Actually, they were all produced by Fu Jingchen's space.

The delivery of live poultry had to be done personally by Fu Jingchen.

“Okay, I don’t need to go to the military headquarters this afternoon. I’ll borrow a car from Dad later.” Fu Jingchen nodded. He really needed to resolve the farm issue quickly.

Fortunately, this epidemic was dealt with quickly enough.

It didn't cause too much of an impact.

Liu Changxing didn't even make a profit from the price difference; he only received payment for the delivery.

Of course, it's perfectly reasonable on paper.

There won't be any problems.

"I've made over 30,000 yuan delivering goods to the black market recently. What are your plans for this money?" Fu Jingchen asked Su Jiaojiao as he drove.

They deliver very frequently.

In addition, the quantity is also large.

I have indeed made a lot of money during this period.

Even so, those goods were far from enough.

Even if it doubles, the market can absorb it.

The main problem is the severe shortage of meat and eggs.

Even if you have money and a ticket, you might not be able to buy one.

“We can’t operate reasonably for the time being, and there’s no need to leave this money unused. Let’s use it to build a school for the village. The children in the surrounding villages have a problem going to school.” Su Jiaojiao really didn’t need the 30,000 yuan.

She has more cash in her account than she can spend.

Not to mention the many gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, and calligraphy and paintings there are.

Actually, the last thing she lacks right now is money.

For her, making money is just a process.

“Okay!” Fu Jingchen agreed.

Although the college entrance examination has just been cancelled, children still need to study.

If a school is built in the village, at least we won't have to climb mountains and wade through rivers to go to the county town.

It can also allow more children to read.

Building schools is also a way to support national development.

The problem is, in whose name should this money be donated?

Su Jiaojiao, who is the daughter of a capitalist, will inevitably be the subject of gossip if she keeps giving money away.

If someone with ulterior motives targets you, it can be quite troublesome.

“Build a school in your name,” Su Jiaojiao thought for a moment. “If there’s any money left, build roads.”

First, repair the road from the farm to the county town.

This will make hauling and delivering goods much more convenient in the future.

It also makes it easier for villagers to leave the village.

Fu Jingchen smiled and nodded: "Okay, whatever you say."

He didn't know how much stuff Su Jiaojiao had in her space, but he guessed it was definitely a lot.

He felt like he was living off a woman.

But if it's Su Jiaojiao's gigolo, he's willing to eat it; dignity and face don't matter.

By the time the two drove back to the military compound, it was already dark.

It was dinnertime.

Du Xiuyun and Fu Yifei had already prepared dinner and were just waiting for Su Jiaojiao and Fu Jingchen to return.

"Have you resolved the issues at the farm?" Du Xiuyun felt very sorry for her daughter-in-law.

"It's resolved," Su Jiaojiao replied while washing her hands. "We discovered it early and dealt with it early, so the loss wasn't significant."

"It's just too tiring." Du Xiuyun said, rolling her eyes at Fu Yifei and Fu Jingchen. "Even this little thing requires Jiaojiao to handle."

Fu Yifei rolled his eyes at Fu Jingchen: "That's right, you can go by yourself."

He's been getting yelled at all day.

They say he's useless, that he can't even solve this little problem.

It's the middle of the night, and they're making their precious wife suffer.

He couldn't argue with his wife, so he could only transfer the hurt to his son!

Fu Jingchen wanted to say that he didn't want his wife to suffer either.

But there was no spiritual spring water in his space.

The family was having dinner when there was a knock on the gate: "Commander Fu, Commander Fu, something terrible has happened!"