The old Taoist priest stood at the door of the tent with his hands folded, tilting his head and sighing.

"I've only heard of Roshan before, but I've never seen it. Today is a long insight! ”

Nan Ci held the thermos cup and walked slowly to the old Taoist priest's side, "There is more meat, less food, and less vegetables, and it is estimated that I will soon eat meat until I vomit." ”

At the end, Nan Ci sighed.

If other survivors heard this, they would definitely think that Nan Ci was in a blessing and did not know the blessing.

But Nan Ci is not showing off, but telling the truth.

Eating too much meat is not only greasy, but also on fire, making the body uncomfortable, and it is possible to vomit after eating.

The old Taoist priest let out a long sigh, "I managed to get the soil before, planted the seeds, and carefully maintained them, and it looked like they had already sprouted, but after an earthquake, there was nothing." ”

At that time, they threw supplies down from the upper floor, and did not throw the flower pots down with them.

Compared with that little bit of vegetables, of course, other materials are more important.

I tried to get it later, but the building had collapsed and been buried by heavy snow, and now it was even more solid.

Not to mention that it can't be dug up, even if it can be dug up, the vegetables inside have already frozen to death.

Where they live now, the temperature is not up to at all, and they can't grow live vegetables.

Zhou Ziyang and Mu Qianqian also came over at this time, and the two of them also frowned, not only because they remembered the vegetables they planted at the beginning, but also because of Nanci's sentence that there is more meat and food.

The food they have now is all vacuum-packed food they found when they were looking for supplies.

This year's weather was strange, with heavy rains starting in May, and crops were quickly flooded.

It can be said that this year is a real grain harvest.

Now I can still look for food from previous years as a survival material.

But what about next year?

Zhou Ziyang spoke in a deep voice. "If we don't grow new food, life will only be more difficult next year."

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he laughed directly.

"You can see, you're not very old, and you think a lot.

Whether you can survive until next year is two words, what do you care about next year? ”

It's not good, but it's true.

The few of them have collected so much supplies that they don't know if they will survive until next year, let alone the survivors who have scarce supplies.

Not to mention next year, whether they can survive until tomorrow is still two words, thinking about the next year's things, it is too long for them.

Hearing the words of the old Taoist, Zhou Ziyang was not angry, but laughed.

Of course he knew that what the old Taoist priest said was the truth.

Zhou Ziyang smiled self-deprecatingly, "That's why I thought of this and sighed." If I really want to find a way to live for them, I don't have the ability to do that. ”

People are valuable in having self-knowledge, and Zhou Ziyang still has this beautiful character.

Mu Qianqian stretched out his hand and held Zhou Ziyang's hand, "Ziyang, don't think so much, we are ordinary people, it is enough to take care of ourselves and not cause trouble to others." The sky is falling and there is a high top, as for his survivors? Naturally, there are those in power to take charge. ”

Zhou Ziyang shook Mu Qianqian's hand back, "Qianqian, you're right." Instead of thinking about what we don't have, let's think about how we will eat the goose tonight. ”

When a few of them said this, Nan Ci was sorry, the slightest interest, and he didn't even want to say a word.

But as soon as he heard them say that they wanted to eat the goose, Nan Ci instantly became interested.

"There is an iron pot, of course, you have to eat the stewed goose in the iron pot, and then get some cornmeal to make pasted cakes, directly out of the pot, saving trouble and delicious."

Nan Ci was just a few words, but he hooked out the greed of the other three people present.

The three of them swallowed their saliva at the same time, and the old Taoist priest stopped holding his hands, "Then what are you waiting for?" Hurry up and get a knife! ”

It takes a certain amount of time for such a big goose to be cleaned up.

The goose was too big, and after discussing it for a while, they decided to start with the legs.

Pluck the hair from your legs before you start peeling.

The duck feathers are thick and tight, especially on the legs, which are not as long as the wings, but they are very dense.

Because the goose has been magnified countless times, the feathers that should have been short are as long as an adult's arm.

When you hold it in your hand, it doesn't look like a goose feather, but like a huge feather fan.

Unable to feel the hand through the glove, Nan Ci simply took off the glove on his right hand and carefully touched the duck feathers in his hand.

It feels slightly cool to the touch, but it is very soft and warm, and it does not prick your hands at all.

Pluck it with your hands, it is fine and dense, like countless fine silk threads neatly arranged together.

Wait a minute!

Silk thread?

Nan Ci's eyes suddenly lit up, and the eyes that looked at the goose feathers in his hands began to shine.

Mu Qianqian stood by Nan Ci's side and noticed her change for the first time.

"Nan Ci, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with this goose feather? ”

Nan Ci turned his head to look at Mu Qianqian, "You say, are these geese afraid of the cold when they are alive?" ”

Nan Ci's question stunned Mu Qianqian's question.

Mu Qianqian blinked his eyes several times in succession, and then replied with some hesitation, "It should be...... It's not cold! ”

When they saw the geese, they were running wild.

Facing the cold wind and heavy snow, the speed is very fast, and there is no trace of fear of cold.

Nan Ci then asked again, "Then you say, why aren't they afraid of the cold?" ”

"Why?" Mu Qianqian frowned, his eyes unconsciously fell on the goose feather in Nan Ci's hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Is it possible...... Is it because of goose feathers? ”

"I'm not sure." Nan Ci said softly, "But I think it's very likely that this cat looks a lot like silk thread, and if we can use it to spin cloth to make clothes, maybe we can test its effect." ”

If these goose feathers are really as she guessed, then they don't have to wrap themselves as a bear in the future?

If you can wear light and warm clothes, who wants to wear layers and layers of heavy cotton clothes?

Wearing too much is not only inconvenient to move, but more importantly, the warmth is not so good.

It can only be said that it does not freeze to death, but if you want to say how warm it is, in fact, it is not.

"Nan Ci, you're too smart!"

Mu Qian's eyes lit up and looked at Nan Ci, "How did this brain grow, how did you think of this?" I was just thinking about stewing goose in an iron pot, and I didn't think about it at all. ”

Looking at Mu Qianqian, who was extremely excited, Nan Ci smiled helplessly, "Don't be happy too early, I'm just guessing." Besides, do you spin cloth? ”

If there was no way to spin these goose feathers into cloth, then all her conjectures would be empty words.

(End of chapter)