Stocking up in space: surviving in a world of crisis

After the new year, the temperature plummeted to minus fifteen degrees, and the sea once again became foggy.

And the number of visits by waves is also increasing. The sea is rough and the waves are turbulent. Looking at it from a distance on the island, I feel scalp numb.

Ye Fu couldn't help admiring the firmness of the wooden house. Every time a strong wind and waves came, the wooden house swayed from side to side, as if it would be blown away or fall apart at any time, but it survived every time.

Apart from going out to pick up fish and shrimp every day, and dragging up the iron cages and fishing nets, the two of them seldom go out.

Ye Fu continued to make clothes and shoes in the wooden house, filled the space with cooked food, steamed steamed buns, boiled poison, and occasionally applied a facial mask to maintain his face.

Looking at this nineteen-year-old face, Ye Fu seemed to understand why the ancients pursued immortality.

Forget it, she is twenty-five this year, and will be twenty-six in October.

Twenty-six years old is still young, but compared with nineteen years old, it is young in two dimensions.

In the morning, Ye Fu picked up more than a dozen jellyfish in the yard. The jellyfish are poisonous, so Ye Fu put them in a basin alone, and they might be able to use them when making poison in the future.

During this period of time, Ye Fu finally saw the diversity of marine life. Most of the marine life looks very strange, or in other words, particularly ugly and disgusting.

It is said that the reason why animals in the deep sea are ugly is that they do not need to see light, so they grow as they please.

This statement is interesting.

Ye Fu kept refining medicines for strange and unfamiliar creatures.

The mushrooms dug in the safe area were taken out by Ye Fu and fried into slices of meat. Fortunately, the plastic lunch boxes from before were not thrown away, and they can be recycled after washing.

Yefu didn't buy many lunch boxes, and only wholesaled tens of thousands of them.

Pumpkins were also made into various sweets by her. Jiang Rong liked to eat them, and Ye Fu made a lot of them.

As soon as lunch was ready, Jiang Rong came back, looking at the small great white shark he dragged back, Ye Fu was stunned for a few seconds.

"Slapped in the woods behind by wind and waves, dead."

"This thing should only be used as fertilizer."

Jiang Rong was puzzled, "Why?"

"It urinates through its skin."

"Then put it in the space and use it to grow vegetables and flowers in the future."

A trace of disgust flashed across Jiang Rong's eyes, and he threw the great white shark that had been dragged so hard to the ground. Ye Fu lowered his head and snickered, and quickly put it into the space.

"Okay, it's time to eat. By the way, I made the squid I caught last time into a sizzling squid. Go and taste it."

"Is the squid delicious?"

"good to eat."

Back in the wooden house, Jiang Rong took off his coat, washed his hands and sat in front of the fireplace, waiting for Ye Fu to feed him.

"Try it."

Sprinkled chili on top, not only delicious, but also very spicy.

Jiang Rong took a sip, his face full of surprise, "It's delicious, I'll catch more of this in the future."

On the second day, Jiang Rong really devoted himself to catching squid. He even went out to sea, but it was a pity that he only caught a bagful of sardines.

"Sardines are delicious too." Ye Fu comforted him.

"really?"

"of course."

In the next few days, Jiang Rong started to concentrate on catching sardines again. Ye Fu was amused by his behavior, and always felt that he was sometimes stubborn like a child.

From the tenth day of the first lunar month, the temperature dropped to minus twenty-three degrees, and the wind and waves became stronger and stronger. I have to visit the island several times almost every day.

Jiang Rong took back the iron cages and fishing nets, and there were more fish and shrimps on the island, so let's leave the fish in the sea as a way out for the time being.

The buckets and baskets in the space were full. Ye Fu took out some fir wood, and together with Jiang Rong, made more than a dozen large wooden baskets out of the fir wood, and then spread a layer of plastic sheeting, and put the fish and shrimp into them by category.

The beautiful shells and coral leaves are all kept, and when I see Wenwen and the others in the future, I can give them as gifts.

But the most surprising thing was the pile of mussels caught by the wind and waves, and Ye Fu opened dozens of pearls in it.

Looking at the fineness, one is worth a lot.

It can be made into a necklace, I think Lin Siran will like it.

Now my daily job is to pick up fish and shrimp with tongs, and I have to come out to pick them up every few hours, otherwise I don’t even have a place to stay.

In order to prevent the wooden house from being eroded by the sea, Ye Fu took out a large piece of tarpaulin and covered the wooden house tightly. He also used stones, wood and snow to press it tightly so that even if a hurricane came, it would not blow up.

In the middle of the night, Ye Fuzheng was soundly asleep when a loud bang on the wooden roof woke them up.

"I don't know what was photographed this time, it feels like the beams of the house have been shaken down." Ye Fu muttered with his eyes closed.

"I'll go out and see."

"You don't need to go out, don't you know tomorrow morning?"

After speaking, Ye Fu fell asleep again, and when she woke up the next day, she remembered the things that fell on the roof last night, so she put on her coat and immediately went out to check.

"Is this a whale?"

Jiang Rong has already dragged out the whale that was smashed into the snowdrift. It is not very big, and it should be a cub.

The whale was already dead, so Ye Fu had no choice but to put it in the space first.

"You go back and sleep later, I picked these up." There were dense fish, shrimp and crabs on the snow again, Jiang Rong came over to help Ye Fu put her coat together, and pinched her face.

"I'm with you."

"No, I'll pick it up soon."

"Then I'm going to make breakfast. I can't sleep anymore. What should I eat? Youtiao steamed stuffed bun rice noodle noodles Mala Tang?"

"Noodle."

"Okay, just wait a moment, the little one will do it right away."

Looking at her funny look, Jiang Rong couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Ye Fu hummed a song and entered the kitchen, first boiled a pot of hot water, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and then cooked two bowls of beef noodles.

"Jiang Rong, it's time for breakfast."

"it is good."

After Jiang Rong finished picking up all the fish and shrimp, he had sorted them and put them away. Ye Fu went out and put them into the space, and dragged him back to the wooden house.

The firewood in the fireplace was almost gone, Ye Fu added some more firewood, sparks exploded.

"Jiang Rong, we have to make some big wooden baskets again."

"Is it full again?"

Ye Fu nodded, "Pick it up several times a day, and you can pick up three or four baskets each time. We don't need to hunt in the future. There is too much food in space."

It would be great if the wind and waves could blow over a small yacht. She lacks everything now, except for a yacht.

Jiang Rong nodded, "Okay, you can bring out some fir later, and I'll make some more wooden baskets."

"It's very windy outside now. Since the temperature dropped to minus five degrees, the seagulls have disappeared."

"Temperatures are likely to drop further."

Ye Fu also had a premonition in his heart, it was already twenty-five degrees below zero, but the temperature was dropping every day.

It's okay, the high temperature is more than [-] degrees, and the extreme cold is more than [-] degrees, and it should be able to survive, Ye Fu cheers for himself.

Fortunately, I have hoarded a lot of firewood in the past few years, and it has not been a problem to burn it for more than ten years.