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At this moment, she is still very happy to be able to manage the rations of the whole family.

Immediately, let a few girls go to light the fire, and wash the rice and cook by themselves.

That's right, those girls can only do the tricks, and they have to decide how much rice they want.

What do those girls know? They just know how to eat and eat, like reincarnated like a starving ghost all day long.If they let them go, they would have eaten up the bag of grain in just a few meals.

That's not okay, she wants to save it for her son to eat slowly.Others can only drink some porridge.

Tsk tsk, this is already the blessing of these girls entrusting Jinger.These days, who can drink porridge? Only her family, Jing'er, is promising and can get back this big bag of grain!

She poked the bag of snow-white rice with her hands and smiled.

Because it needs to conform to the characteristics of this era, the system Xiaoqi specially chose the packaging of this era.The [-] catties of rice were not individually packaged many years later, the kind that you can pick up and go in a [-] catties bag in the supermarket, but it was placed in an ancient linen bag, and the opening was roughly tied with hemp rope.

On this day, everyone had a good meal.

Even if Zhao Yunxi deducted it again, he still had to relax a little bit after getting the twenty catties of grain.

After all, she is also a human being, just as greedy.

Moreover, the aunt went to the kitchen and said: "The children have been hungry for so many days, and if they continue to starve, they will hurt their bones. The food that comes from the sky is a dew, so you should use it as soon as you get it, otherwise it will be wasteful." God’s kindness is a blessing. So it’s better to put more rice, make a good meal, and let the children eat to make up for it.”

This Zhao Yunxi is superstitious.

And in fact, in his bones, he still trusts Qin Yuerong--not out of emotional trust, but a trust in authority in daily life.For so many years, even though she seems to be on an equal footing with Qin Yuerong, she has a deep inferiority complex in her heart. She knows that Qin Yuerong is always more insightful than herself, so she still trusts the other party's theory in her bones.

So, when Qin Yuerong said that, Zhao Yunxi was really generous.

The whole family is happy now, and they all eat happily.

Including two mothers.

During the famine years, everyone has the desire to eat and drink, and the elders are no exception.

The happiest thing is to be quiet.

She finally explained the origin of the rice, and made everyone have a good meal through her own efforts.The most important thing is that she believes that with these rice and making some porridge every day, auspiciousness will recover quickly.

In fact, two days later, Jixiang has recovered a lot, and he went to work in the ground again.However, others are not considerate of her, Wen Jing feels that as her nominal husband, she should be more considerate.

What's more, looking at her thin and weak, she should have been mended.

She has already made up her mind that she will buy another bag when the bag of rice is almost used up in a few days.

Alas, I still earn too little money, otherwise I can buy more good things.

With this in mind, she worked harder on her daily coding.

In fact, although I have been writing [-] words a day for a month, and my hand speed has improved a lot, the procrastination is still there, and it still pops up from time to time.

Therefore, it is not much easier to persist for the second month than before.

Fortunately, with such motivation, she gritted her teeth and endured to be able to make nine thousand changes every day.

This is the time she has been most motivated to write in so many years.

Chapter 18 Another Twenty Pounds of Rice

With the twenty catties of rice, the Wen family could still eat well for a while.

Although it is incomparable with the quiet life in 2018, it is already considered very good in that world.After all, there will be a famine, and many people will not even be able to save their lives.

However, Wen Jing found that the weather is gradually getting cooler.

"It looks like it's going to rain."

Said quietly and joyfully.

However, Zhao Yunxi, who was holding a bowl during the banquet, just sighed: "What can it rain? I think God wants to dry us all to death."

"It's getting cold."

Wen Jing didn't understand very well.But in her impression, the weather turned cooler, and then it was windy and rainy.It must be causality, right?

However, the reality is cruel.

"Cool weather doesn't necessarily mean it's raining." Eldest sister Wenxian explained, "It's been cold before, and we're happy too. As a result, it's been cold for a while, and then it's hot again. It still hasn't rained."

"..."

And this kind of operation?

Wen Jing was eager.

Well, it seems like there really isn't a scientific cause and effect relationship between cooler weather and rain.

Seeing that everyone's faces looked like eggplants beaten by frost, Qin Yuerong said, "Don't be so sad. Let's try to be happy. At least, the weather is getting colder, so it won't be so hot. Let's get to work." Come on and relax."

Everyone thinks so.

Although it is not raining, at least it is not so hot to do things.

"It's still true what the aunt said."

Wen Jing chuckled and agreed.

But my heart is cold: If this continues, what should I do if I keep dry?

This ancient times is really sad!

All kinds of disasters happen at every turn.

If there are all kinds of high technology like modern times, where will this situation happen?

Thinking of modern times, Wen Jing's heart suddenly moved: If she remembers correctly, there are also droughts in modern times, and at this time, the country will carry out dry ice and rain to relieve the urgent need.

That night, she asked Xiao Qi: "Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, are you selling dry ice to make it rain?"

"Gān ice rain?" Xiao Qi frowned, "You mean dry ice rain technology? Or gān ice rain equipment?"

"Huh? Is it different?"

"Of course it is different. The equipment for making ice and rain is an object, and the price is clearly marked. The technology for making ice and rain is intellectual property, and it is up for sale according to the times."

Xiaoqi explained seriously.

However, Wen Jing still didn't understand: "According to the times, it's up for sale? What do you mean?"

"It means that the tighter it is in this era, the more expensive it is; the more common it is, the cheaper it is. Simply put, it depends on how many people understand this technology in this era."

"Certainly not many! No, it should be said that there is not."

Dry ice rainfall technology is completely absent in this era, and naturally no one understands it.

This age is ancient.

But it is not the specific ancient China, but a parallel era.Tang, Song, Ming and Qing are not one of them, but they are definitely ancient.

Where did ancient people understand modern knowledge?

"Since you are buying advanced knowledge, it must be a sky-high price. With your current Jinjiang income, you definitely can't afford it, so don't even think about it." Xiao Qi was a little embarrassed, "Besides, advanced knowledge involves some traversal laws. I You have to ask the higher-ups to know if it can be sold."

"..."

Xiaoqi thought that Wen Jing didn't understand, so she continued to explain: "In general, don't think about this road, at least for now. Whether our supermarket can sell this advanced technology, we have to ask the superiors Report, and then wait for the approval of the superior. Moreover, even if the superior approves, your current income cannot afford it."

"I understand." Wen Jing dead fish eyes.

In other words, there is no other way at present, but to continue to dry.

Well, since you can't take care of others, you have to take care of yourself.

The food at home is almost gone.Zhao Yunxi refused to move the little bit left over, saying that he would save it for Wen Jing to eat slowly.

Although Wen Jing has repeatedly stated that she does not need to eat alone, Zhao Yunxi insists on it again and again.

Therefore, everyone continued to eat wild vegetables, and Wen Jing was occasionally given a small stove to eat gruel.

This is not the way to go.

I still have to buy some food back!

Wen Jing thought so.

Then racked his brains to figure out how to explain the origin of the grain.

She is thinking about the food here.