Twenty days later...

It is very bright during the day now, and if it weren't for the blizzard, the vision would have been better.

Eight in the morning.

Trading market.

Commercial area.

Shop No. 2.

The bustling crowd was holding umbrellas and lined up here to buy corn cakes.

The snowflakes fell, and they shook the umbrella in their hands from time to time, shaking the snowflakes to the ground.

The blizzard lasted for twenty days, and almost no vendors came out to set up stalls in the commercial area, which was really cold.

There are also many fewer shops in the commercial area.

In addition to this No. 2 store, there is also a pawn shop, a bathhouse business is better, and other stores are doing quite bleak.

Due to the deterioration of business, some stores really cannot afford expensive rent, so they joined forces to apply for rent reduction from the Oil City.

After Lao Huang reported the demand for these stores, after discussion and resolution by senior management of the Petroleum City, he gave these merchants a discount on rent reduction of half.

The reason why business is so poor is that it is strongly related to the temperature outside.

Survivors are basically curled up in the warm room except for buying food.

And those who have jobs immediately return to their residence after a while of work.

The temperature outside has now reached minus forty-five degrees Celsius, and it has become ice after sprinkling water.

No one wants to stay outside for a long time.

call--

Chen Chen took more than a dozen tortillas from the staff of the restaurant No. 2, quickly stuffed them into a cloth bag, and then stuffed the cloth bag into his arms.

The temperature is low now and it is not heat-insulated. The tortillas will soon cool down, become hard and dry, and have a very bad taste.

He hurried to the residential building with his tortillas in his arms and lowered his head.

After walking a few steps, I heard a loud discussion behind me.

"God has eyes, the snow seems to have become smaller!"

"Huh? It's true, let's finish it quickly. It snows every day, and I'm so annoyed that it's falling."

Chen Chen stopped, raised his head, stretched out his hand, and felt the snowflakes.

He was surprised to find that the snow seemed to be gradually getting smaller.

In the past, he could reach out for a while and his whole hand would be filled with snowflakes, but now it is not the case.

The snow has become smaller, this is a good thing!

It's been snowing so heavily that the door dares not come out.

The corn cakes in Chen Chen's arms were just steamed and a little hot. The heat was emitted from the cloth bag, close to his inner layer of clothing, making his stomach feel a little warm.

The snow has become smaller and the mood has improved.

On the way back to the residential building, Chen Chen could hear passers-by talking about the snow getting smaller.

No one wants the snow to keep falling.

The snowstorm lasted for twenty days, and many engineering jobs in the Oil City and the Trading Market were in a state of suspension. Many survivors had no jobs, no points or source of income.

It has been the seventh year of the end of the world, and it is too difficult to rely on the outside world to obtain food resources.

The Dazhangshu Base and the Oil City do not rely on these survivors to obtain food.

At this point, the base’s demand for survivors is that they, human resources, and talented people can develop construction and expand the scope of planting to produce more grain and form a positive cycle.

The power of the camphor tree has now formed a self-sufficient ecological closed loop, and can even feed more survivors through the grain they produce.

Feed more survivors and through these labor, develop oil cities and headquarters bases.

The Big Camphor Tree Base is like a ship, and these survivors are like paddlers on this ship. These paddlers slide hard to the water surface and push the Big Camphor Tree Base to keep moving forward.

Chen Chen hurried back to the residential building.

When I opened the door, everyone in the room was awakened by the cold wind blowing from outside.

"Boss Meng, Brother Wang, the snow outside has become smaller. I don't think it will take long, and the snow will probably stop."

Chen Chen said while closing the door with his feet.

"Has the snow become smaller?" Meng De slammed out of the bed and ran out of the room in a piece of clothing.

He was wearing a gray-yellow underwear with four or five holes on the upper body, and a pair of loose bear pajamas on the lower body, without socks.

As soon as he rushed out, a gust of cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew towards him.

hiss!

Damn, it's so cold!

After all, it was over minus forty degrees outside. He was sleeping drowsy and woke up in one second.

He habitually stretched out his hand, raised his head and looked at the sky, and his mouth slowly rose.

Hey!

The snowflakes are floating, but the snow is really getting smaller.

His eyes turned, and a thoughtful look appeared.

Suddenly, he was shocked and ran to the room quickly.

Too cold.

He was just outside for less than half a minute and was numb all over his body after being frozen.

As soon as I entered the room, I felt comfortable.

The temperature in the room reached more than 20 degrees. They would still have nosebleeds after staying in the room for a long time because the room was too dry.

Later they thought of a solution, which was to use a washbasin and other containers to fill the snow outside and place it in the room to replenish moisture.

Not to mention, after putting seven or eight basins of water in the room, the room was not that dry anymore.

The melted snow can also be used as drinking water, saving water bills.

The others in the room also ran out to see it. After they found that the snow had become smaller, they ran back to the room excitedly.

"Boss, the snow has become smaller, do we have work to do?"

"Yes, we had not signed up for the construction of the greenhouse in the Buffer City before, and passed the physical examination. Later, it was said that the construction was suspended because the snow was too heavy. Now the snow has stopped, so we must restart the construction, right?"

Everyone looked at Meng De. Meng De sat on the edge of the bed, frowned and said:

"Not necessarily, the temperature is still too cold now, and the construction project may not be restarted."

He has done engineering before, and he knows that under normal circumstances, concrete pouring construction is not suitable when the temperature is below minus 3 degrees Celsius.

When the temperature is below minus 3 degrees Celsius, the moisture in the concrete is prone to freeze, causing the hydration to stop, which affects the strength and durability of the concrete.

However, there is no way. You can add water reducing agents, toughening agents and magnesium chloride to increase the strength and early strength of the concrete, while shortening the solidification time.

But now the temperature is not as simple as below zero, it is more than minus forty degrees.

This extremely low temperature requires construction, which is very difficult.

Wang Ou next to him spoke:

"Brother Meng, I built ten experimental greenhouses in the trading market, all of which use stainless steel and PC sun panel structures, and concrete is rarely used... Otherwise, I will take people to the task hall first, and come back to tell everyone if there is news. How about it?"

Meng De thought about it and nodded:

"Okay, if there is a new notice over there, come back and tell me."

After receiving Meng De's reply, Wang Ou quickly put on his clothes. They had been in this room for twenty days and had no work to do. Seeing that the points in the number card were getting fewer and fewer, it was fake not to hurry.

"Xie Wang, you should wear clothes too, and come with me later." Wang Ou said to Xie Wang who was sleeping in the upper bunk.

"good."

When Chen Chen saw that they were going out, he quickly distributed the corn cakes he brought back to them.

"Come on, this is the tortilla I just bought, and it's still hot, so I'll eat it while it's hot."

Wang Ou teared a small piece of corn cake and stuffed it into his mouth. The just-steamed corn cake was better than what he had been left for a few days.

But he was afraid of wasting time, so he stuffed the remaining half of the corn cake into his arms, carried his own 1-liter thermos and walked out of the room.

Xie Wang was following in his footsteps while eating corn cakes.

In the aisle, two people were shoveling snow.

Wang Ou glanced at these two people, who were twin sisters that many people coveted in their building.

It is said that these two people have some relationship with the Minwu Brigade, and they don’t know whether it is true or not.
To be continued...