Rebirth and stocking up in the apocalypse, I have tens of thousands of supplies for the world

When she repaired the heating pipe, she was worried that the bathroom drain would be clogged. What she didn't expect was that it would be used for this purpose.

Don't worry about what is being burned on the third floor. Use machine-made charcoal to save money. You can also try briquettes to see if they will be more resistant to burning.

She bought the wrong briquette stove before... She bought the largest briquette briquette stove, but she chose the briquette briquette stove for 12 briquettes, which was quite embarrassing.

Moreover, this thing still has some smell when burning, so she is not willing to use it, but it can be used to warm the house on the third floor.

Only a section of the first floor has been repaired, which is the section of the sewer pipe. However, the heater will not go down automatically.

She had to take a small charcoal stove, set up a simple exhaust pipe, and inserted it into the repair pipe opening.

He took out a larger charcoal stove, placed it under the exhaust pipe, and lit a charcoal fire.

Hua Ningyao complained in her heart. In the next few hours, she would have to refuel the charcoal fire. Even if she wasn't running for fitness, she would still be exercising a lot.

Fortunately, she had the foresight to store so much charcoal that she would be satisfied without 40 tons.

We also built this heating channel, otherwise...it would really be exhausting to light a house full of fires, right?

She pulled out her big shed again, covered the main entrance to form a small tent, and took out a charcoal stove.

Fortunately, the charcoal seller gave a lot of charcoal, so she didn't mind it, so she kept them all and burned a pot of charcoal at the door.

Ignore other places, let's just do it. The pipes on each floor have a hole that can be plugged in, otherwise she will definitely connect the carbon stove in the house.

She went up to the third floor and lit a stick of mugwort on the third floor. She did the same thing on the first floor. She went back to the second floor and lit a roll and a stick before going back to the house and lying down.

Hey, hard work. I thought I could lie down flat, but I didn’t expect the snow to be such a terrible thing.

Hua Ningyao, who had never known snow to be clear, felt for the first time in her life that snow was not a good thing.

It would be great if you could save the air conditioning in winter and use it in summer, and save the heat in summer and use it in winter.

Hua Ningyao couldn't help but think wildly. She had also imagined that if a car could become bigger or smaller, it would shrink when there was a traffic jam, walk there, go to a place where there was no traffic jam, and then turn the car into a smaller one. The car is released.

This was what she had thought when she was in elementary school. She never liked communicating with others, and just liked to think alone in silence.

That is, more than ten years have passed, and technology has not yet realized her fantasy.

Hua Ningyao rolled over and got up from the bed to cook. There was a small stove on the table. She took out a chicken and chopped it vigorously.

Her knife skills are good if she can chop them into pieces. As for the shape and size, don't pursue it.

Cut some onions, ginger and garlic, pour a cup of soy sauce, a cup of rice wine, and a cup of rock sugar and marinate half a chicken for an hour.

Throw it into a small pot that can be eaten by one person, stir-fry it, add some water, and let it boil. She learned this from watching a video and called it a simple version of three-cup chicken.

I set up a steamer on top and put a bowl of rice on it to steam. Then I turned on my phone and squatted there watching TV series while waiting for the rice to cook.

After waiting for about forty minutes, the aroma of meat and rice came, and Hua Ningyao took down the steamer.

I cut some cabbage, threw it into three cups of chicken, turned it on and simmered for a while and then turned it off.

Although she knew that there was no cabbage in the three-cup chicken, she was too lazy to make another dish, as long as it was edible.

The cabbage that has absorbed the chicken soup is crisp and sweet, and the three-cup chicken tastes very good, mainly because the chicken is good.

Hua Ningyao ate again, watched TV series for a while, lay down and rested for an hour, then got up and looked at the fireplace.

About two hours would be the right time to add charcoal, and she was already a skilled furnace worker.

She took a look and saw that a small cell of the battery had been used up, so she took it to charge.

After running for two hours, I feel pretty good. It seems that the score on the data panel is not for nothing.

I originally thought that running would be tiring at first due to my new body, but I didn’t expect that two hours would be okay.

He took the small bucket and added charcoal to each stove. As usual, the fireplace shoveled half a kilogram of biomass fuel into it.

The charcoal fire on the third floor was also not extinguished, and there was still fire in the briquettes. Hua Ningyao inserted two more briquettes and half a catty of machine-made charcoal.

Nowadays, the temperature on the third floor is much warmer than before. Hua Ningyao can clearly see that the snow on the glass of the rooftop door has melted.

Even though the wind and snow were still howling outside, the thickness of the snow was showing a vague tendency to decrease. Hua Ningyao breathed a sigh of relief.

I went to the first floor again and added charcoal to the two small carbon stoves. The effect of the insulation shed was really good.

Except for the bedroom, everyone uses machine-made charcoal. Next time, you can stock up on more machine-made charcoal. It is quite useful, cheap and easy to use.

Briquettes can also be used, they are resistant to burning, and the temperature seems to be quite good. The fireplace is close to the wall next to the door, and the snow and water are left behind.

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"Brother, this snow won't bury our house, right?"

Qin Feng said with some worry, looking out the window there was already half a meter of snow, and their house had also built a certain slope.

The snow was not easy to accumulate at the door. The snow was still half a meter high. Qin Lie pursed his lips. He had prepared tools to shovel the snow.

However, we have to wait for the blizzard to stop before we can shovel the snow. Now outside, people cannot come back if they go out.

"It's okay. We live on the third floor. We won't go down to such a height for a while."

Qin Lie comforted Qin Feng, but Qin Linglin was still acting like crazy. She was finally willing to talk to her second brother yesterday and asked him to give him more dried meat, but he refused.

"When will this snow stop? I can't stay in this house anymore."

Qin Linglin stamped her feet, very angry, but did not dare to show it in front of Qin Feng. In fact, Qin Feng could tell at a glance that she was unhappy, but he was just too lazy to care.

Liu Zihao didn't even want to coax her, it was too annoying and he always lost his temper all day long.

"do not know."

He said with a sullen face. He remembered an old place about him and Hua Ningyao. The place was very remote, but it was indeed suitable for hiding things.

Moreover, after looking at the photos for a few days, he was 100% sure that Hua Ningyao was there, but now that he couldn't get out, he was very depressed.

After many days of investigation, he found that Qin Lie must have hidden food and other things in his room.

Because several times, he saw Qin Lie taking things out directly from the room and dividing them, but this time, the possibility of stealing things was even lower.

You know, Qin Lie's bedroom is more than seventy square meters. I don't know how many things can be hidden. How can I feel better when I know but can't get it?

Qin Linglin, who always loses her temper when facing her brother, is reluctant to show any anger towards Liu Zihao.