The whole family travels through time: escape from famine! No cheat codes yet!

Shen Zhiqiu was also working very hard.

The bamboo bed is two steps long and one and a half steps wide. When several beds are combined together and tied to each other, they will be more solid and safer.

With the cooperation of division of labor, Shen Mazi and several others were responsible for sawing bamboo poles which were one and a half steps long to make the four legs of the bamboo bed.

Shen Fugui and his men were in charge of making slightly thinner bamboo poles that were two steps and one and a half steps long, and a few other men were making bamboo strips that were the width of the bed.

Finally, the three brothers Shen Zhiqiu and Wang Fuxi assembled the double-decker bamboo beds. Since there were no nails, some nails were not enough to make so many beds.

The only option was to use bamboo nails and vines to fix it. There were all kinds of sounds in the open space at the entrance of the cave.

First, insert a slightly thinner bamboo into the hole left by the bamboo as thick as a bowl. The size of the hole should be about the same as that of the slightly thinner bamboo, and then nail the bamboo nail in.

After completing the frame of the upper and lower bamboo beds, the bamboo pieces are neatly arranged one by one on the bed boards and nailed with bamboo nails.

There is no guardrail on the second floor yet. We have to wait until the two rows of bamboo beds are completed and moved into the cave before we can make the fence. We only need to make a circle of fence around the two rows of bamboo beds.

It can save a lot of materials and time. The main purpose is that because of the limited space, it is impossible for one person to sleep in one bed, so they can only squeeze together.

Anyway, all bamboo beds are of the same height, so they can be used as a bed. When the time comes, just face your head outward or inward.

It was Shen Zhiqiu who came up with the idea, but Wang Fuxi was the main force in making the bamboo bed. After Shen Zhiqiu made it once, he saw it clearly.

The second bed was made even faster than the one he made when he traveled through time. It was hard not to admire him.

A little further from the cave entrance, there was a group of men busy building a kang. Although the wall structure used stones, there were plenty of them, and some strong laborers were assigned to push a small trailer to collect them.

But you can't use stones for the kang surface. There aren't so many relatively flat stones. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to sleep on it?

So we can only make adobe bricks. Farmers are familiar with this work and don't need to be taught. Just make a few wooden frames and mix the mud and put it into the frames. It doesn't require any technical skills at all.

The only trouble is that it is impossible to dry them in a short time in this weather, and there is not enough time to dry them, so we have to make a fire to dry them.

Shen Youyou was smart. Before she went to collect food, she said, "Dad, we still need to burn bamboo charcoal. Burn more bamboo charcoal and store more firewood in winter so that we can spend the winter warmly. Ask the brothers to dig a hole.

To make bamboo charcoal, the newly made bricks are placed around the pit, leaving a path for people to pass through. By the time the bamboo charcoal is burned, the adobe will be dry. It's just that there is not enough time, otherwise I would have thought of burning red bricks directly."

So, they did as she said. Several guys were responsible for burning bamboo charcoal. Since they were in the deep mountains now, they didn't care whether they were exposed or not. They started burning bamboo charcoal and baking adobe bricks during the day.

Baskets of soil were poured here, mixed with hay, water and mud.

The adobe bricks came out neatly, and when they were a little dry, they were piled next to the charcoal burner and baked over the fire.

Thick smoke billowed up into the sky. People who didn't know would think there was a fire in the mountains. In fact, in ancient times, they didn't understand what a forest fire was, so they called it a fire from heaven.

Others who are more superstitious believe that there was a demon in the mountains who was trying to become an immortal, but God did not allow it and sent down fire from heaven to burn it to death.

Even the elderly men carried bamboo baskets and searched for hoarfrost-covered soil to extract salt. Without salt, they had no energy to work.

Even Mr. Shen, who is so old, was kneeling on the ground shoveling the soil. The ground was cold in that weather.

Father Shen was really worried about the old man: "Seventh Uncle, why don't you go back and watch the boys make the bamboo beds and give them some instructions."

To put it bluntly, I'm afraid that my body can't take it at my age.

Master Shen scolded without even raising his head: "Why are you talking so much? Do I know how to make a bamboo bed? You are just a supervisor? Just focus on your work. Don't you know how much a pound of salt cost in previous years? This is a free business. I can do it no matter how cold it is."

Old Man Shen choked: Indeed, this is a free business, and he can do it no matter how cold-hearted or difficult it is. He is used to living a hard life and can't bear to see money slipping away from his eyes.

They abandoned their homes and jobs to escape famine in order to survive, and they wanted their children to survive. They had no other choice but to abandon their houses and fields just to survive.

But when you can survive, this kind of free stuff is waiting for you to pick up on the ground, not to mention that salt is very expensive outside.

He himself felt that the salt his granddaughter asked him to make was whiter than the most expensive salt sold outside, which had a little green color.

If it weren't for the fact that handling salt is against the law and the person involved would be arrested and beheaded, this old man would have wanted to engage in the private salt business.

He had seen white frost like this in the fields, in every corner of the village, and even next to the toilets. He really didn't know this method before. Otherwise, not to mention selling it for money, at least his family wouldn't have to buy salt.

Old Man Shen didn't tell Shen Youyou about this, otherwise Shen Youyou would definitely come up with a crooked way for him. Instead of selling salt, why don't we sell pickled vegetables?

That pickled vegetable uses more salt, so they sell it at a lower price than the cost of making it themselves. Isn't salt free? They still make money. Even if it's not cheaper, there are all kinds of pickled vegetable recipes in later generations, and they can satisfy you with whatever flavor you want.

Anyway, her granddaughter has more and more weird ideas every day.

It really has been from early morning till now, and I only took a half-hour break at noon, eating and drinking water.

At the end of the day, the old lady had refined some salt, and at the same time, she could also boil water for everyone to drink, and she was also responsible for cooking for nearly three hundred people.

Boys as old as Shen Youyou went to cut bamboo to make charcoal and bake adobe bricks. Another group of men picked up stones. Li Quan was in this team, and Dahu followed the women who were digging bamboo shoots and was responsible for protection.

The people who were looking for stones here walked a long way. Before they reached the cave, they passed by a dry riverbed with no water at all.

But the whole river channel is full of round rocks washed out, and there are countless rocks as big as a human head, and even bigger than that, so you can just put them in there.

But those who walk a little further away, like Li Quan and Gao Liehu, are the leaders here.

Logically speaking, Gao Liehu should be considered to be of the same generation as Old Man Shen, but he is physically strong and younger than the other old men, less than 40 years old.

He is no worse than a strong laborer, with a much healthier body and even stronger body.

In a day's work, they went back and forth to the distant river, and the large stones they brought back were more than enough to build a house. You can see how capable these people are.

The women did the same, digging bamboo shoots in small pits in the bamboo forest, and then they packed the shoots and brought them back.

The old ladies are also responsible for boiling it, rinsing it with water, and hanging the black ones on bamboo racks to dry.

Even Shen Yuanbao and Shen Luming were picking up dry firewood with the kids, and piling dry leaves into a pile. If you have bamboo charcoal, you also need dry grass and leaves to start the fire.

Besides, what kind of bamboo charcoal is used to heat the kang? There is dry firewood everywhere in the mountains. Bamboo charcoal is used to keep warm in a brazier when it is too cold.

Right now, outside their cave, there are really a bunch of bamboo beds, a bunch of bamboo shoots, and some people burning bamboo charcoal to bake adobe bricks.

The whole place was full of clouds and mist. If I hadn't been coughing and crying, I would have thought it was some kind of fairyland.