母蜂的复仇

“Why?”

“Because it drives the development! We rent farming tools, and the grains we give support the owners of the farming tools. If we hire more than a hundred people, the grains we give will also support them. Actually, before we came here, this business has already formed an industrial chain. This business has reduced the pressure on the base. Of course, the base won’t meddle in other people’s business.”

After Du Yue finished speaking, she saw that Xia Ju was still fuming. It was obvious that she was very dissatisfied with this. Du Yue chuckled. Needless to say, Xia Ju was much cuter when she was angry than when she was acting coquettishly. “Alright, it’s useless to be angry, no?” Du Yue opened the door and got into the car. When she saw Xia Ju get in, she said again, “We don’t lack food. We’ll give it to them.” Du Yue did not have anything else but supplies.

Du Yue found some food, but it was not the food she bought before the apocalypse. She bought it from the food store in the third base when she opened a restaurant.

There were two cloth bags. One of them contained three catties of sorghum flour, and the other contained six catties of whole wheat flour. These grains were a little rough, and there were some scattered particles left, but it did not matter. At this time, no one would mind. If Du Yue took out the finely ground flour without any residue, it would be very strange. Not only would they find it strange, but they would also think that they were stupid and rich.

Seeing Du Yue take out the food, Xia Ju sighed helplessly. “Although I know you’re right, I still feel a little angry.”

“Every place has its own rules. As outsiders, if we want to integrate into the group, we have to obey the rules. Otherwise, we need to have the ability to overthrow the original rules and create new ones ourselves.”

Xia Ju was instantly interested. “That’s a good idea! Then when are we going to overturn their rules?”

“I don’t have such plans.”

Du Yue rejected her directly. “I just want to be an ordinary person and live the most ordinary life. I’m not interested in creating new rules. If you want to do it, do it. But don’t drag He Xing and me into it.”

Xia Ju was speechless. Du Yue did not care what Xia Ju was thinking. Du Yue opened the car door and got out. She had just taken two steps when she heard the sound of a car door opening and closing behind her. After locking the car, Du Yue quickened her pace.

Xia Ju jogged a few steps and caught up with Du Yue. “After careful consideration, I’ve decided not to overthrow the rules. I’m still willing to follow you.”

Hearing this, Du Yue glanced at Xia Ju. “Alright, you’re not completely stupid.”

With Xia Ju’s free-spirited style of doing things, if she really became a rule-maker, she would probably be treated as cannon fodder as others.

The two of them returned to the experimental field together and saw that there was already a tiller beside He Xing. There were two other people standing beside the car. At this time, they were holding a cigarette in their hands and were intoxicated by the smell. Du Yue walked over and handed over the three catties of sorghum flour.

“Big Brother, here are three catties of sorghum flour. It’s for you.”

The man took the bag, opened it, and checked it. “There’s a scale in the office. Everyone can rest assured after weighing it.”

Du Yue had no objections. “Alright, that’s what we should do.”

The few of them entered the house together and weighed the food.

It was exactly three catties, neither more nor less. The man poured the food into a bucket and returned the bag to Du Yue. “Keep this. You can use it in the future.”

Du Yue took the bag and folded it into her pocket. Before the apocalypse, there were all kinds of bags in the trash cans on the street. The shopping bags in the supermarket were only a few cents each, and no one took the bags seriously. However, one had to keep it well now so that it could be recycled in the future. After paying the rent, the tiller drove to the field and started working. Half an hour later, more than a hundred people came in groups. The reward for these people was six catties of whole wheat flour. He Xing gave them half of it as a deposit. The rest would be given after the work was done. Other than the young man who was leading the group, the other 99 people consisted of old and young. They all looked equally thin, and their clothes were tattered.

However, when this group of people started working, their movements were very agile. They brought their own tools, and many of them carried baskets on their backs. More than a hundred people walked into the field in a mighty manner. No one gave the order, but everyone lowered their heads in unison and began to pick up the gravel and grass silently, putting them into the basket. As for the larger pieces of soil, they could just smash them on the spot. Just by looking at their practiced movements, one could tell that they were definitely veterans in digging..