Doomsday Magic Kitchen

Chapter 143: There Are Less Things

"I didn't learn it from you." Fang Qing was a little embarrassed by what he said.

"However, in the future, you may have to suffer with me." Fang Qing sighed softly. She doesn't have much now, the space kitchen is also closed, and Ah Wu is not here. too little.

"What do you think I am?" Zhenghong glared at her, we have all suffered, "You can, I can, I don't believe it, we can't live with our own hands."

"How can there be?" Fang Qing was taken aback by what Zhenghong said, but now that he saw her, for some reason, he felt more confident.

Yes, as long as they work hard, are they afraid they will starve to death?

She talked to Zhenghong again, took out the noodles and dried vegetables that she had kept for a long time, and had been reluctant to eat, and cooked a large pot of noodle soup. She also called Grandma Shen to join her two children and Zhenghong. After eating, Grandma Shen took the two children out to play, and Zhenghong looked critically at the wall that Fang Qing painted.

"So ugly."

Fang Qing flattened his mouth, "It's okay to be so ugly, I'm a novice." Fang Qing's face turned red when she was told, this was a big blow to her, she thought she was doing a good job Yes, it's very fulfilling, but when Zhenghong said this, she felt a little ashamed.

Zhenghong reached out and ripped off the hat on Fang Qing's head, put it on for himself, stood on the chair, plastered it skillfully, looked at the posture, the movement, the speed, the feeling, and it was not inferior to a man.

Fang Qing was stunned when he saw it.

"Zhenghong, you are amazing."

Zheng Zheng gave her a red and white look, "I haven't done anything."

Fang Qing touched her nose. She was the opposite. She didn't do anything. She was used to relying on Ah Wu and Lu Jin. It seemed that it would take a long time for her to get used to the lack of Lu Jin and Lu Jin. Woo, the days of only relying on your own hands.

However, it's really hard to say.

The speed of Zhenghong building a house is really fast. When Zhenghong is here, Fang Qing can only do it. In addition, with the help of two children, Grandma Shen is responsible for taking care of the two children and burning water, although They didn't eat very well, and they only drank boiled water, but they were very happy. They were busy every day, looking forward to when the house could be built.

Running out of materials, Fang Qing rode a tricycle to find it, found it, and covered it with Zhenghong.Finally, the four walls are almost covered, and the places for windows and doors are also reserved.

The windows and doors are now empty.

"Let's go." Zhenghong tore off the hat on his head, "Let's go to the door and window."

"Okay." Fang Qing looked back at the house they built, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became. Zhenghong's craftsmanship of building a house was really good, and he was not inferior to those men at all. Of course, he was much better than her. It looks more and more like a house.

The two children were watched by Grandma Shen, and they were relieved to have ridden the tricycle and went outside the base.

"How did you get this?" Zhenghong was riding a bicycle. These things are rare now, only in rural areas. Where did Fang Qing find this woman?

"Well, it's not far away." Fang Qing pointed in a direction, "There is a village there, but I didn't dare to go in. It happened that there was a car at the entrance of the village, so I rode out, which is much more convenient than a car."

"En." Zhenghong also thought the same way. Cars are useless now and need oil, and what they lack most now is oil. If the fire goes out in the middle, it will be troublesome, or it will be a human thing. It's best, although it's a little tired, but, at the very least, you don't have to worry about when you run out of oil, just push it away when you run out of oil, and see what to do when the time comes.

"What should I do with this?" Zhenghong stared at the door of a house. This one was good to remove. It was brand new. However, how to fold it, she stepped forward and tried it. Some tools will do.

"I'm coming." Fang Qing walked out and took out a big axe from behind confidently.

"This is not bad, I found it." Fang Qing shook the axe in his hand.

The red eyes twitched, this woman.

Fang Qing walked up, tried the distance, then squinted her eyes and chopped it down with a bang. Her hands were a little numb, but the more she chopped, the more excited she became, and her eyes lit up. They will soon have a new house to live in, a very big house.

Bang bang bang, and several more in a row, Fang Qing threw down the axe in his hand, wiped the sweat on his face, Xiang Zhenghong gestured for victory, um, yes, the door has come down, the door is not too big. It's heavy, even two women can do it. They put the door on the tricycle, and then the window. When Fang Qing arrived, she was an absolutely violent woman. Everything was said with an ax, but, She really cut a lot of things down.

One door, several windows.

"What should I do with the roof?" Fang Qing sat casually on the steps to one side. She was still sweating on a cold day.

"I'll think about it." Zhenghong walked around her from time to time. She couldn't use cement or concrete. It was too heavy, and now there was no condition for them to use those.

Her eyes suddenly saw an old-fashioned asbestos tile that someone seemed to use, "That's it." She pointed to the house, "It seems to be new, we can just tear it down and use it."

"Okay." Fang Qing agreed completely, and they didn't say much. Fang Qing didn't really understand what Zhenghong meant, but she just followed Zhenghong, and Zhenghong took her to the house of the house. That's it, she pointed to the tile on top, and we're going to use that cover.

The two were busy for about a day, and finally got a rough idea of ​​the ingredients. If they are not enough, they may have to continue. When they returned to the base, Grandma Shen had already prepared the meal and was waiting for them to eat it, but it was just some gruel. What, they didn't eat, just waited for them to come back to eat.

After eating, the street lights are not considered dark. Fang Qing and Zhenghong are still busy building the house. They need to build the house in the shortest time. Otherwise, they don't even have a place to live. Grandma Shen's broken tent is not enough to keep out the wind and rain, and Fang Qing's little broken house doesn't even have a sleeping place, so now, before the house is built, she and Zhenghong just find a place to snuggle up. At night, the two children slept in the bed, and they could get by.

The doors are installed, and the windows are installed overnight. The asbestos tiles on the roof are missing a few pieces. I have to go and get some tomorrow. The inside of the house has to be painted and the furniture has to be pulled. These are all things to do. It's not a problem. They figured it out. There are two big houses here, and one can be separated as a kitchen. She and Zhenghong each have one, and the two children are with Grandma Shen, so they get up later. Nor will they be hungry.

The next day, after a hasty meal, Fang Qing and Zhenghong had already set off. Now many people are like them, thinking about building their own houses, and the general district is also busy, and even a few rooms are open. Now, the base does not interfere in these matters, but it stipulates a place to build a house, otherwise there will be no place for new survivors to live in.

Fang Qing and Zhenghong found a few pieces of asbestos tiles again and pulled a cart. They were going to cover a few more layers so that it might be warmer. Then they found a place that sold materials and brought something like white ash. Paint the wall white, it doesn't have to be white, as long as it looks good.

This time, they were busy for a few days, building roofs, and painting walls. The two were so busy that they didn’t even have time to eat. They even went outside to get a few beds. They are all ready-made, just put them inside .

(End of this chapter)