Infinite Doomsday: I rely on space to stock up and bully the scum

Chapter 194: Extreme Cold Doomsday: Charcoal

"Well, this is how it is. Li Zheng is a pitiful child, and Li Quan's body can't be left there forever. We thought that after a simple funeral tomorrow, we would find time to bury his father. You are the child's aunt and uncle, so we have to notify you, but right now the mountain is blocked by heavy snow, so many relatives can't come."

Wang Shufen also looked sad. How could such a good person just disappear like that?

Li Quan is only in his early forties this year and is in the prime of his life.

It is true that there are unexpected changes in the weather and people are subject to misfortunes and blessings at any time.

Wang Shufen and Zhang Shan looked at each other and said to the visitor:

"We will come tomorrow. It's hard for you to walk for more than an hour to inform us."

Thinking that Qingshui Village, like Qingshan Village, should not be short of food, Wang Shufen went back to the house and got a large bag of charcoal.

Zhang Yang works in a charcoal factory, so his family has never been short of charcoal, so it wouldn't hurt to give a bag to his relatives at this time.

"You still have charcoal? This is a good thing. Now that we can't get down the mountain, we can't buy any."

"It was produced in the factory in the village some time ago. My son Zhang Yang works there, and the factory gave him some, but it's not much. You can each take some back to use."

After saying that, she sighed.

"This damn weather..."

Those relatives also looked disappointed.

"Who said it wasn't true, Zhang Shan? I won't chat with you two any more. There are still a few families that haven't been notified yet."

After greeting them, a few people left in a hurry.

They spoke in quite loud voices, so Jiang Jiang overheard and roughly understood what had happened.

She sighed. She could do nothing to help what happened.

When she was preparing food and warm clothes, she prepared three portions, one for Qingshan Village, one for Qingshui Village, and one for Qingtu Village.

Of course, this was because she wanted to reduce the presence of Qingshan Village and prevent the villagers of Qingshan Village from being besieged and robbed by the other two villages for food and clothing after the apocalypse, but she also wanted to help everyone.

However, this kind of thing will happen more frequently in the future.

This is just the beginning of the cold wave. Some young and middle-aged people can still go out in thick clothes. But in the later stage, anyone who survives in the wild will suffer frostbite at best, and be frozen into ice sculptures at worst.

She had to remind everyone in the village to burn more charcoal at night and keep the temperature of the kang high enough at all times.

I would rather be hot than cold.

Especially for families with elderly people in the village, Jiang Jiang plans to remind them again to cover themselves with thick quilts, heat the kang, and use hot water bottles if they have them.

Jiang Jiang picked up the phone and originally planned to call the branch secretary, but then he remembered that there was no signal, so he put the phone back.

She went to the closet and took out several pieces of clothing that she had prepared earlier.

These are all the cold-resistant clothes that Jiang Jiang bought at a high price, from underwear to coats. According to the salesgirl, these clothes are standard equipment for mountaineers and can withstand the cold of minus 30 to 40 degrees Celsius.

After Jiang Jiang was fully armed, he put on a military coat and went out.

She first went to the factory. At that time, several employees were in the charcoal factory. Zhang Yang had already told them that due to insufficient raw materials, today would be the last day of the charcoal factory's operation. Starting tomorrow, the charcoal factory would suspend operations.

Jiang Jiang pushed open the door of the charcoal factory, stood at the door, shook off the snow piled on his coat, and then entered the factory.

Various machines in the factory were running with a rumble, and in various furnaces, charcoal was burning non-stop, and the temperature inside was very pleasant.

"Sister Jiang Jiang, what brings you to the factory in such a cold day?" Zhou Xiaoxia was sharp-eyed and was the first to spot Jiang Jiang. The others also gathered around her.

Zhang Yang thought it was Jiang Jiang who came to tell them what he asked her yesterday, so he quickly said:

"Jiang Jiang, I've told them that the factory has stopped operating. Starting tomorrow, no one will come to the factory."

Jiang Jiang walked to the stove, warmed his hands, and spoke only after he felt warmer.

"I didn't come here today because of this."

"As you can see, the weather has been very abnormal recently. Today, we are delivering two boxes of charcoal to every household in the village. You are factory employees, so take two extra boxes."

"But......"

Several people were a little hesitant. These were the factory's things, not theirs. How could they just take them?

"No buts. I will explain to the company after the snowstorm. The factory produced dozens of tons of charcoal, and each of our households doesn't need much. Besides, you haven't received your salary this month."

After hearing what Jiang Jiang said, the others didn't say anything else.

"Especially Brother Wang Jin, there are eight elderly people in your family. Bring back two more boxes of charcoal. Don't save it. If Grandpa Wang and the others get frozen, the extra money will be spent."

Wang Jin nodded seriously. He also knew his family's situation and did not dare to be careless.

You know, the cow of Xu Dazhuang's family had its leg broken by the snow and couldn't get down the mountain at all. They couldn't find a veterinarian, so in the end they had no choice but to slaughter the cow.

Fortunately, the weather is cold, so putting it in the snow is just like putting it in the refrigerator and it won’t go bad.

However, the distressed look on Old Man Xu's face remained in everyone's heart, and many families who raised chickens and ducks drove them from the yard into the house.

Even if it smells bad, it's better than freezing to death or being crushed to death.

"Okay, everyone get dressed and we'll push a cart and deliver charcoal door to door. Especially if there are many elderly people at home, it won't matter if we deliver one more box."

Each furnace in the factory can produce tons of charcoal every day. This small factory alone produces more than several tons a day. It is no big deal to deliver hundreds of kilograms of charcoal to every household in the village.

Not to mention, although this factory is nominally owned by a company, in fact, it was founded by Jiang Jiang with his own money.

With Jiang Jiang's support, no one else said anything.

Although they are simple, they are not fools.

It was Jiang Jiang who took the responsibility and provided welfare to the villagers.

In particular, Wang Jin, who has eight elderly people in his family, has made a plan. If the company wants to pursue the matter later, he will ask his family to go to the mountain to collect more branches and leaves, burn them into charcoal, and then return them to the factory.

While it was still early, Jiang Jiang and seven other people divided into several groups to deliver charcoal to every household in the village.

Thick snow covered the loess, making it inconvenient even with a wheelbarrow.

"Grandma Li, this is the charcoal the factory gave us. The weather has been too cold recently, so don't be frugal. Use as much as you can so you don't get cold."

Jiang Jiang said the same words to every household in a serious tone.

Don’t feel sorry for charcoal or save it. Use it when you need it. Life is the most important thing.

However, Jiang Jiang knew that some elderly people would not listen to what she said. For example, Grandma Li in front of her had been used to being frugal for decades. How could she change her ways just by saying a few words?

Moreover, many residents of Qingshan Village do not want to take advantage of the factory, fearing that they will be liquidated after the snowstorm and their children and nephews will lose their jobs.

So Jiang Jiang thought of a way and changed the way he said it.

"Grandma Li, the several hundred kilograms of corn stalks that your family sent us before were all used to make charcoal. Now that the internet and electricity are cut off, we have no money to give you, so we'll use charcoal to make up for it. Two kilograms of corn stalks for one kilogram of charcoal is the price available only at this time. Normally, one kilogram of charcoal would cost several yuan."

"You should also think about the children at home. They are weak and will get cold if you don't burn more charcoal."

When she heard that the charcoal was exchanged for corn stalks, she felt that she could get a good deal without affecting Li Yue's work, so she accepted the charcoal reluctantly.

"Grandma knows, you are all good children, good children."

Zhou Xiaoxia, who was delivering charcoal with Jiang Jiang, secretly gave Jiang Jiang a thumbs up: You still have a way!

After rejecting Grandma Li's suggestion to let them stay for a rest, the two of them rushed to the next house without stopping.