End Times Botanical Paradise [Infrastructure]

Farm laborers are busy slaughtering livestock.

The day laborers in the lumber mill carried the bonfire on the wooden frame.

The cafeteria has never been so lively, with the rhythmic sound of sharpening knives, the sound of sizzling oil pans, the clashing of pots and pans, and the chef shouting, "Where is that Sichuanese? That Sichuanese, you Come here and try this spicy base, is it right?"

The sultry flames licked the bottom of the pot, and pots of hot blood water were collected into the waste tank, and then poured into the composting pool.The so-called resources are not wasted at all.

On the square in front of the market inside the farm, at the junction of the stone house area and the low-rent housing area, and in the cannery compound, three huge bonfires were set up.

Before night fell, the flames on the bonfire soared into the sky.

Several cauldrons were placed outside one by one.

A large pot of Northeast pig-killing vegetables, a large pot of red oil hot pot base, a large pot of bone broth base, a large pot of warm rice, and a large pot of hot oil.

Behind the cauldron is a long table. On the long table are all kinds of sliced ​​meat, cleaned internal organs, and washed and chopped vegetables.

There are chefs guarding behind each big pot, either busy frying noodle fish and oil cakes, or cooking vegetables for people, or constantly replenishing ingredients into the pot.

People bring their own tableware, walk past several big pots one by one, and after they get their favorite dishes, they sit by the campfire and enjoy while chatting.

The flames burned brightly, and it was even warmer to sit near the campfire than at home.

The bonfire near the stone house area has the most people to entertain. In case of trouble there, Jiang Mo and Xu Yan have been watching nearby since the beginning of the bonfire.

Unexpectedly, the refugees were particularly orderly. Instead, the group of people in the market square made a lot of noise, singing and dancing.

Before they got close, they heard their laughter soaring to the sky.

Jiang Mo blocked his ears and wanted to go around, when suddenly there was a thunderous shout, "Second Boss! Big Boss!"

"Why did they call you in front?" Xu Yan muttered.

Jiang Mo didn't hear his muttering, because the group of employees had already rushed up like a flood.

Before the two of them could react, they snatched Jiang Mo over like bandits, carried him to the square.

Xu Yan was stunned for a moment, watching Jiang Mo being lifted up in the air, waving his arms angrily, and then, two young men rushed in front of him and stood still.

The three pairs of eyes looked at each other for two seconds, and one of the young men suddenly yelled, "Team! We dare not!"

Xu Yan: ...

Don't dare to do anything, dare not lift me up?

Then he saw Wei Xinghe coming out of the darkness, and kicked each of them, "Excellent!"

After scolding someone, Wei Xinghe raised his head and met Xu Yan's gaze.

He coughed lightly, "President Xu, please."

Xu Yan laughed lightly.

Putting his hands in the pockets of his trousers, his eyes followed Jiang Mo, and he walked slowly to the campfire.

Next to the bonfire, there are three piles of presents like Christmas trees.

Each gift is wrapped in an exquisite box with a note attached to the box.

Fang Nan was half squatting beside one of the piles of gifts, reading the words on the note, when he saw Xu Yan, he rolled his eyes and smiled.

"For us?" Xu Yan asked.

Wei Xinghe was obviously a little nervous, he cleared his throat, and was about to speak when a group of people raised Jiang Mo up and put him down.

Su Yu took the lead and shouted loudly, "Second Boss! Happy Chinese New Year!"

Su Yu: "These gifts are given to you by everyone. Thank you for your dedication to everyone."

He must have drunk some wine, his cheeks were flushed with excitement, his eyes were bright, he approached Jiang Mo, and "quietly" said: "You have the most gifts! Because everyone loves the second boss the most!"

"Ahem!" Wei Xinghe coughed heavily.

Su Yu whispered too loudly.

Xu Yan laughed, "It doesn't matter," he said to Su Yu, "I love Second Boss the most too."

"Ow—"

What did they hear!

The crowd exploded, looking at each other.

Su Yu drove them away thoughtfully, and wanted to leave himself, but was pulled back by Jiang Mo, "Thank you." Jiang Mo's voice was hoarse.

"Thank you." Xu Yan raised his lips and looked at Wei Xinghe.

Fireworks suddenly exploded in the sky.

Fireworks bloom one after another in the air, and then turn into fireflies, fading into the dark night sky.

The noisy crowd gradually quieted down, and they raised their heads in unison, with colors in everyone's eyes.

Jiang Mo looked up for a while, then looked at Xu Yan, "You did it?"

The fireworks that bloomed one after another cast a thick and colorful light and shadow on his face.

Xu Yan approached him slightly, "It's my New Year's gift to you. Jiang Mo, Happy New Year."

Jiang Mo raised his head and stared at the fireworks for a while.

He pulled Xu Yan's wrist and pulled him behind the gift pile.

"how?"

As soon as Xu Yang said a word, he felt Jiang Mo's warmth.His heart moved, his lips were blocked by the other's soft lips, and there was a slight biting feeling from the corner of his mouth.

Xu Yan's eyes dimmed instantly.

He hugged Jiang Mo lightly, hiding his figure behind the pile of presents, crackling fireworks exploded beside his ears, making his heart tremble.

"I also have a gift for you." After the kiss, Jiang Mo's eyes were wet, "It's hanging on the hanger in your room.

It was the windbreaker that I wanted to give you as a gift, but someone bought it, and I later let Zou Yang..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Yan bullied himself, and his fiery lips fell again.

On the first day of the new year, Jiang Mo sat on the bed and unwrapped presents one by one.

The bed was a mess, full of gift boxes.

The boxes on the left are unopened, and the boxes on the right are empty boxes that have been dismantled. As for the bed, it is covered with small notes for messages written by Jiang Mo.

"Remember the truck driver who helped you move? Thank you for everything."

"Uncle Jiang, our whole family is grateful for your invention of creeper wheat."

"It took a long time to find out that the person who rescued us from the flood with mutated duckweed was our beloved Second Boss. Thank you! I wish you a happy new year!"

"Second Boss! All the staff in the experimental greenhouse admire you the most!"

Jiang Mo smiled and spread the notes on the bed one by one, when the phone rang suddenly.

It's the number of Seawater Pond, but after connecting it is Wei Jing's voice, "Is the thing in my lucky bag the one I was thinking of?"

On New Year's Eve, Jiang Mo distributed lucky bags to every employee above the middle level. Most of the lucky bags were filled with heavy coins, but there were also a few special ones.

"Yes." Jiang Mo admitted, "Grafting creeper seeds, one plant can produce about 2000 second-generation creeper plants."

Jiang Mo: "It's coming to spring, sow seeds early."

Wei Jing's voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and he thanked him softly.

"I do have some people to support," Wei Jing said, "Some people from our civilization were brought out by me and hid in a safe area that the alliance couldn't find.

They have their own means of earning food, but your seeds will help them more than you can imagine. "

Wei Jing thought for a while, and continued, "There is more than one World Tree. I only know that everyone who has evolved has the opportunity to plant a World Tree. Jiang Mo, come on."

There is more than one world tree.

This overturned Jiang Mo's previous guess that the entire polluted area was penetrated by the world tree.

Jiang Mo suppressed his smile, thought for a moment, and thanked him as well.

After the Spring Festival, the temperature rises slowly, and the apricots on the trees are gradually ripening.

Except for a small number of apricot trees that are planted in the square of Shiwu District, most of them are scattered on the slopes of Biyun Mountain.

People in the Shiwu District have a tacit agreement to only pick the apricots in front of their own homes, and leave the apricots on the hillside to the people in the low-rent area.

Occasionally, there are a few greedy people who go to grab food from the people in the low-rent area, and those elderly uncles and aunts promise to publicize his behavior to every household.

Those who were already hungry and full, rarely stuttered.

Some of them came from other strongholds on S Island, and some came from Xiaogushan.

Many people feel that they can't live on, and they insist on it almost by instinct.

But who would have thought that in the darkest time, they would have a warm house, eat a New Year's Eve dinner with meat and vegetables, and they would have sweet fruits.

The idea of ​​wanting to live well is so humble. It only takes a little spark to ignite the whole prairie fire.

When the temperature rose above minus [-] degrees, the farm resumed production and the work of clearing the snow resumed.

Refugees living in low-rent areas go to the staff to register every day, watching the number of working days owed by them being crossed out one by one, and calculating how long they have to work before they can save some money and buy some food.

It was still cold outside, but they hoped for more snow and a longer winter.

When it was more than ten degrees below zero, the ivy had grown to the height of a person, and the grafted eggplants and grafted tomatoes also began to head and produce side shoots.

Lin Xieyi led the farm's technical staff to hold open-air lectures every weekend, teaching everyone how to make the creeper grow more side branches, how to apply fertilizer, how to sharpen and press the branches.

The snow covering S Island was gradually cleared.

The piles of firewood piled outside the residents' doors gradually decreased.

Grain stocks in farm warehouses are gradually increasing.

At the beginning of April, in sleep, everyone suddenly heard a low roar.

The roaring sound continued around Island S, as if a wild beast was roaring, or as if some weird horn sounded.

"what happened?"

"earthquake?!"

The refugees ran out of their homes, packed up their things in a panic, and ran around.

In the distance, the militia trotted over, "Go back! Go back!"

"It's okay! The sea ice melted!"

The thinnest piece of ice broke because it couldn't bear the pressure, causing a series of chain reactions.

The ice cracked, leaving cracks one after another, and the sound of rumbling was endless.

This sound lasted for more than a week before it stopped.

Then, after more than three months, people finally saw the blue sea again.

spring is coming.

Jiang Mo summoned the system and looked at the 100 million points on the system interface.

He ordered the upgrade without hesitation.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-12-1418:03:20~2021-12-1519:17:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Xuan; 1 bottle of Ruinao Xiaojinshou and Qizijiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!