Famine and Chaos: Weaving Cloth in Exile to Escape the War

The appearance of this space greatly excited Kyoto Spring.

How come she didn't notice before that the system sold storage space?

Fortunately, it's not too late to discover it now.

Jing Zhichun quickly checked her balance in the system.

The total balance displayed on the panel is: 165000 RMB.

After deducting the 45000 coins from the Yang family, she herself had 120000 coins left.

Even if she spent 10000 coins to buy that space now, the remaining money would be enough for her and her two children to cope with the plague.

Most importantly, with space, many of her problems can be easily solved.

Especially the pistol and the bullets.

She carries these things with her at all times, just in case, for fear of accidentally losing them, and checks them from time to time.

Now that we have space, we don't have to worry about losing pistol bullets.

Moreover, she can also put other things she buys from the system into it.

With that in mind, Jing Zhichun clicked "buy" almost without hesitation.

"Ding! Purchase successful. Portable storage space of 10 cubic meters, now bound."

The moment the notification sound in her head finished, Kyoto Haru felt a slight jolt. She instinctively closed her eyes and silently uttered, "Space."

Instantly, a white cabinet appeared in her mind.

It was a rectangular cabinet with the top completely open, about 2.5 meters long, 2 meters wide, and 2 meters high.

The cabinet was empty inside, with smooth walls, and a white mist hung around it.

"what?"

Jing Zhichun stared at the cabinet for a moment, slightly taken aback.

Is this her space?

A locker?

She thought it was the kind of space with spiritual springs and black soil, where one could farm and raise livestock, but it turned out to be just a storage cabinet.

However, Jing Zhichun was not disappointed. She was already incredibly lucky to have a space at all, so she dared not be picky.

When she opened her eyes again, she was still in the thatched hut.

Jing Zhichun grabbed the basket in her hand, shouted "Go in" in her head, and then the basket disappeared from her hand.

In the realm of consciousness, the basket lay quietly inside the cabinet.

Jing Zhichun was excited again, but then she thought of something else.

If it can store things, then what about people?

Kyoto Haru's curiosity was reignited. She closed her eyes again, focused her mind, and thought intensely, "I want to go in too."

Then, she lay down inside the closet...

Just then, the system's mechanical voice appeared in Kyoto Haru's head again.

"Friendly reminder: This space is a constant temperature, humidity, and sterile environment, containing basic life support systems and capable of accommodating living organisms."

Wow!

This is amazing!

Kyoto Haru almost fainted from excitement.

Good, good, it's good that living things can enter the space.

In the future, if she goes on a long trip, she can put the two children in the space.

Moreover, it also has a preservation function.

This space is absolutely perfect.

However, the space is still a bit small, and it doesn't feel like it can hold too much stuff. She'll have to plan how to use it properly in the future.

After leaving the space, Jing Zhichun quickly walked outside, put the large wooden box full of belongings into the space, and then put the pistol bullets in her arms into the space as well.

Back in the thatched hut, Jing Zhichun took out a basket from her spatial storage and quickly started buying medicinal herbs in the system again.

In fact, traditional Chinese medicine for treating plague is not as effective as Western medicine. Therefore, for a highly virulent disease like plague, strong medicine and heavy doses are necessary to save lives.

She had made a promise to protect Yang Dawang's life, and she had to keep it. Moreover, she would do everything in her power to protect the entire Yang family.

Therefore, when preparing medicines to treat the Yang family's plague, Jing Zhichun bought extra of all kinds of medicines.

Of course, the specific dosage will need to be determined after a face-to-face consultation, based on Yang Dawang's physical condition and the severity of his illness.

Immediately, Jing Zhichun quickly began selecting medicinal herbs for treating plague in the system's medicinal herb section.

Gypsum, rhinoceros horn, rehmannia root, scrophularia root, coptis root, scutellaria root, red peony root, peony bark, forsythia fruit, honeysuckle flower, gleditsia thorn, processed pangolin scales, trichosanthes root...

Wait a minute, a long list of drug names and dosages flashed by, and the system started to calculate the price automatically. The total cost was 36000 coins.

Immediately afterwards, Jingzhichun purchased 10 jin of realgar, 20 jin of quicklime, and a temperature gun, spending a total of 2500 wen.

These are all necessities for disinfection and epidemic prevention. Although the Yang family also has quicklime and other similar products, she is afraid that they will not have enough, so she has to prepare more for them.

After removing all the medicinal herbs from their modern packaging, wrap them in oil paper and put them into the basket.

After thinking for a moment, Jing Zhichun took out some heat-clearing and detoxifying herbs that she had previously bought from a pharmacy in the city from her spatial storage.

Herbs like honeysuckle, dandelion, and indigo leaves, which are used for clearing heat and detoxifying, should be packaged separately.

These are medicines for the Yang family members who haven't shown symptoms yet; they need to be boiled and drunk like tea first.

The plague, in essence, is caused by heat toxins.

The heat toxin travels into the blood vessels, causing swelling and ulceration wherever it goes, leading to swollen and ulcerated lymph nodes and persistent high fever.

Therefore, drinking some heat-clearing and detoxifying herbs before those symptoms appear can intervene in the plague in advance. Although it cannot guarantee that they will not get sick, it can at least alleviate some of the symptoms when the disease occurs.

Once everything is ready.

Jing Zhichun slung her basket over her shoulder and was about to step out the door when she stopped in her tracks, her gaze falling on the pure white protective suit she was wearing.

She felt that this outfit was still too strange for people from ancient times.

After thinking for a moment, Jing Zhichun immediately brought up the system shop and quickly began browsing the clothing section.

She quickly found a piece of clothing that met her needs.

This is a long black robe, similar in style to those worn by women in the Afghan region.

The robe was exceptionally wide, enough to completely cover her from head to toe, even obscuring the shape of the basket on her back.

The most ingenious part is that it also comes with a breathable mesh mask of the same color, which can completely cover the face, leaving only a pair of eyes showing through the mesh.

One set costs 200 coins.

Jingzhichun quickly selected and placed an order.

Then I just unpacked it and put it on.

The robe was so large that it covered her completely, from head to toe, even concealing the outline of the basket on her back.

Jing Zhichun was very satisfied; now her protective suit completely covered her up, making her look less strange.

She reached out and straightened her robe, then put on the black mesh mask.

After checking his equipment one last time, making sure he was wearing a protective mask and gloves, Jing Zhichun walked to the tent and gently shook Xiaoman's shoulder.

"Xiaoman, wake up."

Xiaoman opened her eyes groggily, and what came into view was a tall figure wrapped in black from head to toe, with a strange mesh covering his face.

"ah!!"

Xiaoman was so frightened that she shuddered and her face turned pale instantly. She instinctively shrank into the corner of the tent, but didn't forget to hug her sleeping younger brother tightly.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoman, it's your mother!" Jing Zhichun comforted her.

Hearing Jing Zhichun's voice, Xiaoman was no longer afraid. However, she thought her mother's outfit was really strange and scary.

"Mother, why are you dressed like this?"

Jing Zhichun didn't have time to explain in detail. She patted Xiaoman's head and said, "Xiaoman, Mommy has to go out now. Grandpa Yang is sick, very seriously, and I'm going to see him. You stay home with your younger brother and bolt the door from the inside. Don't open it for anyone unless you hear Mommy's voice. Understand?"

Xiaoman nodded vigorously, "Yes, I remember, Mother."

"Good children." Kyoto Haru glanced at the children again, then turned and left the thatched hut.

Xiaoman slipped on her shoes and followed Jingzhichun to the door. After Jingzhichun left, she closed the door.

Outside the door, Jing Zhichun heard Xiaoman close the door and then quickly plunged into the vast snowstorm, heading towards the Yang family.

However, after walking for a while, Kyoto Haru became worried about the two children.

Since her space can accommodate people, she might as well put the two children there; that way, she could feel more at ease.

Immediately afterwards, Kyoto Haru hurriedly returned to the thatched hut.