Travel through famine years and awaken a post-apocalyptic survival system.

After dinner was prepared, the family sat down at the kang table to eat.

Pork, cabbage, and tofu stew.

There wasn't enough time to make steamed buns, so I made white rice instead.

Wheat flour and rice are also available in rural areas, but in order to eat more, people basically only keep coarse grains, and only a very small amount of refined grains are reserved for holidays and festivals.

Zhao Qingsong likes to eat rice, but he doesn't care much about plain steamed buns. He prefers steamed buns made from a mixture of two types of flour.

It has the aroma of corn and the soft, chewy texture of wheat flour.

The reason why corn in rural areas doesn't taste good is because of processing issues. The flour isn't ground very finely in the villages, so it doesn't taste as good.

If it's cornmeal in powder form, it's not much different from regular flour.

"Brother, this is so delicious! It's even better than what we ate during Chinese New Year!"

The little girl was eating while breathing out warm air, and she was so excited she was about to cry.

Zhao Qingsong smiled and said, "If you like it, eat more, but don't burn yourself."

Aside from the meat I had given myself before, the last time I ate pork was three years ago when I ate in the cafeteria.

The canned braised pork I made myself doesn't taste as good as this freshly made version.

Zhao Qingsong took out a bottle of Wuliangye liquor and poured some for his parents; it was a liquor voucher he had received last time.

"Dad, have a drink. I bought some Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor). I'll give a bottle to the brigade leader sometime."

The father's mouth watered at the sight of the wine.

Hearing this, he asked curiously, "Why? We're not asking anyone for favors, and it's not a holiday, why are you sending wine?"

Zhao Qingsong picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

Hmm, it tastes good, and it's somewhat different from what we've had in later generations.

Then he said, "Dad, listen to me on this. It's necessary for you to maintain a good relationship with the brigade leader while you're here. It's just a bottle of wine, after all."

There are only a few days left until New Year's Day. If I can't find a job, my parents and their family will have to continue living in the village.

Having someone to take care of you makes a difference.

Having more friends means having more options.

As for finding a job, he didn't mention it, saying he'd talk about it after things were settled.

After thinking about it, the father agreed.

"Okay, I'll deliver it another day."

"Okay! Let's eat!"

Zhao Qingsong smiled and began to eat.

Eating a hot dish like this in the dead of winter is really comforting. I used to find it too troublesome to make at the factory.

We were full and satisfied.

Zhao Qingsong was about to leave.

"Mom and Dad, I don't think I'll be coming back anytime soon. If you need anything, come find me at the factory. I'm in the security office, near the gatehouse."

"Okay, do your job well, and don't come back unless necessary. Don't worry about the family."

"Alright, you can eat the food, but don't starve yourselves. I'll get you some cloth coupons when we get paid next month."

His salary hasn't been paid yet, so many things can't be made public.

You can't bring the cloth either; you can bring it after you get your next paycheck.

"I know. Just take care of yourself. Your parents have lived here all their lives and haven't achieved much. You should marry a city girl and get a stable job."

His mother straightened his clothes, her face full of sighs.

"Don't worry, it's getting late, I have to go back."

Zhao Qingsong said hello before pushing the cart away, leaving behind the lantern he had taken with him earlier.

……

By the time Zhao Qingsong came out, it was already completely dark. He took out a flashlight and rode his bicycle towards the steel plant.

I originally planned to go to the city, but I didn't expect it to get so late.

I think I'll pass.

We've basically got all the supplies we needed to exchange; if we need more, we'll go back another time when we have time.

……

By the time he got home, it was almost eight o'clock.

Not finding anyone in the alley, he hurried home.

The courtyard gate was closed.

Meanwhile, he was thinking about the wild boars. Dealing with them was very troublesome, and the countryside wasn't suitable for them.

That leaves only this place.

Who to look for?

Then his eyes lit up.

It's Gao Dazhi!

But before that, he needed to find an excuse, after all, you can't hunt wild boars empty-handed!

Only one of the wild boars was killed by a bullet wound to the eye; the others all had bullet holes.

With that in mind, he went straight to the basement and made a wooden basin.

Add water and salt.

They moved the wild boar to the bathroom and stabbed it in the neck.

The wild boar had been dead for a long time, but it had been kept in the space. Now, some of its blood could be released, otherwise the meat wouldn't taste good.

After finishing, I made some wooden spikes and poked several holes in the wild boar's body.

They then mixed some mud with the blood on Hu Manzhu's body.

When he felt it was about time, he clapped his hands.

The room was filled with a fishy smell.

Fortunately, it was in the bathroom, so it was alright; the water flushed it away.

After finishing, I put the things into my spatial storage and then took them to the yard and left them there.

Clap your hands.

That should be good now, there shouldn't be any more doubts, right?

Instead of rushing over, I first lit a fire and boiled water.

After finishing my work, I didn't even bother to check if the water was on, and rode my bike straight to the staff compound.

"Brother Liu, Brother Zhou."

As soon as I arrived at the compound, I saw that Lao Liu and Lao Zhou had just returned, and they looked like they had just taken a shower.

"Qingsong, what brings you here? Is something the matter?"

Old Liu looked at him and asked with a smile.

Zhao Qingsong smiled and said, "Oh, I need to talk to Brother Gao about something and ask him for help. Are you guys free? If not, we can come over together."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Old Zhou was puzzled.

"I hunted a wild boar, but I don't know how to prepare it. Does anyone know how?"

"Really? How did you get it?"

"The trap I dug yesterday is still there today. I don't know how to deal with it, so I'm going to go find Brother Gao."

"How big!"

"It's not small, probably weighing two or three hundred pounds."

"hiss!"

Both of them gasped.

Old Zhou chuckled and said, "I'll go find Old Gao, he's home! Old Liu, go to the food station and borrow a set of tools."

Old Liu smiled and agreed.

"Fine, go ahead and call someone, I'll take him there. You take my clothes back with you."

Old Zhou agreed, took Old Liu's clothes, and headed straight for the compound.

After Lao Liu and the others left, he said, "Come on, I'll take you there."

Zhao Qingsong agreed.

I took him to the food station on my bike, and borrowed a shuttle bus, pig-slaughtering tools, a wooden bucket for scalding pig hair, a long plank, a stool...

After finishing my work, I went back.

When he arrived home, Gao Dazhi and Lao Zhou were already waiting at the gate of the compound.

"Brother Gao!"

Zhao Qingsong parked the car and greeted him with a smile.

He then said apologetically, "Brother Gao, I've gotten this car dirty. I'll wash it clean and then give it back to you. Don't worry, I didn't damage it."

"Hey, hey, who cares about cars! Look at the pigs!"

Gao Dazhi urged him with a smile.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingsong smiled and opened the courtyard gate, pushing it open directly.

The lights in the main room were on.

At a glance, you can see a large, fat pig lying on the ground with many bloody mouths on its body.

"Good heavens, this is even bigger than the one we fought before! It must weigh at least 300 pounds!"

The group of people all gasped in shock.