Chapter 3: Meals

"Huff..."

"Huff..."

In the small courtyard surrounded by thick fog, Xiao Jian was sweating profusely under the scorching sun.

Digging a pit is really much more difficult than imagined.

In Xiao Jian's imagination, the best choice is of course the giant trap that can cover the top.

Whether it is installing iron spears under the trap to increase damage or directly pouring water into the pit to increase the hysteresis ability, it is the best.

However, imagination is imagination, and reality is reality.

Even on soft land with good soil conditions, it takes about an hour for a young and strong laborer to dig a 1-meter square pit.

And the young and strong laborers here refer to the normal young and strong laborers who work in the fields all year round in agricultural society.

Those who enter the office after graduating from college are not even considered laborers.

Although Xiao Jian can barely be considered a laborer, he spent more than an hour digging only a few shallow pits of 30 centimeters square.

It's not that he didn't want to dig deeper, but the problem is that there are more stones if he digs deeper, and they are all big.

If a tool like a shovel can't be inserted into the soil, the work efficiency will be too low. It's better to dig a few more traps... It's more practical to sink your feet.

"Huh..."

Xiao Jian threw down the shovel and sat down next to the bucket, panting.

Although he was thirsty and the bucket was right next to him, he still didn't drink it.

The 18.9-liter bucket weighed nearly 20 kilograms. When he was in good physical condition, he could still hold the bucket and blow it. As for now?

After an hour of high-intensity labor, he just wanted to take a break.

"Why is it so difficult to dig a pit..."

Xiao Jian sighed.

Sure enough, technology is the primary productive force.

After all the hard work, there is only this little labor result. It would only take a few shovels with an excavator.

Switching out of the chess perspective, Xiao Jian glanced at the upper left corner of the map.

79

"..."

After working for so long, it's only been an hour and 20 minutes! ?

There is still half an hour before the sunshine value reaches 100 points.

"Forget it, let's just leave it at that..."

Xiao Jian lay down directly.

The sun was very hot, but also very warm.

I didn't feel hungry when I was working just now, but now that I'm free, my stomach is starting to make noises again.

"Gurgle..."

"Gurgle..."

"..."

What did you eat yesterday?

That's right.

Fried yellow croaker.

It's crispy and fragrant, and it crunches and falls apart when you bite it. The bones are fried crispy, and you don't even need to spit out the thorns.

There is also beef stew with potatoes.

The potatoes are soft and the beef is firm, and it's full of meaty aroma.

There are also sour, crispy and tender pickles...

Oh, what kind of fairy life did I live yesterday!

"Gurgle..."

No, I can't think about it anymore!

The more I think about it, the hungrier I get!

By the way, can the peas shot by the pea shooter be eaten?

Xiao Jian stood up and looked at the pea shooter's trumpet...

Should I use my hands to dig it out?

Forget it, Xiao Jian directly ordered the pea shooter to shoot at the ground.

"Puff..."

A pea hit the ground and shattered and disappeared.

"Sure enough, there can't be a bug..."

Xiao Jian fell to the ground dejectedly, feeling even hungrier.

At this moment, the ground suddenly trembled.

"Boom..."

Lying on the ground, Xiao Jian felt a shock wave rushing from the ground into his back, as if his internal organs were pinched by someone, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

"Hiss..."

"Huh..."

When Xiao Jian finally recovered from the pain, he suddenly discovered something...

Outside the fog wall, the fog was surging.

A huge shadow disturbed the calmness of the thick fog.

Xiao Jian turned over and climbed up, squatting between the buckets and holding his breath.

"Boom..."

The ground trembled again.

The bucket in front of Xiao Jian also trembled, and the bucket of water he had drunk before, because it was opened, shot up a water column higher than the old house like a fountain!

"Splash..."

The water column collapsed and soaked Xiao Jian's hair.

But he remained motionless.

The shadow in the fog seemed not to notice this small world. After creating two huge vibrations, the shadow gradually faded... disappeared...

It seemed that it had left?

The fog was so thick that Xiao Jian couldn't even see the outline of the shadow.

But this did not prevent Xiao Jian from realizing how powerful that thing was.

Just the two vibrations just now were comparable to the shock waves generated by the explosion of heavy artillery...

No matter what the shadow just now was, Xiao Jian had no doubt that it had the ability to crush this small courtyard.

A few dozen minutes later.

The shadow did not appear again, and the thick fog seemed to have returned to calm.

Xiao Jian opened the war chess perspective and took a look at the sunlight value.

102

After more than an hour of exposure to the sun, the stored sunlight value is enough to summon the [Pea Shooter].

As the card disappeared from Xiao Jian's hand, another Pea Shooter emerged from the plot.

Looking at the two swaying "small trumpets", Xiao Jian felt a little more at ease.

No matter what the situation is, the ability to resist risks has doubled, which is always a good thing.

After planting the new Pea Shooter, Xiao Jian held the iron stick that served as the shovel handle tightly, looking at the fog wall and ready for battle.

Then...

An hour passed.

Two hours passed.

When the sunlight value was almost 150, no zombies appeared.

Could it be that the zombies were scared away by the huge shadow before?

"Gurgle..."

The stomach was protesting again, and Xiao Jian clearly felt that it was difficult for his fingertips to be still... Obviously, his blood sugar began to drop.

No, I can't wait any longer.

If I continue like this, I will be exhausted and have no ability to resist.

Xiao Jian finally made up his mind to use the remaining two resource cards.

But the question is...

What resources should I exchange?

Or more specifically, what kind of food is the safest to exchange?

The safest choice is, of course, rice and flour.

This kind of food, which is not deeply processed, not only has a long storage time, but is also very filling.

In extreme cases, 75 kilograms of rice is enough for Xiao Jian to live for half a year.

But cooking requires a container, and the problem is that Xiao Jian doesn't have a container.

Use resource cards to exchange for iron pots?

It seems a bit extravagant.

Or exchange for potatoes?

Throw it into the fire and it will be roasted, and the uneaten ones can be planted.

Except for the shorter shelf life, potatoes are almost perfect food.

However, when Xiao Jian saw the exchange rate for potatoes, he gave up - because this thing is actually calculated by seeds! !

So many potatoes are not enough for Xiao Jian to eat for a week!

After thinking about it, Xiao Jian finally chose to exchange for rice.

As a resource card disappeared from Xiao Jian's hand, three 25kg bags of rice appeared in front of him.

In daily life nowadays, it is rare to see such large packages of rice. Generally, it is the kind that can be carried with one hand around 10kg.

The 25kg package is 70cm*45cm, and it is higher than an ordinary four-legged plastic stool when placed on the ground. Two bags are heavier than a girl!

However, the heavier the rice is, the more at ease Xiao Jian feels.

Now Xiao Jian has only one resource card left, but he has already thought about what to exchange.

As the resource card disappeared from his hand, a large bundle of bamboo suddenly appeared on the open space in front of him!

These bamboos are about 5 meters long, and there are about 50 of them.

Now, both fuel and containers are available.

First wash the shovel head, and then use the shovel head as an axe to split out a few bamboo tubes with only one section.

As for the broken bamboo tubes, they are not wasted, they can be split and used directly as fuel.

After getting four bamboo tubes, Xiao Jian filled them with water and rice, and then placed them under the eaves to soak for a while.

Then, Xiao Jian took off his pants, rubbed the trouser legs with the shovel head, and finally tore a few times with force, tearing a bunch of scattered threads from them.

These threads are tinder.

With tinder, is it time to drill wood to make fire?

Of course not.

When digging the pit before, Xiao Jian dug up several pieces of flint.

The so-called flint is a very common siliceous rock, and the one that will produce a shell-like fracture when knocking the stone is broken.

And Xiao Jian's shovel is made of high-carbon steel.

When you use high-carbon steel to knock on flint, sparks will be produced.

Xiao Jian held the shovel head and knocked for a long time, and finally found the angle that could stably knock out sparks.

Then adjust the angle to let the sparks rush into the tinder...

After a while, the cotton thread that was twisted very thin began to burn and smoke.

"Huh..."

Xiao Jian blew the tinder gently, and carefully piled some very thin bamboo strips and wood chips on it.

While piling and blowing, soon small flames emerged from the bamboo strips.

Xiao Jian was not careless, but continued to pile up thin bamboo strips and thin wood strips like building blocks.

As the saying goes, people should be humble and fire should be hollow.

If you pile up fuel without thinking, it will only extinguish the flame that has been ignited with great difficulty.

Hard work pays off.

The bonfire soon rose, and Xiao Jian, who was busy and black-faced, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Block the bamboo tube filled with rice, and then throw it directly into the fire to burn.

The sky, unknowingly darkened.

The sun that seemed to be hanging in the sky forever, had set without knowing when.

When the busy Xiao Jian was free, he found that a bright moon had hung in the narrow sky surrounded by the fog wall.

Inexplicably, a poem popped into Xiao Jian's mind.

People today cannot see the moon of the past,

This moon once shone on the ancients.

Xiao Jian had long forgotten who wrote this poem, but the artistic conception in it seemed so appropriate at this moment.

The note provided a lot of knowledge, but most of it was "instructions" on how to survive and how to use cards.

For such important information as where the doomsday came from, the note was a little vague.

But from the vagueness without a beginning or an end, only one thing was very clear, that is, the doomsday of the world has come.

The flames were crackling.

Not only did they bring heat, but they also brought Xiao Jian a little warmth.

Looking at the jumping flames, questions that he had no time to think about carefully during the day jumped out one after another.

Humanity, civilization, doomsday, and the future...

"Gurgle..."

The smell of rice in the air interrupted Xiao Jian's confusion.

The rice is cooked.

In an instant, civilization and doomsday all disappeared.

Now Xiao Jian's mind is full of fragrant white rice.

He picked a bamboo tube that he liked and split it open, and the white rice grains were immediately exposed.

Xiao Jian didn't care about the heat, and used a bamboo piece with edges and corners worn off as a spoon, and couldn't wait to scoop a large piece into his mouth.

"Hiss...hiss..."

Xiao Jian was so hot that he kept inhaling, and the rice fragrance in his mouth immediately calmed his nerves that had been tense all day.

Although it was just simple white rice, he had to say that this bowl... bucket of rice was definitely the most delicious rice he had ever eaten.

No one else.

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