, the life and death of the people in the house would be unpredictable.

(End of this chapter)