The plantation staff in the base had already planted mushrooms, but the results were not satisfactory. After all, whether it was the environment or the equipment, it was much worse than before the apocalypse. The production had not been increasing, and only a few powerful people could eat mushrooms. Ordinary people could only rely on insect powder to fill their stomachs. They could not even eat coarse grain more than a few times, let alone rare things like mushrooms. Du Yue knew that Zuo Mingdong had good intentions, but she still refused.
"Thank you, Captain Zuo, but there's no need. I want to try it myself."
Zuo Mingdong did not try to persuade her anymore and just nodded. "Alright, the three of you are smart people. As long as you want to do something, there's nothing you can't do. Then I won't worry about you. You can just plant it yourself at home. If there's anything you need, feel free to contact me."
