Natural Disasters At The Beginning, I Won By Hoarding Tens Of Billions Of Supplies

It happened that Zhong's father and son were resting and entrusted them to take care of the two. Jiang Ning did not forget to remind: "Grandma Zhong, the temperature has been rising recently, and it has risen by more than ten degrees now. Have you noticed?"

Grandma Zhong nodded repeatedly, "I just wanted to tell you that the weather station has detected that the extreme cold may end soon."

Jiang Ning pretended to inquire, "Did they say what the weather will be like next?"

"It's hard to say, but if the weather gets warmer, the ice will definitely melt, but don't have typhoons and floods, we can't stand it anymore."

Jiang Ning has three hundred taels of silver here, "Why do I feel that the snow seems to be smaller in the past two days?"

The old man was afraid of the cold, and Grandma Zhong didn’t go out for several days, but what Jiang Ning said reminded her, “As the temperature rises, the snow may stop at any time, and it will be difficult to get water.

Xiao Jiang, let's be prepared, we need to stock up on some water in advance. "

"Grandma said, we will stock up when we come back."

After the two left, Grandma Zhong reminded her daughter-in-law, "See if there is a way to change the water tank or water tank and come back. Who knows what will happen later, you have to plan in advance."

It is true that food is tight, but the Zhong family has harvested three crops of potatoes, and life is still much better than ordinary people. She made a decision, "It's really not possible, let's use potatoes instead."

At the same time, Grandma Zhong did not forget to tell the father and son, "Don't just remember to bury your head in your work. Now that the temperature has changed, go to snacks to find out the news. If you know about it a day and a half earlier than others, our family may have a chance to survive."

Zhong Ping readily agreed, "Meteorological researchers predicted that it might be hot and scorching heat, but it has not been finalized yet, so it has not been released to the public."

"High heat?" Grandma Zhong was terrified, "If there is uncertainty, the higher-ups must not announce it, otherwise the bottom-up will be messed up."

But it is not without traces. The Institute of Agricultural Sciences has been stepping up research day and night on high-temperature-resistant crops, which shows that they have predictions.

Grandma Zhong knew how much supplies the family had. She stared at her daughter-in-law and said, "The temperature keeps rising, and you can no longer do your work. Inquire more these days to see if you can change something to cool down the heat, especially when you come back. It's sterilized."

Once the ice melts, the corpses and domestic garbage in the water will accelerate fermentation under the high temperature, and the possibility of plague is very high.

Grandma Zhong was startled when she thought about it, every day was really difficult.

She has to work hard to live, if one day she closes her eyes, what will happen to these three logs?

...

The things they want are quite complicated, Jiang Ning made a list for the sharp-nosed monkey, "Do you have these things?"

"Sister, I'll get you whatever you want, whether it's a mountain of swords or a sea of ​​flames."

The sharp-mouthed monkey laughed a little bit when he saw people, but when he saw the list above, he couldn't help being dumbfounded and said: "Sister, why do you want these, it's useless."

Jiang Ning looked at him, half-smiling but not speaking.

Oops, the old problem has happened again, and I want to chat with whoever I know well.

However, second-hand fans, second-hand ubs car refrigerators, saltpeter, stainless steel gauze, mosquito coils, insecticides, water towers?

What the hell is this!

"Sister, I have everything you want, and I can even give you brand new electrical appliances."

"No, I want a second-hand one."

"Yes." The sharp-mouthed monkey responded quickly, "Although things are worthless, they are scattered and hard to find. We have to spend time looking for them. Bartering is not cheap."

Jiang Ning nodded, "Exchange it with potatoes."

The sharp-nosed monkey stretched out two fingers, "At least this number?"

"2 catties?"

The sharp-billed monkey almost vomited blood, "No less than 200 catties."

Vampires don't take her like this!

Jiang Ning teased him, "100 catties."

Really lost his temper, the monkey said in frustration, "Okay, you are the sister and you have the final say."

It takes time to receive the goods, and the transaction will be made in three days.

It was still early, and the two of them went to the trading street of the department store to see if they could find what they needed in the future.

Regardless of the rising temperature, minus 50 degrees is still shivering, and sporadic passers-by on the road are in a hurry.

Huo Yishen was wearing thick gloves, and walked forward holding Jiang Ning's hand.

Still not used to being too intimate, she subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back, but he didn't want to let go.

So, Jiang Ning didn't struggle anymore.

When they arrived at the Trading Street, the two strolled carefully, and accidentally found a small thresher with a height of half a person, which can remove more than ten kinds of crops such as wheat, mung beans, soybeans, and corn.

Jiang Ning caught his eye and didn't want to rub the wheat with bare hands anymore.

Huo Yi inspected the threshing machine deeply, and the belt was well wrapped and not frozen hard.

One set costs 20 catties of rice or noodles, and there are 2 sets in total.

Small machines cost only a thousand dollars before the end of the world, and now they are even less valuable.

Jiang Ning is not short of this food, but if he gives it without thinking, he will be targeted by black eaters soon.

Without electricity, ordinary people can't use it.

Jiang Ning put on the posture of a second-hand dealer, tsk-tsk and shook his head, without a strong desire to buy.

Seeing that she was about to leave, the stall owner became impatient, "How much did you say?"

The thresher was moved when looking for supplies. It was useless in the first place. Setting up a stall was just a matter of luck. Finally, I came to ask for a price, but I couldn’t let this fish escape.

Erdao dealers made big bargains on purchases, gesticulated and talked with the stall owners in various jargons, and finally sold 10 catties of potatoes each.

The thresher is not heavy and can be carried by hand.

Avoiding the flow of people to a remote corner, making sure that there is no one around, and taking advantage of Huo Yishen's height to cover it, Jiang Ning put the machine into the space.

Back to continue shopping, she stopped in front of a calligraphy and copybook booth.

Old acquaintance, the one who sells Spring Festival couplets during Chinese New Year.

Calligraphy is excellent, but the survivors can't even eat enough, so how can they appreciate it?

The quotation is ridiculously low, only one or two meters per piece, but no one is interested.

Jiang Ning took a few glances and was about to leave when the stall owner stopped her, "Little girl, I think you are also a calligraphy lover, don't you want to buy some?"

"You write well, but it's of little value."

The man's expression was complicated, and he forced a smile and said, "I have something good here, do you want to see it?"

"Collection?"

The man lowered his voice, "Ming Dynasty copybook."

Jiang Ning cheered up immediately, she wasn't interested in this, but Naihe Space was good at it.

The man picked up the bag, opened the heavily wrapped cloth, took out the yellowed copybook, and carefully spread it out.

Jiang Ning has no artistic talent, and he can't tell the reason for the copybook, but judging from the paper and handwriting, it is indeed an old product, but don't doubt the ability to counterfeit before the end of the world.

She asked the person next to her, "What do you think?"

Huo Yishen really looked at it carefully, and it took him a while to answer, "I think it's okay."

Grandpa is fond of calligraphy. He had a lot of collections in his early years, not to mention making friends with Tibetans, and meeting and communicating from time to time.

At that time, he was still young, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, he didn't dare to say he was proficient, but he knew more than ordinary people.

Jiang Ning thought about it, and asked the man, "How much food?"

"Girl, I spent 5 million to take pictures of this copybook a few years ago." He took out the appraisal certificate, his tone was both excited and heartbroken, "It's definitely worth the money."

Jiang Ning smiled, but didn't speak.