Internal and external troubles, if one day the survivors in the building and the thugs outside the building join forces to deal with the 18th floor, even if Song Jinhe can defend his home, I am afraid he will have to pay a lot of price.

He didn't want Song Jinhe to face this situation in the future, so he could only prepare in advance and pave the way for Song Jinhe.

Song Jinhe sat on the sofa and thought for a while, and finally disagreed: "Do I want to raise them for nothing?"

They don't help me at the moment, what if I give them supplies and feed the appetite of this group? ”

Shengmien fights Mi Qiu, she knows this truth very well.

Cheng Qianhuai naturally knew what she was most worried about, which was nothing more than that she was afraid that this group of people would be insatiable, and after she was full and clothed, she began to ask for good food and clothing.

People always have desires, this is human nature, and they can never be changed.

"Didn't you raise them for nothing, don't you have potatoes in your space?"

Song Jinhe thought of the potatoes piled up in his space, and nodded hesitantly.

Cheng Qianhuai snapped his fingers in front of her: "That's it, potatoes and sweet potatoes, these two things are easy to survive, have strong vitality, and can also be used to feed the stomach."

You don't need to give them white food, just give them a few potatoes and sweet potatoes, and everything else is up to them.

They have a food source, so naturally they won't keep their eyes on the 18th floor, according to Wang Xingsheng's temperament, he will definitely remember your favor. ”

Song Jinhe pondered for a moment and felt that this made some sense, after all, there were hungry wolves all around, and only a piece of fat like her was indeed too eye-catching.

If they can have food to live on, then naturally she can live a brisker life, and she doesn't need to be vigilant against the encroachment of outsiders every day.

"It's like you said, Shengmien fights Mi Qiu."

Cheng Qianhuai spoke again: "After having enough food, they have the ability to live alone, and you can just take a cut of it, and they can also use the harvested potatoes and sweet potatoes to exchange supplies with other survivors." ”

Song Jinhe was a little puzzled when he heard this: "Why should I take a cut of it?" Wouldn't it be more beneficial if you could let go and give them everything? ”

Cheng Qianhuai gently tapped her little head: "You can hoard supplies, but you can also pretend that there is a shortage of materials in your hands."

The purpose of drawing from what they grow is to show them that your supplies are not inexhaustible.

Our purpose is to make this group of people understand that you will also be short of supplies, and you are not omnipotent. ”

He put a blanket over Song Jinhe's leg and spoke again: "Drawing achievements proves that you also value this food source, and it can also reduce their illusions about the amount of your supplies."

Through this channel, you can slowly get closer to them, and then the 18th floor will not be our 18th floor, but the 18th floor of Building 3. ”

Song Jinhe pulled the blanket on his leg and said thoughtfully: "I can't give them potatoes for free, the manpower must be unified, and the location for planting potatoes also needs to be designated by me."

The whole thing must be in my hands, so that the hearts and minds of people can be held in my hands. ”

Cheng Qianhuai nodded approvingly: "That's the truth." ”

"Anyway, Wang Xingsheng also knows that we have searched for crop seeds, and when their basic survival problems are solved, I can also take out other fruit and vegetable seeds for them to plant.

In this way, the rise and fall of the entire Building 3 will be in my hands, and with food, I can exchange for more materials, and then I will have not only these materials, but also a steady stream of talents! ”

After all, when it comes to Building No. 3, the first thing that the survivors of Yuncheng think of is that it is rich in materials and has a happy life.

There must have been a lot of people who came up with the idea here, but most of the ordinary survivors must have thought of coming to join them.

When the time comes, with Jinyuan Belvedere as the center, Yuncheng may be able to rejuvenate again.

At that time, Song Jinhe will no longer be a lamb to be slaughtered in the eyes of all forces, but an object to defect to and a distinguished guest to recruit.

"Oh my God, that's a good idea!"

Song Jinhe patted Cheng Qianhuai's shoulder hard, she had always wanted to protect herself before the end of the world, just live well.

But Cheng Qianhuai's current proposal is to let her expand her sphere of influence, and the situation of people being swords and I being fish and meat will be directly reversed.

Let Song Jinhe gradually grow from an ordinary person to a person in power, this is Cheng Qianhuai's real purpose.

He wants to use all means to let Song Jinhe grow into a position that is difficult for others to climb, only in this way will she be supported, even if he dies unexpectedly one day and can't accompany her, she will not fight alone.

Instead of protecting her under her wings and being a canary, it is better to take her to the top of the mountain, entrust her with power, and make her an eagle soaring in the sky.

"Well done, it's up to you to decide what to do tonight!"

Song Jinhe patted Cheng Qianhuai's shoulder vigorously again, his eyes full of approval.

"I still have a lot of benefits, reward me with the right to order food now, what will you reward me with in the future?"

Cheng Qianhuai raised her eyes to look at her pink lips, her Adam's apple rolled up and down, and her eyes became darker.

Song Jinhe leaned back on the sofa and thought for a while, then waved his hand very generously.

"Give you what you want, I'm a little rich woman, as long as you want it, I have it in my hand, then I will never be stingy."

Cheng Qianhuai hooked his lips and asked with a smile: "Really?" ”

"It has to be true, more real than pearls."

"Then if I want it, you won't go back."

Song Jinhe sighed and said, "Am I this kind of person? Your sister Song speaks in a word. ”

Cheng Qianhuai clenched his fist against his lips and coughed lightly, then nodded with satisfaction.

The wall clock on the wall ticked and moved, and seeing that the time had reached 4:30, the two went to the space to pick up a bag of potatoes and went downstairs.

Now there are not many people left in Building 3, only Li Mianmian who lives in 1101, a family of three who lives in 1401, Wang Xingsheng and his team in 1602, and a family of 1701 and a family of 1702.

Song Jinhe directly removed the 1702 family from the list, this kind of family is not worthy of joining her plan, even if she comes, I am afraid it will be a mess.

The rest of the No. 3 aborigines may have made mistakes in the past, but not to the point of being unforgivable.

Song Jinhe waited in 1602 with potatoes, and everyone except 1702 was called up by Cheng Qianhuai for a meeting.

Zhang Shimin and Zhou Bengao had already woken up, and the corners of their mouths were a little more scarred, and they shrank in the corner without saying a word at the moment.

After everyone arrived, Song Jinhe opened his mouth to clarify his intention.

"I've been with you for so long, maybe you all think that I have more material reserves and are better off than you."

She smiled with crooked eyes: "Actually, I just rely on planting some crops to feed my stomach, I can eat enough, but I don't live much decently." ”

The eyes of the people around looked at the bag full of wet potatoes and subconsciously swallowed.

"Before the end of the world, I loved to plant flowers and plants, and after the end of the world, I got a lot of seeds, so I simply pulled out the flowers and freed up the soil, and planted all the sprouted potatoes and sweet potato chunks at home.

The yield is quite impressive, and I also tasted the sweetness so I dared to take everyone to do it together. ”