Chapter 939 God will not give you a way to survive (2)
The three meals provided by the base are still satisfying as usual, and even the proportion of meat provided has slightly increased.
Those who know the truth clearly know that the base knows that this year’s harvest will not be good, and is worried that the food allocated by the superiors will be discounted this year. Now it has begun to consciously save grains, and uses the base’s own stockpile of dried vegetables, dried mushrooms, and other mountain products and even wild animals to slow down the consumption rate.
However, the heavy study tasks left him little time to think too much. He just thought, meat, who can object to a lot of meat these days!
To talk about other feelings…
It’s just that it rains too much and it’s really annoying. It’s uncomfortable to have wet clothes every day. The perverted base is not a human being and makes them squat in the rain every day, punch and run around.
Shu Yue and Bai Hengyu planted crops, fruits and vegetables in the flower house in the second courtyard garden, built sweet potato plant baskets under the verandah, raised fish, shrimps and crabs in the pond, and planted lotus and water chestnuts. Now they are done It was almost all they could do at their age, so they gave up.
They returned to their daily routine of taking care of Bai Lienan Qingyuan, completing their schoolwork, studying medicine and poisoning, and returning to the fence courtyard on time to check in at noon.
However, Shuyue Baihengyu is not the only one who secretly engages in planting and breeding.
Since the spring snow melted, Jian Zhong and the others in the fence courtyard have always been aware of the situation in Baijia Village. Of course, they would not naively think that no one in the village had a way to survive, that there was no harvest in the ground, and that those who ate public grains still had food to grow. Come down, they would rather support themselves than these.
In addition to finding high-lying rainy slopes for planting as mentioned earlier, they also did some other things.
The original vegetable garden in the small courtyard was surrounded by a small earthen wall half a person high, and then several wooden stakes as high as a person were rammed, and straw felt and straw mats were spread on the wooden stakes.
In this way, it rains heavily and lightly from the sky, but when it falls on the ground, it cannot flow into the vegetable garden. Even if the straw shed cannot completely block the rain, a few drops will not drown the vegetables.
Because of this kind of operation, the vegetables in the vegetable plot at home are growing quite well.
However, when it rains outside, it doesn’t rain in the corridor, it doesn’t rain in the house, and it doesn’t rain in the firewood shed.
The one meter wide and twelve to thirteen meter long corridor of the fenced courtyard and the firewood shed were also equipped with wooden shelves made by Jian Zhong. On the wooden shelves were placed wooden troughs filled with soil, on which onions, coriander, garlic seedlings and leeks were planted.
In addition, there were baskets of sweet potatoes, twenty-four baskets in total.
Shu Yue also heard that Jian Zhong also placed such baskets in caves in the mountains, in the courtyards of villages, in corridors and sheds that can block rain and shine in the sun.
This seems like a lot of work.
But in fact, there is no money for the wood in the mountains. The wooden frames and troughs are all made by oneself. The straw mats, straw felts and baskets are all made by oneself. It is all hard work from the beginning to the end.
However, the most important thing these days is strength. -
Shuyue's family didn't attract anyone's attention at first, but this year's food harvest was already foreseeable, or even no harvest. Knowing clearly that the food rationing base might not be distributed, the base's top brass naturally couldn't. Sit back and wait for death.
Shu Yue, Bai Heng, and the two of them did it in the courtyard of the back mountain courtyard. No one else knew about it, but there was no confidentiality at all in the small courtyard.
By the time we arrived at the fence yard, the vegetables in the vegetable garden were full of water, and the sweet potato seedlings had grown tender green leaves that could be picked out for stir-frying and cooking. The base became lively.
(End of this chapter)