85 Inexhaustible (2)
The old man was as happy as if he was something, and rubbed his palms vigorously repeatedly: "There is boiling water, there is boiling water!" β
"If you can boil water, you can definitely make porridge!" Seeing this, it is rare to draw inferences, "Is it okay to make rice?" β
"No problem!" Bean's eyes sparkled like wolves.
He loves rice the most, and he hasn't eaten a single meal for so many days, but he is hungry to death.
Before the crossing, who dared to say that the gluttonous rice was drooling, he was the first to disbelieve it.
"Good guys!" He Jun looked at the shelf in a daze, "Isn't this an inexhaustible fuel?" β
Everyone was happy when they heard it, but they didn't expect it to be solved so unexpectedly.
However, He Jun did not let the results in front of him get carried away, and said in a deep voice: "This method is only useful when the weather is fine, we still have to think of some firewood, so as not to get hungry on a cloudy day." β
"More than that!" Old Man Liu added, "These mirrors also have to find a way to put them up and put them on the rooftop, maybe one day they will become someone else's." β
He Jun was shocked, and quickly nodded: "Uncle, you are too right, you must think of a way!" β
If it weren't for the old man's reminder, He Jun really didn't think of this stubble.
With the development of modern technology, the home is either gas or induction cooker, and liquefied gas can be used even if it is not good, and fuel has never been a problem.
But in prehistoric times, except for a few people who used liquefied gas, they were able to hold out for a while, and gas and electric cooking utensils became waste, and the lack of fuel for survivors was not an exception, but a common phenomenon.
Only the light on the rooftop is good and safe, He Jun didn't think about avoiding anyone at all, and he couldn't avoid it at all. Coupled with the fact that the use of sunlight reflection is not an advanced technique, it is certain that it will not be long before this method will spread among the survivors.
At that point, mirrors that are nothing special will become sought-after, and it's not surprising that they even fight to grab mirrors from other people's hands.
The best solution is to make enough mirrors out, and no one will grab anyone, the problem is that although He Jun remembers the silver mirror reaction, he doesn't know how to make the chemical raw materials needed for the silver mirror reaction, let alone how to make transparent glass plates.
All in all, you have to think about keeping the mirror you have.
Douzi's gaze turned around on several mirrors that were not arranged regularly: "There are so many mirrors, where to put them?" There's no safe place at all, unless you don't have to move it home, and you can move it up when you use it. β
"Hmph, it's not necessarily safe to move back and forth!" Awkwardly rubbed his nose, "Moving around, what if you break it by mistake?" β
Although this awkward sentence is suspected of raising the bar, it is not unreasonable. When the tiger is still napping, no matter how careful he is when he carries it, he can't help but move it around every day.
In addition, Uncle Liu is the highest floor of the residence, but there is also a four-story gap between it and the rooftop, and the amount of work to move once is definitely not small.
"If only I could find an empty house on the eighteenth floor." He Jun said dejectedly.
He didn't know what was going on in the other buildings, but so far, not a single household had been found on the top floor of Building 14, and even if he was willing to exchange the best terms, he would not be able to find a target.
He Jun's gaze subconsciously fell to the edge of the rooftop, and he kept thinking in his heart whether to take another risk, go down from the edge of the rooftop, pry open the window on the eighteenth floor, and occupy the magpie's nest again.
But the thought only flickered for a moment, and he immediately threw it aside.
Just kidding, is it fun to climb stairs? Last time, if it hadn't been for the friction resistance caused by the window, the gangster trio wouldn't have been able to pull the rope at all.
"Why don't you pick the lock in the elevator and put the mirror in the elevator?" Old Man Liu asked hesitantly.
The elevator room that the old man said is actually the elevator machine room.
"Isn't the elevator room locked? How to get in? Douzi asked, confused.
"You don't look at what doors and locks are used in the elevator room, can't you just pry it open?" Old Man Liu said without hesitation.
I don't know what I thought when I built the building, the elevator machine room is not an anti-theft door, but an ordinary wooden door, and the door is the cheapest lock.
"It's okay to pry it open, but how do we lock the door after we put the mirror inside? If you don't lock the door, it's not the same as throwing it? Douzi spread his hands and raised his own questions.
Old Man Liu opened his mouth and was speechless when he was asked by Douzi, and shook his head with a wry smile: "Alas, it's old, it's useless......"
Douzi was embarrassed by the old man's words: "Uncle, I didn't mean it......"
"It's okay, it's okay, I don't blame you."
Douzi died and cried like a wife, and said that you are not to blame, what is the strength of your mouth?
But he can't compete with the old man!
He Jun thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with a good solution, and finally said helplessly: "Forget it, my mind is in a mess now, and I can't think of a way at all, so let's move the mirrors to the uncle's house today, and then think of a way to think of it together, and then come up with an idea." β
Even if the mirror is broken during transportation, as long as it is not broken, the large mirror is actually used just as well.
With the movement of the sun, seeing that the light of the mirror could not reach the shelf, He Jun moved away a few mirrors with his own hands, and when there was no longer a trace of excess sunlight shining on the shelf, he walked over unhurriedly, exploring and touching the meat strips on the hanger, which had become **, like slender firewood sticks.
He Jun broke off a small section of his finger length slightly, stuffed it into his mouth and tore off a strip, chewed it slowly and methodically, nodded and said, "It's quite dry, and the taste is okay, but I don't know if it's ripe." β
"I'll see, I'll see!" Awkwardly strode over, and took a bite of it, nodding and praising while chewing, "Not bad, it's very fragrant, it's a little softer than beef jerky, it should be cooked." β
"That's it if it's ripe or not, put it away quickly, don't rain again in a while." He Jun said.
The three of them immediately took off the jerky on the shelf, put it directly into the plastic bag prepared in advance, tied the mouth of the bag, and completed the work.
Awkwardly sighed while picking it: "Hey, such a big crocodile, and such a big piece of meat, it's not much after it's dried!" β
"Not a lot." He Jun said, "I estimate that a pound of meat can produce four taels of jerky, and if you eat alone, it is enough to eat for half a month." β
"Forget it." Awkward hehe, he smiled, "Even after eating for half a month, my teeth are not so tired that they fall out?" β
Everyone laughed when they heard it.
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