I will plant a field in the last days

I don’t know if Mr. Long is a person like Qian Duoduo. I have heard of him several times tonight. I just heard his name and didn’t see him. It’s a pity after all. Although Jingshu knows that the person named Mr. Long, He is in this trading center, but in the vast sea of ​​people, he is not like Dad Ma who stands out from the crowd and can be recognized at a glance.

"Okay, I hope I can meet this guy named Long Ye next time." Jing Shu said after adding Tang as the trustee.

"You will be interested in Lord Long. There is no one who is not interested in Lord Long." Tang Tuo said.

Jingshu smiled and murmured in a low voice, it's not money that can be liked by everyone. Even money has always had the smell of copper, which shows that not everyone likes even coins.

The trade fair has come to an end, and the next step is the process of inspecting the goods again and stamping the traceability code. After all, if you buy something worth millions, you must be rigorous.

After calculating and paying various taxes, Jingshu's trading card turned out to be nearly one million extra! This means that after Jingshu sold so many things today and bought so many things, she still has so many trading coins.

The trading currency is only in the trading club on the eighth floor and cannot be used outside. Direct exchange into virtual currency will require a relatively high handling fee, and Jingshu does not intend to exchange virtual currency. After all, she still owes Wucheng a lot of money. And to be honest, it is better not to have too much money in the account in the next period of time.

Big data and surveillance cannot tell how much supplies you have, but how much money you have can be found out with a single check.

The great famine in the fifth year of the end of the world is coming, and it is the last word that everyone should suffer together.

"Then what can we do with the money?" She was about to leave the imperial capital again. After thinking about it, Jingshu's head suddenly became clear. She threw the card to Tang Tuotuo, "There is almost one million on this card."

After Tang Zhuo took the card, he looked at Jing Shu inexplicably.

A net worth of one million is the minimum threshold for entering the eighth-floor trading club. It's enough portion.

"so?"

"Didn't you ask Tang to take care of it? So, can you help me take care of this?"

Tang Trustee nodded without hesitation: "I want to have 10% profit after making a profit."

"No problem, by the way, if you come across something good, help me get it." Jingshu still can't forget the various organic good things here in the imperial capital. To be honest in Wucheng, besides having a lot of money and strength, she can eat them After seeing so many organic vegetables and fruits, there was almost no one left, except of course her cheating device of having space.

Jingshu turned around and patted the tank: "He will help me transport some things every three months from now on. If there is anything, just leave it to him."

Thanks to the adoption of geese at that time, Jing Shu finally had a way to transport things in the imperial capital. Otherwise, it would be hard to imagine how to transport things in this apocalyptic world.

However, this is almost the fifth year, and the food supply at the bottom is beginning to be tight, so the top people must also tighten their belts to get by.

Tang Tuo Tuo was still hesitant to speak, but finally asked: "What are you going to do about drying blood mushrooms?"

After all, how could there be only ten people who can take out ten at once?

Jing Shu smiled and said, "There will be news in due time, don't worry." Leave it all to Qian Duoduo. He is not afraid of debts if he has too many debts, and he is not afraid of itching if he has too many lice. All these things that attract fire are given to Qian Duoduo.

Jingshu was really thinking about the bunch of pets she had bought, and wished she could put the bamboo rats in the space to ripen now, so that she could taste the delicious taste of the bamboo rats as soon as possible.

In addition, Jingshu also needs to put some of these feed insects into the space for breeding and ripening, and try to produce a large amount of freeze-dried insect feed before migration.

In short, Jingshu has a lot of work, but she doesn't have time to spend it all here.

So I said goodbye to Tang Trustee in a hurry, and let Tang Trustee do the rest. Let her see if this trusteeship can really achieve this situation.

Since I bought too many things this time, it also came with a complete set of freeze-drying equipment. Of course, those who can afford this equipment now don’t need to consider the issue of electricity. Therefore, Jingshu and Tank alone can’t do it at all. No luck.

Fortunately, the considerate trading center on the eighth floor helped transport everything back.

Moreover, all the Wucheng medicine that Jingshu brought when she came was used. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Jingshu to transport the mountains of daily necessities, rolls of paper, various foods, equipment, etc., and the freight would be high. It was a lot of money, and Jingshu took a big advantage.

When I arrived, it was extremely lively, with more than thirty pharmacists in total.

It was much quieter when we returned. Wang Danai took the materials from Wucheng and most of the pharmacists to work in the factory opened in the imperial capital. After all, he had to work day and night to make medicines, which was related to the lives of countless people in China, so he couldn't joke.

Jingshu expressed her understanding and concern for the work of the pharmacists, and spent public funds to go to the tank to get some food for everyone.

In any case, Jingshu's mission in the Imperial Capital has been completed. The rich harvest in the Imperial Capital this time made Jingshu reluctant to leave. When she saw that the plane was almost full of her supplies, Jingshu felt particularly safe.

The black gloves squirmed gently on the hands, silky, shiny, comfortable and warm.

But Wanzi grinned and hid behind Feiji, very afraid of Jingshu's hand, she could feel something!

But the fat chicken stared at the thing at Jingshu's feet. It puffed up its plump chest and put its wings on its hips like a tigress. After thinking about it for a while, it felt that its posture was not beautiful and elegant, so it immediately Changed posture.

It swayed its plump chicken butt, polished its feathers, and made a charming and seductive posture. It also stretched out its long and beautiful chicken legs, blinking its eyes and hinting at Jingshu crazily.

Jing Shu: "..." Isn't it just a duck? As for that?

Although Tank emphasized that this was a goose, Jing Shu looked at a creature that was so small, about the size of a palm, and had all the same characteristics as a duck, wasn't it just a little gray duck? Okay, let’s just say it’s a goose in a duck’s appearance. Maybe it can turn into a swan like the ugly duckling?

Yes, this little thing was a big surprise given to her by Tank. It was indeed a surprise.

If there is nothing wrong, this should be a creature that has evolved after adapting to the apocalypse. It is a mutated creature. The tank did not dare to do an appraisal of these detailed values, because once you do the appraisal, you will understand.

At present, Jingshu understands it well. She just named it Xiao Guagua. After all, it was only after getting on the plane that Tank stuffed Xiao Guagua in. Jing Shu let Jing Shu know it with affection and reason. Shu took this precious thing away.