For Yu Yao, life has not changed much. The wind and snow are howling outside, the warmth is like spring inside the tent, Zhou Ji is famous, and no unsighted people come to harass her. She has also heard about underground refuge. Due to the circumstances, I had no intention of taking the initiative to huddle with them to show that we were in harmony with each other. Yu Yao enjoyed everything Zhou Ji created for her, enjoying every bit of the two of them being together. She planned carefully and used the little food and water left to arrange three meals a day. In her free time, she played the pipa and watched him write. Taking pleasure in suffering under the threat of natural disasters, it is as sweet as sugar.
The Xichen Building stands in the wind and snow. The walls dissipate heat very quickly, and the indoor temperature drops to minus 20 or 30 degrees. The fireplace is lit day and night, and the firewood is consumed very quickly. Every room in the building had been repeatedly ransacked, and there were very few usable items. Zhou Ji carried a crowbar and an ax and started sweeping room by room from the top floor, not sparing the tables, chairs and floors, and bringing back all the wood that could be burned to use as fuel. . Being aloof and independent, not crowded with others in the three-story underground parking lot and breathing turbid air, this is the price that must be paid.
Occasionally there are unexpected surprises. In a luxuriously decorated office on the 23rd floor, the owner spent a lot of money to order a heavy boss desk and a set of floor-standing combination back cabinets. The wood is extremely solid. , from the inside out, even the least eye-catching boards are solid hardwood. These wood can be burned for a long time. Zhou Ji used an ax to split open the table cabinet and found a "secret compartment" on the lower floor of the back cabinet, which was filled with various foreign wines, whiskey, brandy, vodka, rum, and absinthe. There is a dazzling array of wine, gin, and tequila, and they never look cheap.
Zhou Ji found a cardboard box, emptied all the foreign wine, and stuffed it full with waste paper to avoid bumping. Before leaving, he took it with the firewood and moved it back to the fourth floor with a lot of effort. In the "comfort zone". That night, the fire illuminated Yu Yao's face. She opened the blind box with great interest, took out bottles of foreign wine from the carton, studied it by the light of the fire, identified the awkward foreign texts, and finally chose I ordered a bottle of Paris absinthe to try.
The main raw materials of absinthe are absinthe flowers and leaves, green anise and sweet fennel. These three are often called the "holy trinity". The color and taste of the wine are very special. It is as green as a dream, with a slight bitter taste of some herbs. Some people feel that drinking absinthe makes their whole body feel hot and has an aphrodisiac effect. Zhou Ji was afraid that she wouldn't be used to drinking it, so he mixed some ice water. Ice water was the most indispensable thing under the snowstorm. He put the bowl in the room and it turned into ice after a while.
Yu Yaoyan smiled at Yan Yan, her eyes wandering, leaning against the fireplace to keep warm, drinking cold absinthe, and gradually became a little tipsy. She had been frightened these days, and it was not until this moment that the dust settled that she truly relaxed. Come down. She played the pipa under the influence of alcohol and played a song "Sending to the Bright Moon", which was generous and fierce, with a kind of determination that would never come back. After she finished, she was still not satisfied, so she casually played a piece of "Chang'an Girl". Zhou Ji didn't listen to these songs very much, and felt very novel.
As if she had exhausted all her strength, Yu Yao dropped her pipa, stretched out her hand to hold Zhou Ji's collar, pulled him close to her, breathed the scent of wine, and kissed him gently.On the corner of his mouth, just like he did to himself.
The days of hiding from the wind and snow are very boring. I huddle in the darkness on the third floor underground, shrinking from the cold. I wish I could hide my head and face in my clothes and breathe in the warm and turbid air, which stings. The nasal cavity got some comfort. For these survivors, the biggest expectation every day is to eat and drink. Although the rations are not much, at least they have warm food to soothe their hungry stomachs and feel that they are still alive.
In order to win over people's hearts, Xun Ye and Song Qi naturally treated their cronies favorably. The rationing system was the basis for maintaining order and could not be broken. They unanimously rewarded them with wine, cold beer, warm rice wine, Sharing the spicy liquor with the people around you not only brings them closer together, but also wins their support. Differentiation is inevitable. Xun Ye has his inner circle, Song Qi also has his inner circle, and the outer layer is the "little minions" who are attached to the core. There is no loyalty at all, but they have to be forced to do many things. , it is enough to give some benefits. Although the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, horses will lose their motivation to run if they are too full.
As for the remaining ordinary people, the old, the weak, women and children, they are in a state of disarray. They cannot lift it with their hands or bear it on their shoulders. They can only endure the suffering of fate silently and struggle to survive on the minimum ration. Fortunately, neither Xun Ye nor Song Qi ignored them. After a while, they found an excuse to distribute an extra batch of supplies to pull them out of the quagmire of despair and survive as much as possible.
Zhou Ji and Yu Yao live in seclusion. No one visits them on weekdays. They live in a quiet and deserted place, and their lives are quite comfortable. Zhou Ji rarely reached out to others and tried his best to solve the livelihood problems by himself. He carefully plundered the Xichen Building. The wood for the fire was piled up into a hill. It would not be a problem to survive the snowstorm. But except for the batch of foreign wine, he did not pick up any more. Something leaked. Fortunately, there was Tiandu tea to replenish their energy, so they didn't eat much. In the most extreme case, a pack of instant noodles, a small piece of bacon, and a glass of absinthe mixed with ice water were enough to survive the whole day.
Every evening, Zhou Ji, Xun Ye, and Song Qi met in the parking lot on the second underground floor for a meeting, exchanging information, solving problems, and trying to nip any signs of conflict in the bud. Everything else can be overcome, but the most troublesome thing for them is how to solve the problem of eating. The rationing system cannot feed so many mouths, and the supplies in stock are getting less and less. If the snowstorm continues, they are likely to be interrupted at some point in the future. Got food.
A group of people are trapped underground without food. Soon someone will starve to death, and the corpse will become a target of public criticism. Sooner or later, someone will be so hungry that they lose their mind, cut off the flesh of the corpse, cook it and eat it. Once something like this happens, it will inevitably trigger a chain reaction. Order will fall apart in a short period of time, people will turn into beasts, and all previous efforts will be in vain.
Despite being aware of the crisis, they were at a loss and had no better way to break the situation. After much discussion, Zhou Ji finally came up with a stupid idea. Since the wind and snow were too strong and he was trapped underground and couldn't get out, he might as well dig a tunnel like a mole.Spend more effort and dig into the nearest subway tunnel to look for a chance of survival. Xunye's eyes lit up, he took out a map to search for the subway route near Xichen Building, scribbled it on a piece of waste paper, calculated the earthwork that needed to be excavated, and finally shook his head at Zhou Ji. It was not possible to rely on them alone. OK.
Song Qi took the map from Xun Ye, studied it carefully for a long time, pointed to Wanxiang Yayuan to the east of the supermarket and said: "There is only a road separated here, twenty or thirty meters at most. Dig through the ground floor. If you are lucky, you can dig through the underground parking lot opposite..." Wanxiang Yayuan is an old community with a high occupancy rate. Wherever there are people living, there is food stored. Every household plunders it and accumulates it. A lot, not a small amount. Previously, Xun Ye took advantage of the lull in the snowstorm to focus on collecting wool from nearby shops and restaurants, but ignored the reserves of each household in the community. The transcoding has been serious recently, which makes us more motivated and updates faster. Please use your little hands to exit the reading mode. Thank you