I will plant a field in the last days

Unexpectedly, when she first arrived at the manor, she was attracted by a few familiar black pigs. These were the black pigs she sold to Jin Ba Ba in the mudslide! The black pig seemed to still remember the breath on her body, and then she met Jin BaBa, the son of the previous generation of rulers, wearing a gas mask and looking clumsy at catching pigs.

Oh, Jun Bao is related to the previous generation of powerful people, so is it normal for them to live together?

When Jingshu arrived, Jin BaBa was grabbing the boar and trying to mate the sow.

But neither the boar nor the sow seemed very interested in this matter, so the sow ran away and landed on Jingshu.

When the two looked at each other, there was a moment of embarrassment. Jin Baba felt embarrassed. His wise little bully had now become like this - hey, he had to bow his head for the sake of the black pig's cub!

But Jing Shu is also a thick-skinned person. She knew what Jin Ba Ba was going to do when she saw him. As someone who had learned the postpartum care of sows and other detailed knowledge, she lifted the sow up with her backhand and asked Said: "Do you want to breed sows?"

"Ah. - Well." Jin Baba looked at Jingshu who seemed to be much brighter in front of him and was still a little in disbelief. He hesitated a little: "After you left, they were paired twice. Before I got pregnant, I was a little bit confused. Come in a hurry."

Jingshu skillfully took some breeding medicine from her pocket, opened the pig's mouth and stuck it in. The two pigs squealed without knowing what they were eating, and clicked their mouths. After a while, The situation is chaotic.

Then the two pigs staged a wonderful action movie on the spot. Jin Baba felt embarrassed watching it, but Jing Shu asked: "Is your father's health feeling better?"

Jinbaba snorted unnaturally. Fortunately, he was wearing a gas mask, otherwise he would have seen his face turn red and embarrassed, "It's better. Thanks to your medicine."

After waiting for a while, before the pigs were mated, Jin Baba took people to Jun Bao's office and ran away as if running away, only to see Jun Bao frowning in pain at a crisp cucumber, bit by bit. Er's eating seemed like he was taking poison, but he remained elegant at all times and could still see some familiar shadows.

Oh, I forgot that this tyrant has anorexia. You tell me this is a disease of wealth.

He finally raised his head and saw Jing Shu. There was no surprise on his face, as if he had expected her to come.

But when she saw the box Jing Shu was carrying, the corner of her mouth raised slightly.

Jingshu took out the fresh vegetables, fruits and raisins dried in the Lingquan space and said:

"I heard from the people below that you fainted a few times while working and had low blood sugar, so I brought you some raisins. You can eat a few when you are fine to supplement your sugar."

"Thank you." Jun Bao pushed the cucumber in front of him, picked up the melon and fruit that Jing Shu brought, picked a fresh cucumber, and ate it in his mouth with an intoxicated look on his face.

He sighed with satisfaction: "Why are your fruits so delicious?"

Jingshu smiled slightly, naturally she couldn't say that it was produced by Space, it must be a high-quality product.

She thought for a while, and temporarily took out two cans of milk powder from the box. It seemed that in the more than half a year since she was absent, the tyrant had lost a lot of weight, either because he was too busy or because she didn't feed him.

Jingshu took care of herself and picked up the hot tea from the tea table, added milk powder, and brewed a pot of mellow, salty and fresh milk tea.

He took the teacup and poured a cup of milk tea and handed it over.

Jun Bao raised his eyebrows. He was not used to drinking milk. It always had a fishy smell and made him feel like throwing up when he drank it. But Jingshu's milk tea was different. There was a strong and mellow aroma as soon as he entered it, which lingered for a long time.

He lowered his head and took a drink, showing a satisfied look on his face before saying, "Can you ask me for anything?"

Otherwise, why would I give you two cans of milk powder?

Jing Shu rolled her eyes, "I'm afraid that if you die, no one will lead Wucheng to the right path!"

Jun Bao then smiled and said, "When you went to the Middle East this time, Mr. Zhou above was full of praise for you and credited you twice. Other approved rewards were also gradually distributed."

"Okay."

Jing Shu took out the messy documents from several factories and signed and stamped them for Jun Bao's approval.

After finishing the business, Jun Bao said again: "The black branches you gave Mr. Zhou have completed three tests. It does have a purifying effect on the air, but it cannot decompose and extract all the substances. It is a pity."

Jingshu had long expected that regarding the cultivation of spiritual springs and black eggs, of course it cannot be produced in large quantities by decomposing extracts. The black eggs can only be sold as luxury goods, so she said:

"I know, so I want to open a small-scale factory and sell a small amount of takeout. Well, there is only one store in the country, and it belongs to Wucheng."

Jingshu could still tell who was standing behind or hugging whose thigh.

After hearing this, Jun Bao became even more satisfied: "In that case, let's define it as Wucheng brand. I have transportation channels here, and I can just sell it through the channels of the Imperial City Biodegradation Research Institute."

Jing Shu's eyes lit up: "Is it okay?"

Jun Bao nodded: "Okay, it's just by the way."

"Thank you." Jing Shu said sincerely.

Jun Bao is from the Imperial Capital, and he has a lot of background and skills there. He doesn't want any shares, he just helps with the sales, and only gets a commission, but he has to be responsible for transportation, sales, distribution, word-of-mouth, after-sales, etc.

It is equivalent to Jingshu only having to make the goods, not even renting out or decorating the front room, and then handing it over to Junbao Imperial Capital Research Institute.