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These laborers only have ten taels of food a day.
In front of them is a basement containing several wine vats, each over a meter tall. If these vats are filled with wine, it would require at least a thousand tons of grain to produce it. The extravagance of humanity in the past is truly astonishing, wasting so much food to brew this useless alcohol. It is said that wine cannot even quench thirst; it is not something one can drink like water.
Why would anyone produce so much wine? Ye Feihong, who grew up in the apocalypse, cannot comprehend this. In fact, the word "wine" rarely appears in daily life anymore. Many people, including Ye Feihong, do not even know what wine really is.
Such occurrences are not uncommon. For example, in ancient times in the Dragon Kingdom, people loved spicy food called Zhu Yu because there were no chili peppers available. However, after the Silk Road introduced chili peppers to the Dragon Kingdom, the plant Zhu Yu gradually faded from people's awareness. If it weren't for an ancient poem that mentions it—"I know my brothers are climbing high, with Zhu Yu inserted everywhere but one missing"—it is likely that no one would know what Zhu Yu was.
Living in the apocalypse, Ye Feihong finds herself surrounded by such forgotten concepts.
He had no idea what wine was. Since it was made from a large quantity of grain, it must be something precious. In this world of food scarcity, anything related to grain was invaluable. What wine was and what it could do was irrelevant to Ye Feihong; he only needed to know that these were brewed from grain, which meant they were precious. Now that this wine had been discovered, it belonged to him, Ye Feihong.
"Control the vines carefully and transport these bottles of wine to the surface," he instructed. It was said that wine was a liquid, and if these ceramic jars broke, the wine would be wasted. Therefore, Ye Feihong handled the vines with great care.
This barrel of wine weighed several tons, representing over ten tons of grain. After several hours of effort, he managed to transport a few barrels of wine to the surface before nightfall. Thanks to the supplies dropped by the Imperial Guard, he was no longer in complete darkness as a Farm Owner. Not only did his room have lights, but there were also over a dozen searchlights illuminating the area around him. This was to prevent any lurking dark creatures from launching surprise attacks.
Ye Feihong was undeniably powerful as a Farm Owner. However, on the first day, several nocturnal creatures posed a significant threat to him. He hid in the distance at the Mountain Farm, watching the lights flicker within Heaven Gate. Everyone looked on with envy.
Liu Meili sighed, "I really envy Fei Hong. Now that he has his Farm Owner's lights shining brightly, I can only hide in this cave and chat."
Wang Mazi immediately tried to comfort her. Liu Meili was a stunning beauty, while he considered himself rather average. As two Farm Owners found themselves together, he was particularly eager to cheer her up. "Beautiful sister, don’t lose heart. In time, we will also gain enough strength to resist the nighttime ambushes of those dark creatures."
Li Si chimed in, "It's because you lack merit that you can't exchange for Airdrop support."
Upon hearing this, the lively chat group fell silent.
Zhang San announced, "Everyone, I'm going to sleep now."
He repeated it several times: "Going to sleep. Going to sleep. Going to sleep."
Many had struggled with insomnia that day. "Sigh, it’s frustrating how jealousy can consume people," he thought. Ye Feihong had acquired so many resources; no one could help but feel envious.
In this post-apocalyptic world, strength was king. Ye Feihong's power allowed him to gather more resources, and he deserved it. Meanwhile, other Farm Owners couldn't shake off their gloom as they sat alone in their corners, gazing at the stars above in silence.
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