I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

When Jiang Chen moved all the contents of these two warehouses, it was almost evening.

Fortunately, the volume of the storage space has been expanded to more than 20 cubic meters. If the small volume of the initial cubic meter of the transitional wristband is used, I fear that he will not be able to finish the thousands of tons of supplies.

“My God, are you robbing the granary?” Looking at the box piled up in the backyard, Sun Jiao was completely stuck.

Although there was no shortage of food in the base, she saw it for the first time.

“Does this food still need robbery? On our side, such a pile will have more than 700,000 US Dollars.” Looking at what Sun Jiao did not know, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but slip a smile. Expressive tone said.

The cost of these “100US Dollars” is still spent on logistics. Around Pannu Archipelago, a farming and animal husbandry Great Nation, the wholesale prices of agricultural products from Australia and New Zealand are very cheap.

“This is too much…” Looking at the pile of hills, Sun Jiao said half-openingly, silly.

Watching Sun Jiao’s face look like a stark look, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but laugh and reached for a hand on her waist.

“Well, don’t stand it silly, let people move things into the granary.”

The cheeks were reddish, and Sun Jiao seemed to be aware of his own gaffes, so he gave him a glimpse of him and turned to the community center outside the villa to find Wang Qing.

Looking at the back of Sun Jiao’s running away, Jiang Chen turned to the dark sky in the distance.

It is already February. When this month is over, the heavy snow almost stops.

In Wasted Earth, spring is the hunting season.

Whether it was the foreign-species that had just ended their hibernation, or the gangsters who had been silent for a whole season, they waited eagerly for snow and waited for the two-legged or four-legged prey to be drilled from under the ruins.

“A lot of things really happened this winter.” Shaking his head, Jiang Chen tightened his coat and walked inside the villa.

……

1302 tons of materials were not completed until noon the next day and were stored in categories.

Of these, 300 tons of food are left in the base as reserves and for daily consumption. The remaining 1002 tons were sent through the sewers to Sixth Block’s warehouse, some of which were used for local sales. The other part was transported by Zhao Group’s trade fleet to nearby Su City and Hang City. Subcrystals and other hard-selling hard currencies were replaced. .

Throughout the day, the base is immersed in the joy of harvest.

Although they did not know how these foods were brought into the base, this did not hinder the survivors in the base and smiled joyfully at the filling granary. Although not everyone is eligible to eat in the cafeteria, as long as they work hard, they will one day be Upper-class Citizen and enjoy unlimited rations.

It coincides with the New Year.

With Jiang Chen’s temporary intent, the survivors set up a snow-covered shed in the square in front of the community center and launched the “New Year’s Eve Dinner.”

Tonight only, regardless of status, as long as there is interest, anyone can apply to a stall, cooking out of the food they like to eat, and share with others the food that they personally made.

There is no limit to the supply of food in the granaries, and the people at the base logistics department will be responsible for supplying food and fuel to the stalls that are out of stock.

The only iron rule that needs to be followed is one, that is to eliminate waste! How much to eat, how much to discard food, will be severely punished by the base.

However, it turns out that the addition of this rule is obviously a matter for Jiang Chen.

Where are those who have never seen the world go to hell? Where are they willing to waste? One by one when eating really can not wait for the belly to break through, only hate the aunt to have two mouths.

Considering that there was no such thing as a stomach-reducing diet, considering that for a moment, Jiang Chen had no choice but to make a supplementary clause: “No vomiting within 24 hours, otherwise I will eat it all!”

How many times this order is to make the hungry ghosts a bit savory, and to enjoy food more reasonable.

It was certainly not enough to eat, but survivors raised a bunch of bonfires in the Central of the square and began impromptu talent shows.

Singing is not necessarily a good idea, dance is not necessarily beautiful, but the excitement is no doubt.

People are holding a hot bowl and sitting in the square Central, drinking hot soup and munching on the barbecue, it is not happy.

Although the radiation dust on top of the sky is still depressing, and the pale snow is still cold, the fire debris that rises above the fire is a haze that fills people’s hearts.

Standing on the roof of the community center side by side with Sun Jiao, looking at the face on the square filled with a happy smile, Jiang Chen’s face also can not help but surface a smile.

“Is it fun?” Looking at Jiang Chen’s face, Sun Jiao smiled.

“of course.”

Half a year ago, it was only a half villa area. Not to mention being inaccessible, that is, zombie could not see a few.

However, who would have thought that just six months later, this place has been transformed into a bustling appearance.

Looking at the smiling face of Jiang Chen’s mouth, Sun Jiao’s cheeks were red and his mouth was filled with a smile.

Not because of the growth of the base, but because of the growth of the person in front of them.

Six months ago, she also did not think that he would grow into an outstanding appearance today.

“Yes, I don’t know how much food I need to consume tonight.” Although she complained, she couldn’t see any opposing expression on her face. It was like a quarrel between lovers.

“The material conditions are basically met, and the construction of mentalcivilization is also very important. It will consume energy in outdoor sports and it is always good to smoke alcohol and drugs.” Jiang Chen laughed.

“It is also said.” Looking at the lively atmosphere in the square, Sun Jiao’s face appeared a touch of nostalgia.

“What are you thinking about?”

“It’s a long way off.”

Sun Jiao said with nostalgic tone, “In the days of Sanctuary, although the seasonal temperature is not felt, people will gather to celebrate this special day. I vaguely remember that whenever this day comes, My father told us about the story on the ground, saying that it was snowing, people were setting off firecrackers and eating delicious new year’s dinner… Although I waited for Sanctuary to open, I realized that everything was false and everything was just a fairy tale. .”

The Sanctuary, which locked the years of closure, is like an isolated island. Isolated from the radiation, but also isolated from all electromagnetic signals, can not receive any messages from the outside world.

However, people still believe that when the iron gate is opened, everything will be good. After all, what remained in these people’s eyes was merely the halo of the nuclear explosion, not the relentlessness of the blast sweeping the crowd.

“Do you think… Did your father lie to you?” Jiang Chen asked softly.

“I used to think that way before, but then I understood it more or less.” Sun Jiao shook his head and looked somewhat complex and staring at the bonfire that was not far away. “People are such fragile creatures, if you can’t see hope, Can’t live.”