After entering the book, I took the heroine's space and lived in the end of the world

Su Yue returned to her room, took three buckets into the space, and drew three buckets of water from the small pool. She felt that using this water for cooking and feeding livestock would probably help prevent heatstroke.

Su Yue came out of the space carrying three buckets of water and instructed Madam Yang, "Madam, have someone take these two buckets of water downstairs. Make sure to give one bucket to the kitchen so they can make mung bean soup, another bucket to feed the livestock, and the last bucket for us to boil water for ourselves."

Nanny Yang didn't react. "Miss, why bother with so much trouble? We still have water stored downstairs. We are not short of water yet."

Su Yue didn't know how to explain it, so she said, "Mammy, I must have a reason for doing this, just do as I say."

Seeing Su Yue's persistence, although Nanny Yang was confused, she did not ask any more questions. She responded and asked someone to help deliver the water to the designated place.

Song Mingtao and his group rushed to the cowshed, where the strong smell of feces and urine mixed with the hot air hit them in the face.

Honeysuckle couldn't help but frown, but soon joined everyone in moving the carcasses of the livestock.

The bodies of the cows and horses were heavy and hot, and it was extremely difficult to move them. Everyone's palms were burned red, and they all suspected that even the meat beneath the skin was cooked.

"Everyone, be careful and don't hurt yourself." Song Mingtao warned while carrying the cow's body.

Everyone responded in a muffled voice and worked together to pull the three dead cows and three horses out of the cowshed.

After the carcasses of the livestock were finally pulled to the patio, everyone looked worried when they saw the dead animals.

Song Mingtao directed everyone to start dealing with the corpses. Under such high temperatures, they had to be dealt with as quickly as possible, otherwise they would soon rot and stink.

"Uncle Song, these cattle and horses were killed by the sun. Can they still be eaten?" Rendong asked with a frown.

Hearing this, Song Mingtao picked up a piece of beef and smelled it. Seeing that the meat was still fresh, he said, "It's edible! Of course it's edible. They didn't die of disease, they just died of heat. And the meat is still fresh. We can quickly process it and put it in the ice cellar and eat it."

After listening to Song Mingtao's words, Jin Dong nodded and started to deal with the corpses of livestock with everyone. They first carefully peeled off the fur of the livestock, which was not an easy job. The high temperature made everyone's movements slow, and sweat kept dripping on the ground and evaporated in an instant.

"This weather is really terrible. It's so hard to peel the skin." A young man couldn't help but complain.

Song Mingtao wiped the sweat off his face and said, "Everyone, hold on a little longer. Once we've dealt with this, we can go back to the house and cool down."

On the other side, Liu Cui and the women were busy in the kitchen.

The fires in the three stoves were roaring, and a pot of mung bean soup had begun to boil, giving off a rich bean aroma.

In another pot, white porridge was bubbling, and in another pot, herbal tea was cooking, emitting the fragrance of herbs.

At this time, a servant came in with a bucket of water and said to Liu Cui, "Xiao Cui, the girl asked me to give you this bucket of water, saying that it should be boiled in mung bean soup.

"Ah? But my mung bean soup is almost ready, and I really can't hold so much." Liu Cui said with an embarrassed look on her face.

The servant took a quick look and saw that the three pots were indeed almost full.

The servant rolled his eyes and said, "This is just clean water. Why don't you add some water from this bucket to each pot? This way you can get the job done. Or you can use this water when you cook the mung bean soup again."

Liu Cui thought about it and felt that what the servant said made sense, so she said, "Okay, then add a little to each pot, and use the remaining water to cook another pot of mung bean soup."

So Liu Cui took the bucket and carefully added some water to each pot. Miraculously, after adding the water, the soup in the pot looked clearer.

"Hey, this water is really a bit strange." Liu Cui muttered softly.

Ye Mei beside her asked curiously, "Xiao Cui, what's wrong? Is there something different about this water?"

Liu Cui shook her head. "I can't really explain it. I just feel that after adding this water, the food in the pot looks more appetizing. It might be my illusion."

Ye Mei wiped the sweat off her forehead and said with a smile: "That must be your illusion."

Liu Cui also thought so and didn't think about it anymore, she continued to work. As time went by, the mung bean soup, white porridge and herbal tea were all cooked.

"Come on, everyone, give a hand and move these things to the ice cellar." Liu Cui called to everyone.

The women responded one after another, and two of them were responsible for carrying a large pot and moving carefully towards the ice cellar.

The scorching heat seemed to swallow people up. Every step was extremely difficult. Sweat kept dripping from the forehead, blurring the vision.

Seeing this, Liu Cui was thankful that every pot was covered with a lid, otherwise it would be too dirty if the sweat dripped down and it would be inedible.

At this time, Song Mingtao and his team had finally finished processing the livestock carcasses. The fresh meat was neatly placed in a bamboo basket, and the fur was carefully folded and placed aside.

"Hurry up, send the meat to the ice cellar." Song Mingtao urged. Several strong young men carried the meat and hurried to the ice cellar.

Everyone is afraid that under such high temperatures, the risk of the meat spoiling will increase if the delay is extended by one second.

Compared to the busyness at the tower, fires broke out inexplicably on several mountains next to the tower. Fortunately, the mountain closest to the tower had been burned and there was nothing flammable, so it was not affected.

The villages not far from the foot of the mountain were also frightened and quickly fled the famine because they were afraid that they would encounter the same situation as Xiaohe Village, so several villages decided to leave first.

Song Da, who was on duty today, immediately ran to tell Su Yue what he had seen. Su Yue was not so worried when she learned that the wildfire was still two mountains away from here.

She asked Song Da to continue observing and to inform her immediately if anything was wrong. She also asked Song Da to carry some mung bean soup with him to be careful of heatstroke.

As soon as Song Da left, Nanny Yang spoke up, "Escaping in such hot weather is a dead end!"

Su Yue drank a sip of herbal tea and said, "It is indeed a dead end. If I stay in the village, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Mammy, I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go to sleep first. If there's anything, please wake me up."

Nanny Yang looked at Su Yue's tired face and said distressedly, "Miss, you haven't slept much in the past two days and you are indeed tired. Go and rest without worry. I will take care of anything."

Su Yue yawned and nodded, then walked towards her room with heavy steps.

As soon as she entered the room, she was hit by the stuffy feeling. Su Yue frowned and looked at the three ice basins, only to see that the ice in the three basins had melted.

Su Yue collected all the water in the basin into the space, and then put three large pieces of ice in the ice basin again.

After a while, the stuffiness in the air disappeared, and Su Yue fell into a deep sleep after lying on the bed for a while.