Hoarding Goods In Space: Struggling To Survive In A Crisis World.
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Chapter 97 The Left Hand of God
As Jiang Rong had said, from the second day onwards, the temperature dropped drastically to minus 18 degrees, and it snowed heavily in just one night, snow outside the wooden house covered half the doors.
After waking up, Ye Fu looked out the window as usual, but was blocked by the snow.
After adding firewood to the kang, Ye Fu opened the room door and discovered that Jiang Rong was not inside the wooden house.
Ye Fu hurriedly added firewood to the fireplace, looking outside the house, there was only a thin layer of snow on his footprints, it seemed like he had just left not too long ago.
Very cold, Ye Fu shivered slightly, and looking into the distance, only snow was an evergreen tree, but an evergreen tree was also covered with ice chains.
At this moment, Jiang Rong returned from a distance with two wooden sticks on her shoulders, Ye Fu looked at her still wearing a thin sweater, her hair covered in snow, and her face pale ashen from the cold. depends on that.
“Why did you sleep so much?” Entering the courtyard, he threw the wood straight to the ground, and placed his prey on the wooden table next to it.
"much? I only slept for ten hours last night. "
Jiang Rong looked at him seriously, "A healthy human doesn't need much sleep, you should be sick. "
The snow dumpling on Ye's grip disappeared the next moment Hit her face.
“You sick, didn't your head get stuck in the door?” Ye Fu kicked the door open and went straight back to the room.
Jiang Rong glanced at the wooden house, then at her prey, unaware that she had angered Ye Fu again, and asked constantly, "Are you willing to eat?" "
Fuck."
"I can't do this." he replied earnestly.
Jiang Rong wiped the snow off her face, removed the blade on her body, and began to cultivate the prey she brought back.
Ye Fu took out a bag of mustard, and he decided to give Jiang Rong a little lesson and make her pay for her nonsense.
Ye Fu felt that at this moment she was very like a cruel evil woman, she was too jealous of others, so she could only continue playing tricks behind her back.
He showed an evil smile, what should I do? He's just bad.
Ye Fu took out two boxes of pure milk and a can of tea leaves, he planned on making two cups of milk tea, of course one's cup should be seasoned.
Her milk tea was murky, even if you added ingredients, you couldn't tell the difference, as long as she drank it, Ye Fu guaranteed she wouldn't be able to speak for three days.
Saute the tea leaves with white sugar into caramel color, add a bowl of water, boil the bubbles, add two boxes of milk, then add a little brown sugar to deepen the color.
After the milk tea is boiled, strain the tea leaves, divide into two cups, squeeze half a mustard stick into one cup, and stir well.
Ye Fu came out with milk tea, saw that Jiang Rong had skinned her prey, and gave her milk tea.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Jiang Rong .. The back was rather cold.
"What's this?"
"Drink, you go hunting prey again today, and I made it special for you."
After he picked it up, he sipped on the boiling hot milk tea, Ye Fu looked at his face, no change, He did not even frown.
Does he not have a sense of taste? It should not be while eating meat, he could still taste the salty taste.
Ye Fu only saw him finish drinking without changing his expression, he saw the milk tea in his hand, could it be that he was wrong?
“Why don't you drink it?”
He looked at Ye Fu calmly, as if there was no place to hide all the conspiracies in his eyes, Ye Fu pulled the corner of his mouth, and took a sip, it was very sweet, not spicy, He drank it with confidence.
“It's very sweet, do you want to drink again?”
Jiang Rong looked at him deeply, then immersed herself in his work and ignored him.
Ye Fu picked up the cup he had placed in the snow pile, and rushed back to the wooden house, he kissed it lightly, it was stinging, but he did not respond, what a cruel person.
When Jiang Rong outside the house saw Ye Fu leave, she slapped her stomach violently twice, and spewed out everything she had just drank.
——Pada
in the afternoon, Jiang Rong was about to come out to cut down another tree with an axe. Ye Fu took out a chain saw for him. Since he likes to work, let him do as much as he can.
“It won't work.”
Ye Fu showed him a demonstration, Jiang Rong still shook her head, she had no choice but to put on a coat, wrap it tightly and go with him.
“Why do you like working so much?”
Jiang Rong turned around and looked at him with deep eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that? I was wrong, you can't just shut up. " "
That's what you're saying, I can't stand by when I stay here, I have to work hard, clean, cut trees, firewood, and hunt. I did it."
Ye Fu smiled shyly.
“Good, maintain.”
Jiang Rong did not speak, and continued walking forward. Ye Fu stepped on his footprints and struggled to follow him.
Both go back and forth between butchers and loggers, and their daily routine is hunting or cutting down trees.
Ever since Jiang Rong appeared, all the trees and beasts in Mount Suiyun trembled.
“Here.” Jiang Rong stopped and looked back at Ye Fu.
Just as Ye Fu was about to pull out the chainsaw, a gust of cold wind blew and knocked him down. The wind whizzed past his head with snow, and Ye Fu's hat crooked. He would wake up when Jiang Rong came. alone He raised it with his hands, like pulling a carrot.
Ye Fu tidied up his hat, and was about to thank him when he sneezed again, all the snot bubbles came out.
He died in just an instant, Ye Fu remained calm on the surface, annoyed in his heart why he did not wear the mask.
Jiang Rong looked at her snot bubble, and quietly moved away from her. Ye Fu suddenly had a heart attack. When one first appeared, it smelled worse than maggots coming out of the sinkhole. How dare you hate him?
Ye Fu wiped his nose, lit a chain saw without a sound, walked up to the fir tree, and started sawing directly.
"Hey ..." The sound of a chainsaw echoed throughout the valley, and when the spruce tree was about to break apart, he ran away, leaving Jiang Rong alone under the tree.
Jiang Rong was immediately by his side, and he could not help but lift her up, trying to lift her further.
Ye Fu kicked his leg to kick it, but he threw it into the snow.
"May ..." Ye Fu spewed snow from his mouth, and stared at him viciously.
“Why are you angry?”
Ye Fu was speechless, “I threw you in the snow, are you angry?”
He shook his head.
“That's because your center of gravity is unstable, so you can't blame me.” After he finished speaking, he walked over to pick up the chain saw, and sawed the fallen spruce into small pieces.
Ye Fu snorted, not worrying about it anymore, and put the sawn wood into the space The efficiency of cutting down his trees was much higher than Ye Fu, and he cleared the mountain peak in one day.
While Jiang Rong was cutting down trees, Ye Fu even found time to hunt pheasants.
“What kind of skill is this?”
On the way back, Jiang Rong could not help but wonder why Ye Fu's space could not be filled with so many things every day, such as the bottomless pit.
"Have you heard of the right hand of God? This is God's left hand. "
The corner of Jiang Rong's mouth twitched slightly, and Ye Fu suspected that he had misread.
Obviously, he doesn't believe.
(end of this chapter)