Because it is located in the tropical monsoon season, Qinggang City has never faced severe cold weather. There are basically not many cold-resistant materials in the Qinggang Shelter's material warehouse.
The only ones that exist have suffered some damage during the long years of storage and are basically no longer usable.
But then again.
For residents living underground, the impact of the current low temperature is not as great as imagined.
Although the temperature on the surface is dropping rapidly, due to the natural insulation of soil underground, the temperature still remains between fifteen and twenty degrees, and heating assistance is not even needed.
The only ones suffering were the homeless people who had joined the shelter before and some residents who worked in the new city.
They are the direct influencers of this cooling.
The cold wind will flow directly through the gaps in the thin autumn clothes, scraping the surface of the skin like a steel knife.
The falling cold rain seems to be hitting the surface of the building, but the cold air seeping out rushes straight inside.
Those who were barely in good health could still stay in the room and resist, while those who were in poor health had already fallen ill in bed.
A few days later, fever has spread in the new city.
Although Tang En arranged for the medical department to send some medicines urgently to prevent a large-scale plague from happening.
But he also knew in his heart that this was completely a temporary solution rather than a permanent solution.
As long as the temperature does not recover, and as long as the cooling trend does not stop, then these tens of thousands of wanderers and residents working on the surface are in urgent need of a batch of materials for winter.
Of course, with the background of Sunny Harbor Refuge.
If it were normal times, it would not even be a pressure to produce the supplies for nearly 100,000 people, and the supply could be met in a few days.
But now, with the outbreak of the metal aging disaster, the few remaining production lines in the shelter have also gone on strike.
It is definitely impossible to expect the underground residents to replace the industrial production lines with labor for these homeless people.
Whether it is now or a hundred years ago, the Rangers' status is at the bottom of the entire Blue Star.
If not they would all have joined the shelter by now.
Even if they all freeze to death in the city, no one will have the slightest psychological change.
If you want to use other materials to create a replacement production line, it will take about a month at the earliest.
Twain actually thought about mobilizing these wanderers directly, giving them some raw materials, and letting them find a way to survive the winter on their own.
But the plan has not been implemented yet.
Looking at the two people wearing brand new gray cotton-padded clothes in front of him, he couldn't help but frown.
Is it a homeless person?
Somewhat uncertain.
But it doesn’t look like a resident of the shelter. Instead, it looks a bit like the small caravan members who passed by the shelter before.
And just as he was sizing up each other, the two people on the opposite side also raised their heads and looked at Tang En with some restraint.
As the deputy manager of the underground.
Before Hades woke up, Tang En had never appeared in front of these wanderers.
So Xia Zuo and Ram didn't recognize him at this time. They could only tell him through his clothes, thinking that he might be some small boss in the new city.
There is a chance!
I was still planning how to find a respectable person to make my reputation known.
I decided it was this person!
Xia Zuo coughed lightly, put on the smile he had practiced many times in front of the mirror, and replied kindly:
"Sir, we are businessmen from the wandering tribes in the west. We heard that we are in urgent need of help here. I wanted to receive cold-resistant supplies, so I rushed over to see if I could be of any help.”
“A businessman from the west?”
The west
Isn’t that the western suburbs? ?
Further west is the difficult Tianyuan Sanctuary. Is it possible that there are tribes further west?
This is the disadvantage of not collecting detailed information. Until now, Tang En still doesn't know that there is an independent gathering place established by wanderers in Tianyuan Shelter.
So when I heard this sentence, I subconsciously thought of the so-called "dispersed tribes" as a gathering place further west.
"Are you Blue Star people or the aborigines here?"
If it were before, he would not have asked this question.
But who would have thought that the Tianyuan manager, Lan Xingyu, could speak fluently than the locals, and there was no sign of the aboriginals at all.
"Blue Star people, of course we are Blue Star people. Do you think those aborigines can learn our language so quickly?"
Xia Zuo continued to answer with a smile.
Although he had seen the disdain on Tang En's face, he still mistook it for the gopher man's arrogance.
To be honest, these guys are except for our own people and those big caravans.
When facing other gathering places or some small caravans, there is always an inexplicable sense of superiority.
When we entered the city, the guards at the gate were obviously so cold that their mouths turned purple, but they still pretended to ignore them when they saw the cotton-padded clothes they were wearing.
Do they think they will have prisoners from the Bone Tribe in their lives?
"Okay, what is your relationship with Tianyuan Shelter?" Tang En paused and pointed his finger to the west: "As far as I know, the Tianyuan Shelter over there should be closer to you, right? ?"
"Of course."
Ram next to him laughed.
“But they are different from here. Tianyuan Shelter has prepared enough cold-resistant materials and does not need our support, so.”
You are really a bastard. !
Which pot should not be opened and which pot should be picked up, right?
Twain glanced at this guy and was too lazy to continue talking. He turned around and walked towards the station.
Businessmen pursue profit.
Neither of these two guys knows the details, so of course he will not rashly reveal more information to each other.
In fact, it is an unexpected situation to let the other party know that Qinggang Shelter is in urgent need of a batch of cold-resistant materials.
Forget it.
Since they have the goods, they can just let the wanderers resolve part of it themselves.
Tang En didn't think too much.
On the one hand, he thinks that even if the other party has some scarce cold-resistant materials, the quantity will not be too much.
After all, there are now a full 60,000 homeless people in Qinggang New City. Even if one person has one meal, the total number is still a huge number.
If 60,000 people can be supplied with cold-resistant materials, then the size of the gathering place must be at least 200,000. Even taking into account the fact that all industries are now ruined, the number is rising from 100,000 to 100,000. Fifty thousand is reasonable.
There will be a gathering place with a population of nearly half a million people nearby?
This is obviously impossible.
The ability of this inexplicable gathering place to serve hundreds of people is probably the limit, and it will not exceed four figures at most.
Placing four digits in the huge Qinggang Shelter will obviously not affect the overall situation.
Let them figure it out.
It’s better to go find Sid, the director of the Western District External Relations Department, earlier. Last time this guy went to Tianyuan Shelter and escaped unscathed. Even if the other party makes things difficult this time, he will probably do it for the sake of an acquaintance. Somewhat restrained.
Just
"Is he sick?"
Watching Tang En leave in a hurry, Ram had a ghostly look on his face.
This man is so strange. He walked away as if he had a twitch before he even finished speaking.
"Forget it, let's keep looking. He may not be interested in anti-cold supplies. I think he is well dressed."
Xia Zuo shook his head, but there was no disappointment on his face.
In fact, it is enough to let the other party know the words "wandering tribe".
The purpose of his trip is to spread the reputation of the tribe and let the people in this new city know that there is such a gathering place with a lot of cold-resistant materials outside Qinggang City.
When the time comes, we will be able to easily take people out of this hellish place without any effort.
February 4th, Year Two of the Wasteland Calendar. After surviving the first three days of winter, the continuous rain finally began to subside on the fourth day.
Although there was still a constant patter, the unbearable wind was finally much less severe.
I hope that outside the village, the opened river channel will already have streams flowing through it.
The river is not deep, only about thirty centimeters.
But it is more than ten kilometers long, leading to areas with dense plantations, pouring water into the soil.
It is enough to predict that when spring comes, the fertility of the land will continue to increase.
The first floor above Tianyuan Dungeon.
Stretching, Somo slowly walked out of the door and walked toward the village under the admiring eyes of the two guards.
Speaking of which, today should be a day off.
It was only around eight o'clock in the morning, and many food stalls had already been set up in the square at the entrance of the village. The hard-working cooks were preparing ingredients, intending to gain some experience before the real winter came.
And because the warehouse is almost full of food, there are more food stalls.
Before I even got close, a strong fragrance hit my nose.
“Hey, we have all the xiaolongbao!”
Seeing the signboard at the nearest stall, Sumo was amused.
If modern society wants to identify the level of a place, it also needs multiple indicators to measure it.
But in the wasteland, in the gathering place.
You can roughly judge the standard of living here just by looking at the sophistication of the food.
In the past, let alone Xiao Long Bao, Guan Shou's flatbread had to be supplied in limited quantities.
“Brother, do you want to eat Xiaolongbao?”
“Pure meat filling, freshly made, not overnight!”
"5 iron coins per cage, delicious!"
There was firewood burning under the big pot where the steamed buns were steaming, and a thick milky white mist rose up, blocking the view.
Due to the recent frequent transactions in Hepingtan and Jucheng, Hope Village has also purchased a lot of protein-synthesized vegetarian meat.
Although compared with real fresh meat, this synthetic vegetarian meat always lacks a fragrance and is a bit dull.
But for the cooks, it is not a big problem.
Having just developed the delicious and rich soup dumplings, pastry chef Hu Teng couldn’t wait to make them for sale on his days off.
It’s not all about experience, it’s more about making money.
After getting married in the presence of village chief Chen Shen about a month ago, Hu Teng is now under a lot of pressure.
First, when winter comes, you must save some funds to make your family live more comfortably in the coming winter.
There is no need to go to the square at the entrance of the village to sell a stall when the colder weather comes.
Second, I heard that the military camp under construction is recruiting cooks, and I can gain a lot of experience from the newcomers.
But the price is that you need to prepare your own ingredients and be responsible for your own profits and losses at a very low price.
Watching his wife leaving early and returning late every day to participate in various labor tasks, Hu Teng was eager to save enough contribution points so that the two of them could buy a cabin of their own in the underground city as soon as possible. Hu Teng was completely Zhang Bu opened his mouth to ask for money from her.
You can only come to the village square early to get a good seat and see if you can make more money to relieve the pressure.
However, today’s sale was different from what was expected. It didn’t seem to be that smooth.
I don’t know if the price is too high, but most people shook their heads and left after asking about the price.
“Did you add multiflavor spores to your buns?” Sumo looked at the sign curiously.
The ingredients are listed clearly, not only the protein-synthesized vegetarian meat, but also other condiments. The main thing is honesty.
“Oh, you know the goods, this is a new seasoning in the village, and I was lucky enough to get some quota!”
The Wanmispora that was only released a few days ago, It is one of the latest achievements of greenhouse farms.
This plant that Sumo brought back from the tree people's territory more than half a year ago finally made progress before winter.
Since it is a new condiment, it is not easy to price based on past experience.
So after the village's logistics office made a total calculation, it did not sell it directly to the outside world, but conducted a free trial for major chefs.
Everyone has the opportunity to draw a lottery and get a certain amount of shares.
After use, the feedback results will come up, and the next batch of Wanmispora will be priced based on the feedback results.
Hu Teng was lucky and got about half a catty.
According to time, he should be the first person to add Wanwei Spore to food.
Unexpectedly, there are still people who know the goods?
Raising his head in surprise, Hu Teng was about to brag again, but when his sight transpired through the white mist, he was instantly stunned.
What the hell?
My eyes are not blurred, are they?
Although Somo comes to the village for a walk almost every day and appears in the sight of the villagers.
But the number of people who really dare to go up to contact, or can directly contact, will not exceed a hundred people in the entire territory.
Most of the villagers just watched respectfully from a distance.
You definitely wouldn’t dare to speak.
"Lord, why are you here!?"
Hu Teng stuttered, his face turning red.
He quickly wiped his hands on his clothes, feeling so nervous that he even trembled a little.
"Well, give me the four-legged buns, add more chili pepper, add more vinegar."
Raised his hand and pressed it down gently, signaling Hu Teng to keep a low profile. He smiled and took out two copper coins from his pocket.
We can't blame him for being away from the masses for too long, which led to this situation.
In fact, it is precisely because most people have integrated into the territory and feel the development of the territory that they become more respectful to him.
On the contrary, if these little players in Tianyuan Territory still don’t have enough to eat or drink clean fresh water, they can only hide in dilapidated and leaky rooms in winter, and they are confused about the future.
No matter how high his attitude is, these people will have another attitude.
While Hu Teng was packing things from the steamer, Sumo asked for many more details.
For example, the supply of supplies recently is inconvenient, have you encountered any difficulties when setting up a stall, are there any things that you can't deal with in life, etc.
The situation is similar to what Chen Shen reported. Basically, there are difficulties, but they are all on the way to a better direction.
“Work hard, life will definitely get better and better in the future!”
“There will definitely be discounts for old residents’ territories, I believe you will be able to move into the underground city soon.”< br>
Taking the packed buns, Sumo smiled and encouraged.
Really nice.
This winter’s impact on the territory is really getting smaller and smaller.
Thanks to their own hard work, Sumo, the lord, does not have to worry about too many things and has time to do some general leadership or things that a lord should do.
For example, go to the nearby Pingtan Shelter!
(End of this chapter)