r18novel Chapter 130
Chapter 130
Outskirts.
With system space in hand, digging a cellar is not simple?
...... It just costs some points.
Not to mention, although it is a temporary cellar, the system is really powerful.
The four walls of the cellar are solid and hard, and they are smeared with straw mixed with fine yellow mud, and the ground is also compacted loess.
The wooden ladders up and down the cellar look old and sloppy, made of wood with a thick bowl mouth, and the bark on the outside is not peeled off, and is connected together by a rough tenon and tenon structure.
The entrance to the cellar is covered with old wooden planks nailed together, with a layer of turf and piles of straw, and at first glance, it is impossible to imagine that there is a cellar below.
The floor of the cellar is covered with a thick layer of straw mats, and sackcloth bags containing grain are placed on it, which makes people feel a heavy sense of peace of mind.
Now it has not yet reached the era of population explosion, it is still vast and sparsely populated, not to mention this suburban environment, there are no shops in front of the village, it is still far from the road, maybe there will be some beast, where is there someone idle to find death here?
Therefore, it is still very safe to store it for a period of time.
He Yudong drew a simple diagram to indicate the location of the cellar.
As for the second batch of grain ....
Change the address that is 108,000 miles away, repeat the above operation, and do it again.
Whether Xie Lianggong or the people behind him, when they learned that there was such a batch of grain, they would definitely eat it.
The key is when Xie Lianggong contacts the people above him.
Was it before eating this first batch of food? Or after?
So much grain, to buy it all, the money needed will be a big number.
Xie Lianggong alone would never be able to do it.
If he is too cautious, he will contact the people above before he gets this first batch of food.
If he dares to gamble, he will contact him after he gets the first batch of grain.
Choosing the former, his credit will become smaller, and he may be picked by the people he sent down from the line.
Choose the latter, then this credit is his.
But no matter how he chooses, He Yudong, who has installed eavesdropping equipment on him, is in his hands.
Laying down the net, He Yudong removed his disguise and teleported back home.
Came out of the study and stood in the doorway.
The cold wind blows in front of you, and the warmth behind you is like spring.
The sky is a clear deep blue, dotted with sparse stars, and only a bright moon glows silver-white.
The northwest wind blew through the treetops that had lost its leaves, making a soft whining sound.
In the ear room, Lin Yuzhu was already asleep, snoring little one after another.
In the main room, Ran Qiuye took two children.
It seems that which child wakes up to breastfeed, Ran Qiuye's confused coaxing of the child, the child's soft whispering and whispering, one after another, intertwined.
Everything seems quiet and beautiful, full of the fireworks of life.
Seeing that the year is coming to an end again.
Soon it will be the Lunar New Year.
Time flies so fast.
He Yudong looked up at the sky and let out a long breath.
Hurry up and put those things to the net, and when the time comes, God's to God and Caesar's to Caesar's.
He just needs to do his part.
The cold winter is getting deeper, but things are going to be reversed, and when the coldest time is over, spring is about to come.
Next.
Because he made an appointment with Xie Lianggong for three days to think about it, He Yudong naturally went to work.
Data calculation, plot modeling, experimental operations...
Some people may find these things particularly boring, but in the eyes of those who love it, doing these things is a particularly fulfilling thing, and sometimes even a pleasure.
He Yudong worked intently.
Numbers flutter at his fingertips, symbols take shape under his pen, and pencil lines intersect to form elaborate and complex figures.
The angular face of the knife and the axe, the eyes that are exceptionally deep because of concentration, and the slightly pursed lips... It makes him look extra attractive.
Fortunately, there are not many girls in the unit, otherwise he will be fascinated again.
In the office, everyone worked in silence, only the hum of paper turning over, the rustle of pencils rubbing against the surface of the paper, and the crackling of the abacus.
The end bell rang, the radio station began to play music, the loudspeaker sang "Oriental Red", and the voices outside gradually boiled.
"Okay everyone, don't forget it, eat, eat enough to continue to struggle."
As soon as he said hello, the people in the office also left one after another.
He Yudong brought his own lunch and put it in the boiler room.
Because the boiler room has to burn the boiler all year round, heating in winter and hot water in summer. People who bring their own food will put the lunch box over, so that when it is time to eat, the rice is hot.
Especially in winter, the boiler room is as warm as spring, and the box lunch will inevitably be cold outside, and it will be put on the side of the boiler, and it will be hot after a while.
It's just that the lunch box should be marked so as not to confuse it.
He Yudong went to get his two lunch boxes, went to the cafeteria to buy three white-faced steamed buns, found an empty seat, sat down and prepared to eat.
When I opened the lunch box, a smell of meat came to my face.
Because of this way of using the heat of the boiler to heat the boxed lunch, vegetables that pay more attention to the tender taste must be hot. So He Yudong brought some stewed dishes.
A box of braised pork stewed potatoes, a box of pumpkin and bean stewed ribs.
Just taken off the boiler, it's called a steaming, aroma-billowing one.
Half the people in the cafeteria sniffed and looked to see who ate so well.
Gee, careless.
He Yudong covered the lunch box and prepared to go back to the office to eat.
When the time comes, the window will spread the smell, and it will not be obvious.
I was about to leave, but I was stopped by someone.
"Oh hey, who should I be, what kind of worker?" Gee, what do you eat? So fragrant?
He Yudong looked at him coldly.
"Assistant researcher Yang, please let me go, I have something to go back to the office. Please don't delay my work.
"Hey, isn't it lunchtime?" How can He Gong return to the office? Love your job so much?
"My work, Assistant Researcher Yang should not understand."
The five words of "assistant researcher" really stepped on Assistant Yang's sore foot.
What he is most angry about is that he is obviously the same age, he is still an assistant researcher, and He Yudong has become a formal researcher and has participated in major projects!
Otherwise, how could he stare at He Yudong and pick a thorn!
"Why did He Gong talk so rushed, I just wanted to see what He Gong ate at noon."
"What I eat, naturally, is food. Why, you still want to eat engine oil like a hydraulic press?
He Yudong looked coldly.
"Did you eat eight pounds of salt in the morning, and you only remember to be idle after eating without brains? It's really boring, go get a knife to wipe your neck, find a rope to hang yourself, or go to Shichahai to jump! Don't look for something to do in front of me.
"He Gong, why are you talking so badly, I just want to get close to you."
"I don't want to be close to you. Please let me go, I will pass. "