In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

Xu Qingkang nodded repeatedly. He had a lot of skills, but there were not many usable materials around him.

Now that we can join forces with the 18th Floor, we can develop suitable tools in the future.

After returning home, Song Jinhe lay on the sofa and slept so deeply that he didn't even hear the door open.

Being woken up by being gently shaken, she opened her eyes with some displeasure and roughly checked the time before reluctantly sitting up.

"It's time to go down, right? Let me clean up."

She yawned and put on her shoes. She usually stayed in 1801 most of the time, and she was familiar with this place like her second home.

Cheng Qianhuai helped her zip up the down jacket and said as he was doing it: "Lao Xu downstairs is a physicist and said he can make a simple power generation device to provide light sticks specifically for heating and lighting crops.

It just so happens that the original generator in my house is broken. Now I plan to take it and let him practice. If he can make it, it will save us a lot of trouble. "

Song Jinhe yawned and nodded, letting Cheng Qianhuai help her put on her scarf and hat. Then she patted her face and forced herself to wake up, and went to 1601 with him a little tiredly.

Cheng Qianhuai held the small household generator he used to use in his hand and gently placed it in front of Xu Qingkang.

“I bought this before the end of the world and used it for a while, but some parts inside must have been damaged.

You can make it better, and if it doesn't succeed, we'll think of other ways. "

Xu Qingkang took the toolbox handed over by Song Jinhe and opened it excitedly and looked at it: "Okay, okay, there should be no problem.

I plan to build a human-powered generator. After all, the weather is unstable now, and we just have a large number of people, so we can solve this problem. "

Song Jinhe nodded: "No problem, then it's up to you."

Seeing that they could not help much, the other survivors returned home to rest. Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai went to the master bedroom to check the soil condition.

After closing the door to block sight, Song Jinhe took out a small bag of fertilizer from the space and scattered it in, then stirred the moist soil slightly.

After all, they had been frozen for a long time, and she was also afraid that the potatoes would not be able to grow healthily and have a good harvest, so she could only make some small adjustments before the official planting.

There were constant clanging sounds outside the house. After about two hours, Xu Qingkang gently knocked on the master bedroom door with his stiff hands.

"The stuff is almost done, do you two want to check it out?"

Song Jinhe hurriedly mixed the soil evenly and walked out with Cheng Qianhuai.

There was a bicycle prominently placed in the living room, and behind the bicycle was the generator that Cheng Qianhuai took down.

“When people pedal on it, the generator can generate electricity normally.

In fact, more is not enough, but there is absolutely no problem in solving the heating and lighting problems in the master bedroom. "

He rubbed his hands that were already bruised by the cold, but he was very excited that he would still be useful after the end of the world.

Song Jinhe stepped on the bicycle and pedaled twice. It was indeed good. It directly connected all the heating lamp sticks in the master bedroom. Watching them light up one by one was indeed a sense of accomplishment.

"This bicycle is sweet, right?"

Song Jinhe stepped out of the car and moved his legs uncomfortably.

"It's a bit too small and the legs can't fit easily."

Xu Qingkang was a little embarrassed: "I can't help it, I bought it for her when she was a child. It's enough for her, but it's still not suitable for us adults to ride.

It can also be changed to a hand crank, but it will definitely not be as labor-saving as a pedal. "

Song Jinhe waved his hand: "That's good enough. The most important thing now is to put it into use. We can wait until later to talk about the rest."

Xu Qingkang naturally had no objection, and Song Jinhe went to call Mrs. Zhang over. After all, cutting and planting were very particular, and they couldn't just be thrown into the soil casually.

The old lady was still not energetic, but she seemed to gain a little more energy when she talked about farming, and her cloudy eyes became a little brighter.

She finally had a chance to prove her worth. She was not just a burden to her son and grandson, she could also help them.

Song Jinhe sat obediently next to Mrs. Zhang and listened. He waited until all the steps were clear before carefully sending her back.

"Then let's do what the old lady said. I checked the number of people today. Excluding Cheng Qianhuai and I, there are 32 people in the building.

We adopt a shift system, changing one group of people every six hours, with four people in each group.

They are respectively responsible for warning, generating electricity, and recording the growth status of seedlings. "

Song Jinhe told all his plans: "I will make a sign-in book next. The more you work, the more you will get. If you want to rest, just ask the person in charge for leave.

As for the person in charge, I plan to choose you, Uncle Xu. "

As soon as her words came out, Xu Qingkang pointed to his nose in disbelief.

"Me? I can't do it."

He doesn't have the confidence to manage these people well. After the end of the world, everyone has their own tempers and tempers, and he doesn't want to cause too many troubles.

Song Jinhe looked at him with a sincere smile: "I understand your concerns. Those who are disobedient do not need to be dealt with by you, just bring them to me directly.

Being a person in charge can earn you 5 more pounds of potatoes every month. It is your choice whether to take this position or not. "

Xu Qingkang swallowed. Although he didn't understand why Song Jinhe chose him instead of Wang Xingsheng, he couldn't refuse just for these 5 kilograms of potatoes.

Granddaughter Tiantian is now growing up, and she is no longer growing taller even if she is hungry. She will not be able to grow up well if she does not have enough to eat or clothing to keep warm.

"I do."

He responded, and Song Jinhe smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. If you need my help, you can go knock on the door on the 18th floor and find me."

After saying that, she and Cheng Qianhuai went upstairs one after another, and sat in a good mood to warm themselves in front of the fireplace.

"You should know why I chose Xu Qingkang."

She looked up at Cheng Qianhuai, her eyes full of smiles.

"Although Wang Xingsheng is a good man, he has too many brothers. Making him the person in charge is equivalent to giving him the right to control the survivors in Building 3.

As time goes by, even if he doesn't have any dissent, his brothers will use the opportunity to bully the other survivors. "

Song Jinhe snapped his fingers: "As you can see clearly, I have complete confidence in Wang Xingsheng's character, but he cares about too many people and the burden on his shoulders is too heavy.

He will only live better with us, but they will not suffer too much without us.

But Xu Qingkang is different. He has a little granddaughter to support, and the whole family is his weakness. No matter how he develops, he can't get past the two of us, and he will be more dedicated to his work. "

Cheng Qianhuai nodded appreciatively. It must be said that Song Jinhe has made rapid progress. Although the method of handling things is still a little green, he has already developed the behavior of a leader.

From now on, she will definitely not be a thing in the pool. She will always be able to carve out a world for herself in the last days, and he will be able to follow her and take advantage of it.