Chu Ming and Zhong Mao led people to sweep a number of seed stores, although it is said that from the outbreak of the last days to the present, few people will come to collect seeds, but most of the seeds they get are dead seeds that cannot germinate, and there will not be many seeds that can be planted alive One by one, this is what the farmer uncle with rich experience told them.

Both of them were a little frustrated, but the seeds still had to be collected, and the materials had to be collected, and they couldn't give up just because it didn't go well at the beginning.

Wait until the afternoon when the two teams have a round and return to the base before dark, and they didn't encounter any zombies in the process, which is probably the credit of Feng Muxiu.

Back at the base, they were warmly welcomed by everyone, this time it was a big operation, related to the base and their future, there were not many people who didn't care about such a big thing, as soon as they came back, all the people in the base came together.

It's just that he hasn't really started to sow the fields yet, so Feng Muxiu asked those old people and children to go back and not occupy space here, and the young and middle-aged people stayed.

The main labor force of the base is now here, Feng Muxiu looked at the large pile of seeds of different shapes, and his face was as dazed as Chu Ming Zhong Mao.

He didn't know any of these things, so was it strange that plant seeds looked like this?

This is also a young master who has never seen a seed.

It is said that these young ladies and sons of the noble family who have never planted fields actually said that they want to build the base into the first grain base, this confidence is admirable, but the reality is that they can't even recognize the seeds of what kind of vegetables and plants, which is really a bit of a blow.

Feng Muxiu sighed, looked around at everyone, and asked, "Do any of you know how to farm?" or have experience in growing crops. ”

"I know, my family has been farming since I was a child. ”

"I used to go to the countryside to help my grandfather grow corn. ”

"I will. ”

"Me too. ”

There were a few responses in the crowd, but there were not many, and most of them were uncle-level people, to be honest, few young people nowadays have really planted in the field, and most of them have been pampered.

Feng Muxiu looked at Shao Ge expectantly: "Will you?"

Shao Ge couldn't help but roll her eyes in her heart, and shook her head again and again, she was a dignified daughter, how could she be such a vulgar job?

Feng Muxiu looked at Chu Ming and Zhong Mao with burning eyes again, Chu Ming shrugged his shoulders and said that he would not either, Zhong Mao was speechless and said, "We grew up together, do you think I can use that skill?"

Feng Muxiu was disappointed, well, it turns out that all of their high-level personnel in the base are spicy chickens, and they can't even farm, what is not spicy chicken?

It doesn't matter if they don't know any of them, they can learn from those who will have experience, after all, the base will take the route of fruit and vegetable production in the future, and as the leader of the base, how can they not farm?

In this way, this small human survivor base with a population of less than two hundred, when everyone else was still fighting with zombies and fighting people for hegemony, they quietly started farming, and everyone was determined to turn the base into the first fruit and vegetable production base in the last days.

Thinking that all the other human security bases will have to buy green vegetables from them in the future, this image stimulates everyone to be more motivated.