Tang Yue opened all the boxes and dug out everything that could be eaten. He was like a bear digging for food in a trash can, taking a bite out of anything that seemed edible. At this moment, food was more precious than gold. Every bit of it counted. Finding an extra piece of chocolate could extend his life by half a day.
He divided all the food into three categories.
First, there were soft-packed canned ingredients that contained a certain amount of water. Most of these foods were large bags that weighed more than ten kilograms or even dozens of kilograms, including beef, pork, chicken breast, tuna, and pasta. They were all steamed and sterilized, then sealed with aluminum foil and could be stored for a long time.
Tang Zong counted. He now had 30 kilograms of beef, 20 kilograms of chicken breast, 20 kilograms of pork, 15 kilograms of minced tuna, 10 kilograms of pasta, and large bags of dehydrated vegetables, oatmeal, and dried mushrooms. Dehydrated vegetables were different from soft-packed meat. The latter contained 50 to 60 percent water and did not need to be rehydrated.
However, dehydrated vegetables were the same as the dried vegetable leaves in Master Kong's barreled beef noodles. They had to be soaked and twisted before eating.
The second category was ready-to-eat food, including all kinds of canned food. They did not need to be cooked or processed and could be eaten when opened.
It was already 2052, and aerospace technology was quite advanced. They could build a space station in the orbit of Mars and establish a scientific research station on the surface. This was not something that the predecessors of the 20th century could compare with. However, they had improved in all aspects, except for food.
What the space pioneers of the past ate was what Tang Yue was eating now.
Canned food, all kinds of canned food. Other than canned food, there was more canned food.
Canned meat, canned fish, canned vegetables, canned pears, canned pineapples, canned yams, canned peaches, canned cashews, and boxes of canned food.
Although there was a kitchen in Kunlun Station, the people in Jiuquan obviously thought that precious time should not be wasted on cooking. Cooking steak was not as convenient as eating canned food. Canned food was good.
There were fish, meat, vegetables, and fruits. If you opened a few more canned food, it would be like a Manchu Han Imperial Feast. Therefore, the cargo spacecraft was piled full of canned food.
The people in the nutrition center educated Tang Yue. Although it was canned food, it was a high-tech canned food from the 21st century. It used instant sterilization technology, flavor preservation technology, harmless anti-corrosion technology, and texture recovery technology. It was different from what he ate on the Shenzhou spaceship.
So don't resist … Here, try this.
We specially made canned Swedish herring in Laoshan white flower snake grass water for you?
Come, have a taste.
You won't die from tasting one.
When the scientific research team was still around, they were actually very reluctant to eat canned food. Therefore, most of the canned food was left behind. Tang Yue sneered secretly as he cleaned up the canned food. He thought to himself, "I'll leave these damn canned food for the next team."
Now that he thought about it, he had really set up a flag that was fluttering in the wind.
Other than the soft packs of ingredients and ready-to-eat food, the last type was high energy and emergency food.
Including chocolate, energy bars, coffee, drink infusions and compressed biscuits.
The characteristic of this type of food was its high energy density.
In the early days of space missions, this type of food was the bulk of the supplies. Fifty kilograms of beef could only be eaten for a week, but fifty kilograms of compressed biscuits could be eaten for months.
However, after the successful establishment of Kunlun Station, the expedition team members moved to work indoors. Their living environment improved greatly, and the proportion of compressed food decreased.
However, for emergencies, Kunlun Station still kept a considerable amount of compressed biscuits. These things were usually used to support the legs of tables.
"This food is enough for six people to eat for six months."
Old Cat said, "Although you have to eat compressed biscuits for the next three months … You can eat for at least three Earth years. If you tighten your belt, you should be able to eat for four or five years."
"Five years?" Tang Yue glanced at all his belongings. "What happens after five years?"
"If you can live for five years, then eat dirt … Anyway, I think you will soon become an immortal by that time. You can survive by eating dirt and drinking the northwest wind," Old Cat said.
Tang Yue rolled his eyes. Old Cat never said anything good.
"Even Dharma only meditated for nine years."
Old Cat said, "If you can live for five years on Mars alone, even if you don't become a Buddha, it won't be a problem to become a Bodhisattva, right?
A few years later, some intelligent creature will dig you out from the sand of Mars. It will definitely be shocked and worship you. It will give you a title, the Great Bodhisattva of Mars. "
"What about you?" Tang Yue asked.
"If I am not damaged at that time, then I will help you pass on your message as a sacrifice."
Old Cat said, "I will spread your deeds and worship you as the Supreme God of Mars … If I am unfortunately damaged, then there is no other way. Robots also have a lifespan. I hope you understand."
Tang Yue picked up the compressed biscuits on the table and threw them over.
"Give me some useful advice!"
"Don't worry. It's useless to worry."
Old Cat dodged the compressed biscuits and spread his hands. "You should be glad that the supplies in the station are enough to last for so long. It gives you enough time to slowly make plans … What's the saying?
It's called living in the moment. "
"Living in the crotch?" Tang Yue felt that this sentence was really meaningful.
He repacked the food and put it back on the shelf. Next, he had to make a detailed plan and list. He had to list the food and fresh water consumed every day, and he had to calculate the weight accurately to the gram.
If he saved one gram for each meal, that would be three grams a day. In an Earth year, that would be 1,095 grams.
One kilogram of food could at least extend his life for a day.
Tang Yue was meticulous in his calculations, taking weight from every possible place that had a chance of being rich. Every kilogram of food was equivalent to extending his life by a day. He felt that he was a sailor who had been stranded on a deserted island due to a shipwreck. Tang Yue had to do his best to use all the resources he had on hand to survive.
But the sailor might be rescued one day, but Tang Yue would never be able to return to Earth.
Knowing that the supplies would be exhausted one day, Tang Yue still tried to delay the arrival of this day as much as possible.
"Mr. Tang Yue?
Mr. Tang Yue?
Are you there?
Can you hear me? "
Mai Dong appeared on the screen of the video call.
Tang Yue got up and turned his head together with Old Cat. "Miss Mai Dong?
How's the situation?
Have you finished counting all the supplies on your side? "
The girl hesitated for a few seconds before slowly nodding.
"How's the situation?" Tang Yue and Old Cat asked in unison.
"Everything's fine with the electricity and energy sources, but the food …"
"What's wrong with the food?"
The girl pursed her lips as her eyelashes trembled slightly. Her face turned pale bit by bit. Tang Yue suddenly had an ominous feeling.
"Miss Mai Dong?
Miss Mai Dong?
Answer my question. "
"I … I've counted a few times."
Mai Dong lowered her eyes and whispered, "The food in the space station … can last for five more days."