I became a farmer in the apocalypse.

Evening, at the Ye family's residence.

Ye Hongjun was sawing wood at home when he suddenly heard Li Lan's voice coming from outside:

"Honey! Come quick and help!"

Li Lan has returned.

Ye Hongjun hurriedly led Ye Qing and Ye Tong out, but Li Lan grabbed his arm and dragged them toward the Jiang family.

"What happened?" Ye Hongjun asked, puzzled.

"Jiang Li brought back a pig! She wants you to come help!"

Ye Hongjun was taken aback.

Did they bring back a pig?

"Really? Miss Jiang is that lucky?"

"Of course it's true!" Li Lan's face lit up with more joy than if she had killed a pig!

Ye Hongjun quickened his pace and arrived at Jiang Li's door. Sure enough, he saw a pig on the ground that had been bled. "Not bad, it's a white pig!"

Jiang Yan was working hard to boil water and scald the pigs.

Upon seeing Ye Hongjun arrive, Jiang Yan said, "Uncle Ye, neither my sister nor I have ever slaughtered a pig before, so we asked Aunt Li to call you over to help."

"No problem, I know how to do it! Don't worry, Uncle's here!"

Ye Hongjun rolled up his sleeves and ran back excitedly to get the knife.

On the other side, at bus stop number 13, a group of people were making a transaction around Huang Youhua.

【7.3 jin of bracken fern………………438 points】

【2.5 jin of *Hylocereus undatus* (Chinese magnolia) ... 150 points】

[17.1 jin of houttuynia cordata... 940 points]

12 catties of shepherd's purse...720 points

Total... 2248 points

When Huang Youhua transferred the points to Jiang Li, he smiled broadly, revealing his teeth.

"Girl, are you a wild vegetable spirit reincarnated? You traded over thirty pounds of wild vegetables the day before yesterday, and another thirty pounds today. How come I didn't know wild vegetables were so easy to find in these mountains?"

In comparison, others only harvested five or six jin, and some even only three or four jin.

Su Xiao was in better condition today and was able to take out more than ten kilograms of wild vegetables to exchange for points, earning 800 points.

However, compared to Jiang Li's 2248 points, there were also the 10,000 points Jiang Li received from Xie Luan—

Su Xiao clenched her fists.

Not to mention that Jiang Li was holding a piglet in her arms, and there was also a large white pig that had just been slaughtered at home!

"Hey girl, are you selling your little piglet?" Huang Youhua asked.

The wealthy people in the safe zone love to eat roast suckling pig!

The little piglet has woken up and is now nestled in Jiang Li's arms, crying uncontrollably.

Jiang Li: "Not for sale."

"But I have half a sow's body and a pig's head, weighing about 90 pounds. Would you buy it?"

Huang Youhua nodded.

Jiang Li: "I'll have someone bring it to you later."

"OK!"

Carrying the remaining wild vegetables and piglets, Jiang Li returned home.

When they returned, Ye Hongjun and Jiang Yan had already gutted the pig and were unloading the meat, while Li Lan, Ye Qing, and Ye Tong were helping out.

"Uncle Ye, I want to sell half of this pig. Huang Youhua said it would cost 250 points per pound. He's not cheating me, is he?"

Jiang Li only knew that she sold pork at the meat station in the safe zone, which cost about 300 points per pound.

"I'm not ripping you off," Ye Hongjun said. "This is the price the butchers charge. Of course, it can't compare to the market price, since it goes through other people's hands, and the butcher shop also needs to make a profit."

However, butchers usually have their own channels and can supply restaurants, hotels, or wealthy families in the safe zone directly.

In short, butchers also need to make a profit, and the price of pork at meat stations fluctuates with supply and demand. For example, when farms are not doing well, the price of pork will skyrocket.

Jiang Li was too lazy to move the pork to the safe zone to sell.

250 points it is.

She sent a message in the landowners' group:

"Pork is 250 points per pound. If you want to exchange, come to bus stop number 13. It's freshly cut pork."

Soon after the message was sent, someone responded:

"I'll take a pound!"

"I'll have a pound too!"

"I'll buy half a pound!"

"..."

Jiang Li tallied it up: two were half a jin, four were one jin, for a total of five jin.

It seems that even though it's cheaper than in the safe zone, many people still can't bear to buy it to eat.

Soon, the pig was unloaded.

The pig's head was chopped off completely, followed by four pig trotters and four pig legs.

The body was split in two, and one half was prepared to be given directly to Huang Youhua, as Jiang Li had instructed.

The remaining half of the pork loin was further divided into spare ribs, tenderloin, pork belly, etc.

Pack them separately into bags.

Jiang Yan strung the pig's head and half a pig's shoulder together with a rope, along with two pig's trotters and two pig's legs. He also prepared the 5 jin of pork that the others had ordered, and carried them all to bus stop number 13.

When Jiang Yan returned, he brought back 24250 points.

"Sis, we're rich!"

When did Jiang Yan ever earn so many points at once?

This is almost as much as his annual income in the safe zone.

Thinking back to the famine years when we couldn't even get a full meal a day, and now look at this bag with over 60 pounds of pork...

They're worlds apart, like heaven and earth.

As my sister said, the outside world is full of dangers, but also many opportunities.

Jiang Yan clenched his fist, suddenly filled with fighting spirit!

He must work hard! To become stronger! To strive so that one day he can face mutated beasts with composure, only then can he snatch food from their mouths!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan mentioned a sad thing: "Today, the owner of field number 92 died."

Jiang Li was slightly surprised upon hearing this, "How did he die?"

"We were attacked by a flock of mutated ravens."

Can a crow kill a person?

of course can.

Unlike the crows before the apocalypse, these mutated ravens are more than twice the size of their predecessors. Their bodies and feathers have evolved, and their beaks are harder than steel, capable of biting a large hole in a person.

Ye Hongjun also knew about this, and he said:

"The attackers of landowner number 92 were a flock of level-three mutated ravens!"

Humans classify the mutation levels of animals and plants based on their body size. For example, a level one mutated raven refers to a mutated animal that has just completed its mutation and whose body size has not yet changed. It looks about the same size as before the apocalypse.

Level 2 means approximately twice the size, and Level 3 means approximately three times the size...

The larger the volume, the longer the mutation time, which in turn means more mutation characteristics, such as a more acute sensory system, a more precise skeletal structure, sharper claws and teeth, a faster metabolism, and a serrated beak, etc.

Jiang Yan: "Those mutated ravens have evolved serrated beaks, and they can tear a piece of flesh off a person with one bite."

When the owner of field number 92 was attacked, he was busy in the field and only ran to the safe house when he realized something was wrong.

When faced with danger, people can rely on this house with an iron gate but no windows to keep wild animals out.

Once inside the safe house, the first thing to do is call the patrol team for backup. Once the patrol team arrives, they can deal with the mutated animals...

Of course, those who have the means can get a gun, but a gun license requires connections to obtain, and guns and ammunition are very expensive; not everyone can afford them.

The owner of field number 92 was attacked by mutated ravens less than five meters from the safe house. He was eventually eaten at his doorstep, his hand already touching the threshold when he died.

Jiang Yan felt it was a pity.

"Sis, he almost survived! Maybe if he had run just a little faster, he could have gotten into the house. It was just a few seconds!"

This is why mutants have a higher survival rate in the wild; sometimes, it all comes down to that extra bit of speed or strength.

The greater the speed, the faster you can run when you encounter danger; the greater the strength, the greater the chance of fighting back against mutated beasts.

The mutated ravens swarmed like locusts, devouring the owner of plot number 92 down to bones in just a few minutes. The sight was terrifying to even imagine.

Jiang Li couldn't help but recall the first day in the field when a group of mutated wolves attacked the bus. Now that she thought about it, although those wolves were large, they were not twice the size of the bus, so they were just a group of level one mutated wolves.