Evelyn Qin bent down to pick up stones, and became more and more certain that this piece of wasteland once had a large area of concrete ground, but after five hundred years, it became fragile. There was no need to call for a bulldozer, he could break it up with his hands, or at worst use the hoe issued by the government to dig it up.
But you have to be careful when using the hoe. If it breaks down too quickly, Mr. Zhang will definitely not agree to that. Resources in the wasteland world are very precious.
Evelyn Qin was not surprised to see no weeds.
In fact, before she died, she tried to go into the deep mountains and forests to find food, but everything she saw was dead. The trees were dry and even the hardiest fungi could not survive, not to mention insects, birds and animals. She didn't know when the food chain began to become extinct layer by layer.
Plants, as the bottom layer, are probably the last to die.
So Evelyn Qin was also surprised to find that grass, but it was a drop in the bucket and ultimately failed to save her life.
It was already hopeless five hundred years ago, but five hundred years later, she thought helplessly: This world is like an old man full of illnesses, who is about to take his last breath.
Time passed little by little. Evelyn Qin picked up stones for a while and rested for a while. He was sweating profusely, but his body didn't feel so heavy anymore.
The sun set, leaving only a red glow in the sky. Engineer Zhang came over to inspect the work, striking a gong. Seeing the miserable appearance of the mother and her two children, he frowned. Qin Huijun suddenly became nervous. She had never done farm work before, and the soil she turned up did not look good, far worse than the ones on the left and right.
Zhang Gong handed over three coins and said, "Eight points have been completed. You can finish the last point before it gets dark. I won't deduct your money this time."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang."
Evelyn Qin and his brother also expressed their gratitude, "Thank you, Uncle Zhang."
After everyone left, Qin Huijun gave Evelyn Qin fifty cents and said, "Wanwan, you and Fengfeng go back first and cook dinner."
Evelyn Qin hesitated.
"Just one quick last thing. We don't have any candles at home."
Evelyn Qin had no choice but to agree. Their family lacked more than just candles.
The brother and sister slowly moved back to the shantytown. Nathaniel Qin knew that his sister was working hard, so he didn't urge her anymore. When they got home, he brought her a stool and said, "Sister, sit down and have a rest. I'll go wash the sweet potatoes."
Evelyn Qin knew that the next dinner would definitely be sweet potato porridge, but she had to wash the sweet potatoes. "Shouldn't I peel them before cooking porridge?"
"My mother won't let me use a knife."
Evelyn Qin said, "I'll do it. I know how to use it."
Nathaniel Qin kept shaking his head, "No, sister, you are so weak, it would be bad if you cut your hand."
"No, I'll peel one for you to see." Having survived for so long in the apocalypse, Evelyn Qin can not only peel skin with a knife but also cut people with a knife. Of course, this was mainly in the early stage. In the later stage, it was difficult for her to find a living person, so she could only cut zombies. The original owner of this body could also cook. The stepmother acted like a rich lady but did not hire a nanny, and all the housework was done by the original owner.
Nathaniel Qin was skeptical, but finally took the kitchen knife.
Evelyn Qin used the knife very carefully, as the family really could not afford new medical expenses.
"Wow, sister, you are amazing. You peeled the skin so thinly, even better than mom."
Nathaniel Qin put the sweet potatoes handed to him by Evelyn Qin into the basin and washed them, praising them enthusiastically.
Evelyn Qin actually felt that this was something to be proud of.
The sweet potatoes were peeled and cut into pieces, with a faint aroma. Nathaniel Qin replaced the stove with a new piece of honeycomb coal, put the stainless steel barrel on it and started burning it.
Evelyn Qin: No wonder the barrel wall is black.
This honeycomb coal is very durable. The Qin family only needs to change one piece a day for cooking and boiling water. There are official subsidies. Although the quantity is limited, the price is very cheap, only ten cents for ten yuan, just like the shack they live in now, the monthly rent is only one yuan.
According to Nathaniel Qin, when they set up a stall in the city center, it was also a small house, earning six yuan a month. A better stall would cost eight or nine yuan, and even higher would cost more than ten or twenty yuan.
Thanks Guo Jia! Evelyn Qin silently said in her heart, if the base she was staying at at that time was also under the control of the country, perhaps the chaos would not have been exposed so quickly, and she would not have lived in isolation, so that she could not get the news to enter the underground shelter together, but at the same time, it was also a very lucky thing to be reborn after 500 years. She would rather be the latter.
"How long does it take to cook this sweet potato porridge?" Evelyn Qin asked.
Nathaniel Qin said, "We bought the 007 sweet potato, which is the cheapest and most widely grown variety. It needs to be boiled for an hour before it becomes soft. Otherwise, it will be as hard as a rock and you can't even bite it."
Evelyn Qin was also very supportive and teased him, "Are there any other varieties?"
"Of course there are. There are many varieties of sweet potatoes. There is a variety called Luzon, which is very sweet and soft. It is said to be the best for roasting." He lowered his voice and whispered, "Auntie Wang next door often eats Luzon sweet potatoes. Every time they cook, it smells so good."
Evelyn Qin listened with a smile.
When she was in the underground shelter, her stepmother would either buy ingredients for her to cook, or her Sc*mbag father's company would send the ingredients to her home as welfare, so the original owner seldom went out and had very few channels to obtain information. The only knowledge she had came from five years ago.
On the contrary, Qin Huijun, as always, would try her best to let them understand the outside world.
Nathaniel Qin was very happy to tell his sister at this time.
When a wood spirit master develops a finished product, he will go to the Agricultural Publishing House to register the copyright and give it a favorite name. It is very trendy to name it after yourself, just like a personal IP. If a brand is created, the subsequent announcement of new plant species will immediately attract people to rush to buy and plant them.
For example, Luzon is the name of a wood spirit researcher.
In addition to the Luzon sweet potato, there is also Luzon rice, both of which are varieties with low yields but good taste. Of course, even if the yield is not very high, it can reach one or two thousand kilograms. The 007 sweet potato is even more impressive, with an output of more than ten thousand kilograms per mu, and the highest can reach thirty thousand.
Although it tastes terrible, it is very popular among the people because it is the best substitute for mineral nutrient solution.
It’s enough to keep you full and there are no side effects.
Within a year or two after it came out, the official began to implement the plan to return to the ground.
When the sweet potato porridge was cooked, Qin Huijun also came back. Evelyn Qin specially cooked some more, and the family sat outside the tent to eat.
This was also the time for other people to eat. Although it was a shantytown, it was rare for the situation to be as bad as that of the Qin family. Some bachelors could feed the whole family with one meal, as they were willing to spend the money they earned from reclaiming the land. Nathaniel Qin took in big gulps of the aroma coming from all directions, then forcefully swallowed a mouthful of sweet potato porridge.
This poor little thing looks so pitiful and funny.
To the left of the Qin family is Aunt Wang. Their family is indeed very generous. They only put a sweet potato in the big ball of rice, and even some spicy pickles. It looks particularly delicious with a little bit of oil. Aunt Li's family on the right is more frugal, but they also steamed the sweet potato rice dry and ate it without even raising their heads.
After eating, throw in five or six small sweet potatoes with the last bit of heat from the stove.
The aroma of roasted sweet potatoes slowly wafts out.
Nathaniel Qin had a keen nose and whispered, "It must be the Luzon sweet potato."
Evelyn Qin recognized that the sweet potato was only the size of a fist, more than half the size of the ones sold at Aunt Wang's house. These sweet potatoes were all on sale.
Unfortunately, even at a special price, the Qin family can’t afford it now.
Aunt Li's son is called Li Fengshou, who is fifteen years old this year. Seeing Nathaniel Qin's greedy look, he glanced at Evelyn Qin casually and waved at Nathaniel Qin. Nathaniel Qin looked at Qin Huijun, who smiled and nodded. Then he walked over and said, "Brother Li, you called me?"
Li Fengshou used tongs to pick out the roasted sweet potato, exchanged it for a piece of honeycomb coal, and then pushed it to the two of them, "Take it and eat it."
Nathaniel Qin's face immediately turned red with shame, and he quickly refused, "Brother Li, no need..."
Aunt Li smiled and said, "Take it. This is what my wheat ears brought back. She did a good job, so the boss gave her this reward. No one else has this."
Evelyn Qin walked over and said, "Hurry up and thank Aunt Li."
"Thank you Aunt Li, thank you Brother Li." Nathaniel Qin then took over and quickly put the slightly hot sweet potatoes into the bowl that Evelyn Qin brought.
Aunt Li saw Evelyn Qin up close, and her eyes lit up. "Huijun, your daughter has good bone structure, but she is too thin. She needs to be taken care of."
When she said this, she thought of the situation of the Qin family and felt very sorry. She cursed her ex-husband again for being a bad person.
Qin Huijun was quite helpless. They had only moved into the shantytown half a month ago, but everyone in the row knew about their family's situation.
It's not that she deliberately publicized it, but when she registered in the shantytown, the community asked her in detail and it turned out like this. This made Qin Huijun, who was used to the unrelated people in the city center, feel uncomfortable. But from another perspective, people in the city center will not care about your past, but they will not lend a helping hand when you need help.
It's impossible to say who donated money to her in the past half month, but there were many small donations, such as helping her out, helping her settle down, and buying cheap second-hand furniture.
Food is precious in this world, and it is rare and precious that Aunt Li is willing to give her son a bite to eat.
Two sweet potatoes were shared by a family of three.
Compared to 007, the taste of the Luzon sweet potato is still bad. Evelyn Qin didn't feel its softness at all. It was just easier to swallow and didn't get stuck in the throat. It was indeed very sweet, but too sweet and a bit bitter.
Qin Huijun and Nathaniel Qin both ate very carefully. If the skin had not been burnt, they would have wanted to eat the skin as well.
It was getting dark soon. Evelyn Qin saw Qin Huijun moving things to lay the carpet again, so he said, "Mom, I'll sleep on the floor today."
"No, it's not good for a girl to sleep on the floor. Mom is different. Your brother and I are strong."
No matter what, Qin Huijun didn't agree.
Evelyn Qin had no choice but to sleep on the only bed in the house.
The so-called bed was actually just a piece of wood, just big enough for her to lie down, and she had to be very careful even to turn over.
After the family lay down, Evelyn Qin heard Nathaniel Qin whisper, "The Luzon sweet potatoes are really delicious when roasted."
"Of course, the pancakes you made before were also delicious, mom."
Qin Huijun said, "When I save some more money, I will buy some flour and make it for you. Your sister has not tasted the pancakes I made yet."
"We need to buy another pot." Nathaniel Qin said immediately.
"Well, buy a pot."
Suddenly remembering something, Nathaniel Qin said angrily, "Let's buy Junjun flour, not Jiangliu wheat."
Qin Huijun paused for a moment before she agreed gently.
Evelyn Qin closed his eyes.
Junjun flour was the first staple food my grandfather researched. In the beginning, the yield was high but the taste was poor. After many adjustments, a balance was finally achieved between the two.
But Jiang Liu Wheat... Jiang Liu Wheat is also the last semi-finished product developed by my grandfather. Its taste and quality are close to natural food. Although it still has shortcomings in yield, long-term consumption can cure various genetic diseases caused by lack of green life.
This achievement was snatched away by his Sc*mbag father, and the name Jiang Liu was shamelessly given to him. Jiang is the Sc*mbag father's Jiang, and Liu is the stepmother's Liu. He also publicly stated in an interview that he did the research for his beloved wife.
My grandfather's kind heart became a tool for my Sc*mbag dad to show off his love.
Evelyn Qin thought that although being a farmer could make a lot of money, it was undoubted that the wood spirit master was the most respected.
Wood Spirit Master, she narrowed her eyes.
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