Hoarding Goods In Space: Struggling To Survive In A Crisis World.

Hoarding Goods In Space: Struggling To Survive In A Crisis World.
98


  Chapter 98


  Back at the wooden house, Jiang Rong was shoveling snow on the roof, Ye Fu threw away the pheasant he had just hunted, and made chicken soup tonight.


  He weighed himself now, plus his clothes and shoes, he was currently a hundred catties, after all 1.7 meters tall, which was decent, and the clothes and shoes on his body were also a little heavy.


  But this winter, he still gained a little weight.


  It's good to eat meat, your weight will increase in winter, look at this slapped face, this flowery face, even though he's fat to a hundred and fifty catties, he said, he was still the most beautiful child on this mountain.


  Except for Jiang Rong, he was not a human.


  Camellia seeds had grown small buds, and Ye Fu had been watering the nutrient solution, hoping that when spring arrived, it could be swept from the ground.


  Snow outside the windows and doors is shoveled, and the field of vision opens again. Ye Fu cleaned the ashes from the fireplace and lit the fire again.


  When Jiang Rong entered the room, Ye Fu looked at her hand and threw several pairs of gloves at her.


  After dinner, the two sat on one side, Ye Fu knit a sweater, Jiang Rong read a book, the border of the Chu River, no one bothered the other.


  “Do you still have a book?”


  Ye Fu glanced at “Basic-Building Rumah” in his hands, and gave him over ten books, including essays, novels, medicine, and comics, enough for him. .


  For the next five days, Ye Fu did not step out of the wooden house, and the temperature dropped to minus twenty-five degrees, and he wouldn't take a step out.


  Jiang Rong was still hunting and cutting down trees as usual every day. Upon returning, he processed his prey and shoveled snow. Ye Fu saw that he had already been wearing his coat and gloves for the past two days. It seemed like he could already feel the coldness of this temperature.


  Dou Miao and Luo Luo had shown some symptoms of illness, and Ye Fu had no way of dealing with small animals, and did not know how to check the symptoms.


  The two young children were sick, lying in the nest without eating or drinking, Ye Fu moved them to the fireplace, and took out two ovens beside them.


  The sprouts are better, should not adapt to the sudden drop in temperature, and the fall is serious. Overnight, the colorful feathers on the long tail began to fall out, and some of the feathers on the body also became bald.


  Ye Fu took out some granules from the space, poured them with water, and wanted to feed them, but when Luoluo smelled the smell of medicine, he immediately rolled his eyes, which made Ye Fu very frightened.


  "What's wrong?"


  As soon as Jiang Rong returned, she saw Ye Fuzhuo was in a hurry. When Ye Fu saw him, he had an epiphany.


  “Give me a little of your blood, two drops is enough.”


  Jiang Rong looked at the two little men, walked up to Dou Miao, and took it.


  “They're dying.”


  Ye Fu nodded, “I know, so I want you to save the poor one, how about eating bolster pork tonight?”


  Jiang Rong put down the bean sprout, and took Luoluo again.


  "This one won't last an hour."


  "Add more roasted chicken and a plate of boiled pork."


  Jiang Rong looked at Ye Fu and continued, "Add some more boiled fish


  . "


  Ye Fu nodded, "Okay, I'll get ready now."


  Jiang Rong scratched her finger, pinched Luoluo's lower tongue, and squeezed out two drops of blood as she opened her mouth.


  He squeezed out two more drops of bean sprouts, and it was clear that he preferred sprouts.


  Ye Fu was relieved, turned around and went to the kitchen to start cooking for the "savior".


  “How are they doing?”


  Jiang Rong looked stiff, “It looks like they're dead.”


  Ye Fu rushed over and saw that Doumiao and Luoluo were lying upright inside the nest, motionless.


  “Not dead, it may take a little time to slow down.”


  Jiang Rong glanced at the prepared food and looked at Ye Fu calmly, “May I eat?”


  “I didn't stop you from eating.” Ye Fu Worrying about the two little guys, and was a little sleepy.


  “Good, your expression is not too good, I thought you would cut me with a knife again.”


  After he finished speaking, he immediately went to the dining table and started eating by himself.


  Seeing his callous appearance, Ye Fu felt even more tired.


  Fortunately, at ten o'clock in the night, the two little ones survived, Luoluo woke up and started drinking water, Doumiao ate a bowl of beans, Ye Fu finally heaved a sigh of relief.


  Ye Fu gave Jiang Rong a scar cream, and he found that although Jiang Rong's wound would heal quickly, it would leave a prominent scar.


  This should be one of the remaining symptoms.


  “What is this?”


  “Medicine, applied to the scar, can fade it.”


  Jiang Rong shook her head, “No, these things are useless to me.”


  Ye Fu glanced at his fingertips, the scar had already disappeared.it turned into a prominent scar If you look carefully, there are many scars on his arm.


  Has his blood been taken before?


  Ye Fu still gave him the scar cream, "You didn't use it, how did you know it wouldn't work." "By the way, I think you're scared


  cold, do you need a blanket? "


  Jiang Rong glanced at the fireplace, Still shaking her head, "Hot, not cold."


  Ye Fu did not force her anymore, after a day of worrying, she was also very tired, and when she returned to the bedroom, she fell asleep not long after lying down.


  ——After


  Doumiao and Luoluo recovered from a serious illness, it seemed that they were also affected by a few drops of Jiang Rong's blood, and their physical fitness skyrocketed.


  Although it was snowing outside, they still wanted to have fun and let go of their instincts, and their bald fur started to grow back, Ye Fu also found that their eyes were much darker.


  Ye Fu suddenly thought of something, and quickly took out a mirror to check his eyes, fortunately his pupils were still black, without any change.


  “Are you afraid to be like me?” Jiang Rong appeared silently, and Ye Fu was dumbfounded, his face a little unnatural as he pierced through his inner thoughts.


  "I want to have abilities like yours," Ye Fu said truthfully.


  “You can only think about it.” He was impolite, the mirror on Ye's handle was thrown at him, he easily caught it, and then looked at himself in the mirror.


  He watched for a long time, and Ye Fu found that his expression was gradually changing, from calm to irritable, and finally a sense of disgust was written all over his face, he took a deep breath, put down the mirror, and left again.


  The door was slammed shut by him, and Ye Fu felt the entire wooden house tremble.


  Ye Fu did not take heart of the matter, but when he ate the next day, Jiang Rong suddenly looked at Ye Fu, his eyes deep and terrifying.


  "Didn't you say yesterday that you want to have my abilities? I can help you. "


  Ye Fu blinked twice, he almost forgot about it.


  "What conditions do you want to ask?"


  "After the snow melts, you want to get out of here? I want to go with you."


  Ye Fu almost vomited food in his mouth and followed him? He was a person with different disciples, and he had heaven-defying abilities, bringing him to his side was like carrying a time bomb.


  “Actually, it's good enough to be a regular person.” Ye Fu felt that he was not blessed with this heaven-defying ability.


  (end of this chapter)