Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 85 Harvesting Plants
Qi Sixing, who was lagging behind, was stunned for two seconds before he reacted, "Sister Jinhe, wait for me!"

Pure natural honey has a unique color and taste. It's just the right amount of sweet, not cloying at all, with a subtle fragrance. It's great for making a drink with water, and you can also use it to roast chicken.

Around three or four o'clock, it started raining again, but this did not stop Song Jinhe from scavenging supplies.

Qi Sixing stayed behind to guard the wooden house and gathered some firewood.

Song Jinhe and Jiang Shi'an went out wearing raincoats. The first house they went to was a house with flowers planted in front of it. The wooden door was broken, so they could get in without having to pry it open.

They searched both the first and second floors but found no food. On the second floor, there was only a severely decomposed corpse and some relatively clean clothes, blankets, and umbrellas.

Continuing to the next house, the door was locked, and the contents were in disarray, whether it was ransacked during the rush to seek refuge or had been looted. Again, no food was found.

Until they arrived at the last house, there were cultivated fields under the blooming pear trees in the backyard.

Although no one has tended to the plants for a year, and the weeds have grown even better, there are still some relatively resilient vegetables.

Peas, shepherd's purse, rapeseed, and chili peppers.

In addition to picking vegetables, they also dug up a chili pepper plant and a pea plant with shovels, wrapped them in plastic wrap, and stored them away.

Planting it directly in a pot takes up too much space and it won't grow in the space. Digging it up whole is more cost-effective.

Song Jinhe also dug up a strawberry seedling that didn't take up much space.

A single strawberry plant can be grown into many others.

This family also planted a few Longjing tea trees, but they didn't grow very well due to the bad weather, and not many tender buds could be harvested.

She really likes Longjing tea. Even though she couldn't harvest much, she stocked up on some so she could process it herself later. She didn't dig up any more trees, since digging up one or two tea trees is useless.

This family clearly knows how to live well. Song Jinhe's gaze swept over the dust-covered photo frames and the noodles in the cupboard, but unfortunately they were all moldy. In the end, she found some soybeans, unopened salt, and MSG.

Although I didn't find anything to fill my stomach, the overall haul was pretty good.

When they returned, Qi Sixing had already tidied up the cabin, taken out all the moldy bedding, lit a fire in the charcoal brazier, and washed all the pots and pans by shaking the well for a long time.

"Your work efficiency is quite good." Song Jinhe walked in carrying supplies.

“That’s right.” Qi Sixing was very pleased.

Looking at what they brought back, he casually took the vegetables, saying, "So much stuff! Let me wash it."

He only got to eat by working for Sister Jinhe, so of course he had to be proactive in doing these chores.

As darkness fell, they lowered the old-fashioned windows of the wooden house, turned on the lights, and gathered around the fireplace to cook dinner.

Song Jinhe put the noodles into the pot, without adding the seasoning packet, but instead seasoned the soup herself, using the seasoning Jiang Shi'an's.

She only knows how to add salt, and how much she pours depends entirely on how steady her hand is. Once, she overturned her car and was called the Salt King by Zhang Yi and Cheng Yan.

Song Jinhe added tender green vegetables to the soup, and secretly added some ham scraps that had been chopped into thin slices.

It was such a big ham, and it took several of them two days to cut all the meat out, divide it into several boxes, and store it in their space. There's still quite a bit left.

In the past, hotels would have cut off and discarded the outer layer of that kind of ham to show off their status, but in the apocalypse, it certainly wouldn't be wasted.
Song Jinhe casually grabbed two chili peppers and threw them into the fire. The ashes were clean, and once they were cooked, she took them out, peeled off the outer skin, and sprinkled some salt on them. They smelled especially delicious.

Sparks crackled and popped from below, while steam billowed from the pot above, filling the air with a delicious aroma.

Before the noodles are taken out of the pot, drizzle a little sesame oil on them. The aroma will instantly fill the surroundings and sweep away the fatigue of the past few days.

Qi Sixing held the empty bowl, gazing longingly at the food in the pot.

To be able to eat something like this while on the run made him think for a moment that he was camping. The noodles were chewy and had absorbed the delicious broth. He couldn't believe how happy he would be if he could eat this every day.

The vegetables were delicious, with a subtle sweetness, and the chili peppers roasted over a fire were incredibly fragrant.

"Why is there still meat?" Qi Sixing asked in confusion.

The jerky he got yesterday was definitely not this delicious, and it was all in his backpack as a reserve.

"Just eat." Seeing that he looked hungry, Song Jinhe took out a flatbread and heated it over the fire to cover it up. "Want some?"

"Yes!" Qi Sixing nodded repeatedly. His sister Jinhe was the best to him.

Seeing his touched expression, Song Jinhe reminded him, "It's a bit hard, you'd better soak it in the soup."

The one given to Jiang Shi'an was made later; it looked almost the same, and tasted much better, but she couldn't eat any more.

"It's okay! I like it hard."

His words abruptly stopped, and Qi Sixing stared blankly at the bite mark on the pancake.

He spoke too soon.

At night, they still took turns resting.

It was just past midnight. This wasn't supposed to be Song Jinhe's turn to stay up today, but she hadn't gone up to sleep yet.

"You have something to ask me?" Jiang Shi'an's lips curled up slightly.

"You also have something to ask me," Song Jinhe tilted her head. "You're planning to go to Luozhou, right?"

Everyone else's goal is to survive, and they wouldn't have much disagreement with her. Jiang Shi'an is different; surviving is just too easy for him.

Talented individuals with real ability either go to the base or establish their own power outside.

In the future, it will be common for various organizations to compete for resources for survival.

“Yes, I will go to Los Angeles.” His slightly fluttering eyelashes cast a thick shadow on his face.

"When we first met, I had just come out of an underground laboratory. Laboratories of that size also exist abroad."

The ending is always the same. Having witnessed the most utter despair and accepted that the world has become like this, I want to see just how far humanity's genes will go.

He didn't care about the process or the method. He considered abandoning the rules of the civilized era, but in the end he deleted the sealed data.

The reason she was able to contact the outside world but didn't leave was indeed because of her.

"Do you want to go there?" Jiang Shi'an looked at Song Jinhe.

“I’ve considered it, if there’s no suitable place to live outside,” Song Jinhe said.

Starting in the second year of the apocalypse, zombies and creatures affected by the zombie virus's genes will mutate rapidly.

Ordinary houses are no match for it, and the overall strength of the villa area is even weaker.

Even without this incident, if we don't improve our strength, we'll be wiped out if those post-apocalyptic werewolves discover us in the future; we have too few combat-capable personnel.

The Los Angeles base was at least one place she knew where she could survive; it wasn't too late to go and check it out before making a decision.

“I was also worried that we would be restricted everywhere in such a complicated place as Luozhou. This journey is also an opportunity to improve our strength and collect supplies.” Song Jinhe chuckled. “So we have reached a consensus on the direction we are heading.”

(End of this chapter)