Farming in the Apocalypse

Returning ten years ago, with only two months left until the giant storm, Jing Shu began building her fortress, raising some endangered chickens, ducks, and fish, planting some vegetables that woul...

Chapter 631 It’s no use begging my boss

Chapter 631 It’s no use begging my boss

What...what's going on? Could this staff member's expression change? He was so serious one moment, and then suddenly it was completely unexpected!

Xiao Liu coughed reservedly, then stepped forward like a bodyguard and said, "The red nematode cakes, worth 3.6 million virtual coins, are in the parking lot outside. Our people are already waiting to meet them. Please hurry up, as this is a big project."

Worm cakes are cheap, so there are a lot of them.

"Okay, okay, I'll call someone to connect you guys right away. You guys take a break here first. Wang Hong, tell them not to be so strict and just count them. We're still in a hurry. And this large amount of insect cakes is exactly what we need right now. Miss Jing, you're so kind. You just solved our urgent need. If you still have a lot of insect cakes, can you sell us some more?"

The staff were not only enthusiastic, but also over the top, and even had a hint of fawning in them, which simply stunned Jingshu's college classmates behind her.

Jingshu was surprised at this moment. She would pay back the money to the town government every month, which was offset by the insect cakes. She asked, "I remember there was a cooperation with the town government."

The staff member smiled awkwardly and said, "We are in charge of administration and law enforcement logistics. Your cooperation should be directly with the higher-ups. We belong to different departments. Although they will allocate some funds, it is difficult to distribute food to employees now."

"So is this transaction your profit?" Jingshu asked again.

The staff member answered honestly, "As long as the original bankruptcy and closure debts are paid off, the remaining profits will belong to our department. As long as the previous debts are paid off, no matter how much is left, it will be ours."

Jingshu nodded in understanding: "Xiao Liu, can you see how many red nematodes are left?"

After a quick chatter, Xiao Liu said, "Boss, we still have over 2 million virtual coins worth of goods left, which is equivalent to over 200 tons of red nematode cakes."

How many tons? In the apocalypse, food is sold by the ton...

The people behind him seemed dumbfounded. Although they didn't usually eat this kind of low-end food, they knew that one insect cake cost 1.5 virtual coins and was considered a very cheap food. But hundreds of tons...is this scary number true?

At this time, when everyone looked at Jingshu again, their eyes were a little different. Lan Shao's body seemed to stiffen for a moment. He lowered his head with a gloomy face and no one knew what he was thinking.

“How many hundreds of tons of red nematode cakes are there?”

"Isn't Jingshu from the Pharmaceutical Association? Why is she starting a bug cake business?"

"Yeah, isn't it possible that she has monopolized the insect cakes in Wucheng?"

Just as these students were stunned, the staff on the other side blinked and looked at Jingshu with stars in their eyes. He was indeed worthy of being a big shot. If it was rice, he would still be sad because he couldn't afford it, but this kind of cheap and filling food was really rare and was what he needed most now.

Jing Shu nodded: "If I can consume it all, you can consider it as profit. If I can't consume it all today, I will sell it to you at the price of virtual currency."

In short, I don’t plan to take the insect cakes I brought today back.

"Really? That's great! Thank you so much, thank you so much. Wang Hong, quickly get those bastards ready to unload the goods. Have they finished counting? Okay, I got it, Miss Jing, your deal is complete. We'll report it right away... By the way, my name is Wang Miao. If Miss Jing needs any help with administration or logistics in the future, please feel free to call me... You bastards are so tactless, go light a stove for Miss Jing!"

In the blink of an eye, a few more people came in, carrying a small stove and placing it at Jingshu's feet, adding coal.

"Miss Jing, please take a rest first. The inventory has been completed over there.

The man left, leaving behind a man who was dedicated to serving Jingshu. Everyone was stunned. How could they play like this? This is too weird.

Now, right?

Now Jingshu is more fully equipped with a barbecue, snacks for tea breaks, and armchairs. The only thing missing is someone to provide massage services.

"Boss, boss, you've been hiding your talents. I didn't expect that the economical and affordable red nematode cakes that I eat every day are your industry. Boss, for the sake of being classmates, can you give us a discount? Food is tight at home recently, and I want to wholesale some worm cakes." Jiang Changke jumped out excitedly and shouted.

"Bah, Jiang Changke, you've done everything these past few years, and you're still eating worm cakes? I think you want to resell them, right? You're shameless, you lick everyone you see, you're crazy about money."

"That's right, Jiang Changke, pay me back."

Jiang Changke waved his hand dismissively: "Get lost, I'm talking to the boss, it's none of your business. If you don't recognize the situation sooner, it's too late to lick it now."

At this time, Lan Shao stood up and coughed lightly:

"Jingshu, so you are the one who made the red nematode cakes. You are so amazing! It seems that we have wronged you before. I want to solemnly apologize to you. You have been treated unfairly due to my negligence these days. I am very sorry for this. I really hope you can forgive me. I will also explain this matter in the group.

In addition, to compensate you, I would like to send you 500 kWh of electricity for your home use. In the future, as long as you need it, I will help you get it."

"Wow, Master Lan is so generous."

"Electricity is so expensive now. Even half an hour a day isn't enough to charge."

Jingshu closed her eyes, feeling somewhat surprised. These people were much softer than she'd thought. But it was understandable. If she wasn't making worm cakes, but something else, Master Lan probably wouldn't have lowered his stance like this. It was precisely because she had a large amount of this cheap food that he was probably trying to find a bargain with her. After all, the town government couldn't even afford to support its people, let alone its power grid.

Xiao Liu stepped forward, blocking Lan Shao's sight, and said firmly:

"Your apology is too late. It would have been nice if you had apologized when we just encountered injustice today. Our boss does not accept your apology. Please return to your seat and do not disturb our boss's nap.

Of course, please don't try to take advantage of us. The red nematode cake business is fixed with the town government and is not open to the public right now, so even if you beg my boss, it will be useless."

A few words blocked all the roads, shattering Lan Shao's original plan to apologize, send some gifts, and bring back some food. How cheap is buying worm cakes? Buying rice is too expensive and not suitable for paying wages.

Young Master Lan has never been humiliated like this in all these years, let alone by a follower of his college classmate?

For a moment, Lan Shao's face turned pale and veins popped out: "You...you are not Jingshu, when will it be your turn to speak?"