Siheyuan: Sap is the last word

Suburbs.

With system space at hand, isn’t it easy to dig a cellar?

...It just costs some points.

Needless to say, although it is a temporary dug cellar, the system is really powerful.

The walls of the cellar are solid and hard, and have been plastered with straw mixed with fine yellow mud, and the ground is also compacted loess.

The wooden ladders that go up and down the cellar look old and sloppy. They are made of wood as thick as a bowl. The bark on the outside has not been removed, and they are connected together with a rough mortise and tenon structure.

The entrance to the cellar was covered with old wooden boards nailed together horizontally and vertically. There was a layer of turf on top and a lot of straw stacked on top. At first glance, you would never have guessed that there was a cellar below.

The cellar floor was covered with a thick layer of straw matting, and linen bags containing grain were piled on top of it one after another, giving people a heavy sense of security.

We have not yet reached the era of population explosion. The land is still sparsely populated, not to mention this kind of suburban environment. There is no village in front of the back, no shops in the back, and it is far from the main road. There may be some wild beasts. Where can someone come here with nothing to do and want to die? side?

Therefore, it is still very safe to store it like this for a period of time.

He Yudong drew a simple diagram to indicate the location of the cellar.

As for the second batch of food...

Change the address thousands of miles away, repeat the above operation, and do it again.

No matter Xie Lianggong or the people behind him, they will definitely eat it when they learn that there is such a batch of food.

The key lies in when Xie Lianggong contacts the people above him.

Before eating this first batch of grain? Or later?

To buy all this much food would require a huge amount of money.

Xie Lianggong alone cannot do it.

If he was too cautious, he would contact someone above before getting the first batch of grain.

If he is bold and careful and wants to take a gamble, he will contact him after he gets the first batch of grain.

If he chooses the former, his credit will be reduced, and he may also be picked by people sent by his superiors.

If he chooses the latter, then the credit will definitely be his.

But no matter what he chooses, He Yudong, who planted eavesdropping equipment on him, is sure to win.

After setting up a dragnet, He Yudong took off his disguise and teleported back home.

Come out of the study and stand at the door.

The cold wind blows in front of you, and the warmth behind you is like spring.

The sky showed a clear deep blue, with sparse stars dotting it, and only a bright moon glowed with silvery white brilliance.

The northwest wind blew through the treetops that had lost all their leaves, making a gentle whine.

In the ear room, Lin Yuzhu was already asleep, snoring intermittently.

In the main room, Ran Qiuye took his two children.

It seemed that one of the children had woken up and wanted to nurse. Ran Qiuye's coaxing sounds and the child's soft murmurs and whispers came one after another, intertwined and intertwined.

Everything seems peaceful and beautiful, full of the fireworks of life.

Seeing that another year is coming to an end.

It will soon be the Lunar New Year.

Time flies so fast.

He Yudong looked up at the sky and let out a long breath.

We must quickly close the net of those things, and when the time comes, render to God what is God’s, and to Caesar what is Caesar’s.

He just needs to do his job well.

The cold winter is getting deeper, but things must be reversed. After the coldest period, spring is about to usher in.

The next day.

Because he had made an appointment with Xie Lianggong for three days to think about it, He Yudong naturally went to work.

Data calculation, drawing modeling, experimental operation...

Some people may find these things extremely boring, but in the eyes of those who love them, doing them is a very fulfilling thing, and sometimes it is even a kind of enjoyment.

He Yudong worked intently.

Numbers danced on his fingertips, symbols took shape under his pen, and pencil lines interlaced to form delicate and complex graphics.

His sharp-edged face, his eyes that were extraordinarily deep due to concentration, and his slightly pursed lips... made him look particularly charming.

Fortunately, there weren't many girls in the unit, otherwise he would have been fascinated again.

In the office, everyone worked silently. There was only the sound of paper being turned, the rustling of pencils rubbing against paper, and the crackling sound of abacus dialing.

The bell rang, the radio station started playing music, the loudspeaker sang "The East Is Red", and the crowd outside gradually became excited.

"Okay everyone, don't forget it, let's eat. Only when you are full can you continue to fight."

With a greeting, people in the office also left one after another.

He Yudong brought his own lunch and placed it in the boiler room.

Because the boiler room burns boilers all year round, heating in winter and hot water in summer. Most people who bring their own meals will put their lunch boxes there so that when it’s time to eat, the rice will be hot.

Especially in winter, the boiler room is as warm as spring, and the lunch box will inevitably be cold if placed outside. Once it is placed next to the boiler, it will be steaming in a short while.

But the lunch box needs to be marked to avoid confusion.

He Yudong went to get his two lunch boxes, and then went to the canteen to buy three large white-flour steamed buns. He found an empty seat, sat down and prepared to eat.

Opening the lunch box, a meaty aroma hit my face.

Because this method uses the heat of the boiler to heat the lunch box, the vegetables that pay more attention to the fresh taste must be hot and wilted. So He Yudong always brought some delicious stewed dishes.

A box of braised pork and potatoes, and a box of braised pork ribs with pumpkin and beans.

As soon as I took it off the boiler, it was steaming hot and fragrant.

Half of the people in the canteen were sniffing and looking to see who was eating so well.

Tsk, careless.

He Yudong closed his lunch box and prepared to go back to the office to eat.

When the time comes, the window will be opened to disperse the smell and it will not be noticeable.

Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by someone.

"Hey, who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Tsk, tsk, tsk, what are you eating? Is it so delicious?"

He Yudong gave him a cold look.

"Assistant Researcher Yang, please excuse me. I have to go back to the office. Please don't delay my work."

"Hey, isn't this lunch time? Why is He Gong back at the office? Why do you want to go back to the office? He loves work so much?"

"Assistant Researcher Yang probably doesn't understand my work."

The words "assistant researcher" really stepped on Assistant Yang's feet.

What made him most angry was that although he was still an assistant researcher at the same age, He Yudong had become a formal researcher and participated in major projects!

Otherwise, why would he be staring at He Yudong and picking on him!

"Why is He Gong talking so rudely? I just want to see what He Gong had for lunch."

"What I eat is, of course, food. Why, you still want to eat engine oil like a hydraulic machine?"

He Yudong treated him coldly.

"Did you eat eight kilograms of salt in the morning and lose your mind and only remember to be idle? If you are really bored, go and wipe your neck with a knife, find a rope to hang yourself, or go to Shichahai to jump! Don't make trouble in front of me. "

"Why are you speaking so harshly, He Gong? I just want to get close to you."

"I don't want to get close to you. Please give way, old man, I want to pass."