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It's a pity we're in a hurry right now; otherwise, if we contacted He Chengzhang, he would probably be happy to buy this batch of sheepskins.
Ma Chengfeng sent a refrigerated truck over. The sheep were slaughtered, packed up, and loaded onto the refrigerated truck.
The offal wasn't so lucky; they mainly stayed on the pasture to eat.
Besides being used to make lamb offal soup to entertain the people who helped slaughter the sheep, the lamb offal was also a delicious treat for the little ones on the ranch.
There was still too much offal from twenty sheep; they couldn't possibly finish it all. Shi Wen shared some with everyone to take home, and froze the rest in the refrigerator.
Yan Kexing took a day off, and the next morning at around 5 a. m., they went out with the refrigerated truck to participate in the disaster relief efforts.
This was a convoy, dozens of large trucks lined up in a long row heading towards the disaster area.
Shi Wen people on the road coming from other places to help with the disaster relief efforts.
This relatively remote road was unusually bustling, so much so that it even showed signs of traffic congestion.
Shi Wen the scene before him, Shi Wen was filled with emotion.
He always manages to see the brilliance of humanity amidst major disasters.
Perhaps it is precisely this spirit that distinguishes humans from other mythical creatures on Earth, allowing them to successfully stand out.
They took a shortcut and arrived at the disaster area around 8 a. m.
Before Shi Wen, I didn't expect the disaster to be so severe. The city was covered in mud and dirty water, and many cars were floating in the water, clearly unusable.
Shi Wen at the building's facade, Shi Wen saw that the mud on the facade was more than three meters high, indicating that the floodwaters must have exceeded three meters at their peak.
He could hardly imagine why an inland city was so badly affected.
Extreme weather is truly terrifying. With rivers and reservoirs nearby, multiple factors combined ultimately led to this outcome.
The rain is still falling, but it's no longer a downpour; it's just moderate rain.
It gets especially cold here when it rains. Shi Wen out wearing a raincoat, I feel the wind hitting me instead of blowing on me.
The wind was like a bunch of reckless people, constantly crashing into them.
The wind was strong and cold here, and with the falling rain, some people's lips started to turn blue after standing there for a while.
Ma Chengfeng held up a large megaphone and directed everyone to their disaster relief positions in the rain.
Shi Wen they were going to the riverbank.
Ma Chengfeng asked them to cook a pot of mutton soup over there to provide for the disaster relief workers.
Shi Wen and Yan Kexing had no objections to the arrangement. After hearing the arrangement, they turned around, got into the car, and went to the river with the driver.
They brought gas cylinders and a large pot, and upon arriving at their destination, without saying a word, they immediately set up the pot and began cooking meat soup.
They were busy on the shore, and there were people building a dike nearby.
These people, like a swarm of ants or a giant dragon, stood silently on the riverbank under the gray sky.
The turbid river roared in, carrying mud, crashing against the giant dragon again and again.
Once the two large pots of mutton soup were simmering, Yan Kexing said to Shi Wen, "You stay here and cook the soup, I'll go help with the disaster relief."
Shi Wen, "Hey, I want to go too. I'll find someone to take over cooking for us."
Yan Kexing pinched the back of his neck. "You stay here and cook the soup. Don't waste our good mutton. I'll come up and take over for you when I get tired, then you can go back down to help with the disaster relief."
Shi Wen him say that, Shi had no choice but to agree, "That will work too."
Shi Wen someone tending to the pot, continuing to simmer the mutton soup.
The two large pots were constantly radiating heat, so they weren't cold, but he needed to keep stirring and skimming off the foam, which wasn't an easy task.
Just as he was working, Ma Chengfeng, wearing a raincoat and covered in mud, brought them disposable bowls and asked, "Where's Professor Yan?"
Shi Wen raised his chin slightly. "They're down there doing disaster relief."
Ma Chengfeng wiped the rain off his face. "Can you manage all this by yourself? Do you need me to call someone over to help you?"
"You can manage, don't cause trouble for others." Shi Wen noticed his face was a little pale and asked, "Why don't you have a bowl of mutton soup first? You look quite cold."
Ma Chengfeng sighed, "I'm getting old, not like I used to be. I can't even handle this little bit of hardship."
Shi Wen served him a bowl of mutton soup, adding a pinch of salt, "It's only just started cooking, so the soup is still clear. Just drink it like hot water."
Ma Chengfeng didn't mind, took the bowl, blew on it to warm it up, and then started drinking the soup, sipping from the rim. "Your mutton soup is so delicious, and it warms me up too. I knew I didn't make a mistake in arranging this place for you."
Shi Wen, "What do you mean by that?"
Ma Chengfeng said with a smile, "Your sheep are good. They give you strength and are also nourishing. That's why I was thinking of assigning you to the most difficult area. The disaster relief workers have been soaking in cold water for so long. Drinking some of your mutton soup will help them get rid of the cold and prevent any lasting health problems."
Shi Wen was surprised that this guy was so observant, and couldn't help but take another look at him.
Ma Chengfeng was also busy. He drank a bowl of mutton soup, then took another bowl to drink on the way, before continuing to the next disaster relief point.
The aroma of soup Shi Wen a large pot of broth was being simmered over a high flame.
He cooked it over high heat the whole time, resulting in a milky white broth that looked incredibly tempting.
The soup simmered for over three hours. By noon, the rescue workers were rotating shifts, and someone in charge arranged for those who had been working on the front lines to come up and eat.
It was only then that Shi Wen realized that everyone's meals were actually quite good.
Self-heating rice technology is now quite mature, and logistical support is also quite strong. The self-heating rice they provide is served with hearty dishes like spicy chicken and braised pork.
Everyone was just too tired; even though they had their food, they couldn't really eat much.
Shi Wen saw several people sitting in the mud, opening their lunchboxes, shoveling a few mouthfuls into their mouths, mechanically chewing their food, and then stopping after a few bites.
The rice was indeed quite dry and hard, and the person eating it didn't have much of an appetite.
But we can't skip eating, everyone still has to work in the afternoon.