Liu Zheng descended into the basement.
The area below was pitch-black, but the air wasn't particularly stale; there must have been a ventilation opening somewhere.
He took out the matches he had found in the kitchen and lit three of them at once.
The brightness of the matches was naturally insufficient to illuminate the entire basement, but it allowed him to spot a candlestick embedded in the wall.
By lighting the candle, Liu Zheng could finally make out the scene in the basement with some effort.
The size of the basement was roughly the same as the kitchen, only much lower in height.
Liu Zheng, with his stature of barely one meter six, had to bend over to move around.
In the southeast corner was a chicken nest made of straw.
Next to the chicken nest was a wooden trough, presumably filled with insects.
Besides that, the basement also stored food like wheat, potatoes, and sweet potatoes, which all keep well.