In the Year of Famine, I Sustain Millions of Ancient People with a Single Bowl

[Exiled Prince vs. Radiant Fake Noble Daughter] [Connecting Ancient and Modern Times + Stockpiling During Famine + Infrastructure and Farming + Family Drama]

After being kicked out by her ado...

Chapter 57: I'll be able to deliver the goods to you soon, wait for me!

21st century.

Early in the morning, Jiang Zhenyu's right eyelid began to twitch.

She probably had been too busy in recent days and hadn't had enough rest.

After she finishes this busy work, she must sleep for a day and a night to catch up on her sleep.

The phone on the bedside table rang and she reached out to pick it up.

Boss Zhao?

The rice was delivered so early?

She cleared her throat and answered the phone.

Boss Zhao's anxious voice was immediately heard from the other end of the phone.

"Boss Jiang! Something bad has happened!"

...

...

"Hurry up and open your phone!"

"The highway viaduct has overturned!"

Hearing this, the little sleepiness that Jiang Zhenyu had left immediately disappeared and he woke up instantly.

She searched on her phone and a window popped up soon.

[The viaduct of the expressway in Lingyun City overturned]

[The viaduct overturned and the road section was blocked.] 】

[A large truck was carrying a heavy load and overturned, causing two private cars to fall off, resulting in three deaths and four injuries. 】

This highway is the only way from the rice mill to her home.

It is also the fastest route.

If this road is closed, you can only take a section of the national highway and then find another way.

She called Boss Zhao back and told him about the detour plan.

Boss Zhao said anxiously: "Boss Jiang, this won't work!"

"The viaduct has overturned, and the situation has not been fully investigated yet. Large trucks cannot get on the expressway at all and can only take the national highway."

Jiang Zhenyu was so anxious that he forgot this!

She didn't have any good solution at the moment.

She said: "Boss Zhao, I need this batch of goods urgently.

Please help find a way to get the driver to take the national highway and take the shortcut as much as possible without violating traffic regulations. ”

Boss Zhao originally promised to deliver it in the morning, but he didn't expect this kind of change to happen.

He also felt guilty: "Okay. I'll arrange it now."

As soon as she hung up the phone, she received another call from the owner of the logistics warehouse.

It's also about the highway.

With Boss Zhao's vaccination, she was mentally prepared.

Also let logistics drivers take the national highway.

Jiang Zhenyu hung up the phone and looked at the search message again.

She didn't expect the rainstorm to cause a chain reaction, causing a section of the highway bridge to collapse.

For this reason, there were fewer pedestrians during the rainstorm and no larger-scale accidents occurred.

When closing the message, Jiang Zhenyu was still sighing. She found the donation window and donated a little money to show her gratitude.

The food could not arrive in time, and Xiao Jingzhou was still waiting for the rice to be cooked.

While there was still time, she called Uncle Zhang and asked him to arrange for the delivery of the big pots and fertilizer barrels.

She simply washed up and went out, driving her Wuling car to the three nearest large supermarkets.

Supermarkets do not stock a large amount of rice, with each store only stocking five tons of rice, which adds up to 15 tons (30,000 kilograms of rice).

Lingyun City is in the south, and the flour inventory is even smaller. The three supermarkets combined only have one ton of flour.

She needed this batch of food urgently, so she didn't negotiate the price and asked the supermarket to pay the bill directly.

After Jiang Zhenyu paid the money, he immediately asked the person in charge to load the goods and deliver them.

She wanted to deliver the supplies to Xiao Jingzhou before the agreed time.

After Xiao Jingzhou sent the letter, he waited for a long time but received no reply.

In two hours, the sun will set.

He also became a little worried.

Lu Chen came in from outside: "Young Master, General Yang sent someone to ask when we can transport grain into the city?

The soldiers in the army are still waiting for the rice to be cooked. ”

Gu Zhenbei said unhappily, "You have to pick a day to eat for free?"

"Let them wait first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he sighed again: "I'll go and deal with them for a while and get rid of them first."

Who made them make such a boast yesterday? If they fail to keep their promise today, they will lose their prestige in Zhiyi City in the future.

This is not the result they wanted!

Not long after Gu Zhenbei walked out of the granary, a golden light flashed in the wooden bowl.

A look of joy appeared on Lu Chen's face.

"Young Master, there's a letter from the gods!"

【I'm sorry for not seeing your letter in time.

Some unexpected situation happened here and the nearest route is not feasible, so I can only take a longer route to deliver the goods to your door.

This resulted in the inability to deliver food in time.

One hundred thousand kilograms of grain cannot be delivered for the time being, so I have broken my promise.

But don't worry, I bought another 30,000 kilograms of rice and 1,000 kilograms of flour.

I'll be able to deliver the goods to you soon, wait for me! 】

Lu Chen was curious: "Young Master, what did the gods say?"

When he looked at Xiao Jingzhou's expression, it didn't look like he had received good news, nor did it look like he had received bad news, which really puzzled him.

Xiao Jingzhou said: "The gods have encountered some troubles, and the food will continue to be delivered.

It's just a temporary reduction from 100,000 jin to 30,000 jin. ”

Lu Chen was surprised and asked, "Can gods also encounter troubles?"

This news was beyond his comprehension.

Xiao Jingzhou put away the letter and glanced at him: "Why not?

Whether it is God or man, there will be troubles.

What matters is how you get through the trouble! ”

When Lu Chen heard this, he nodded repeatedly, thinking it made a lot of sense.

After all, Pangu created the world, and Nuwa had to repair the sky.

The gods are also very busy!

After Gu Zhenbei sent his men away and returned to the granary, he saw Lu Chen pecking at rice and nodding like a chicken.

After reading Jiang Zhenyu's letter, he showed joy:

"Great! Thirty thousand kilograms of grain can be used to cook porridge, which is enough for the people in the city to have a full meal."

While he was happy, Gu Zhenbei did not forget the important matter: "Young Master, Yang Jin has sent people to urge us twice. If there is no food, I am afraid he will become suspicious."

Xiao Jingzhou also took this into consideration.

He said: "Let Zhou Wu take the officials and move around the south gate of Zhiyi City.

Confusing Yang Jin's vision.

Make him mistakenly believe that Zhou Wu was going to escort grain into the city. ”

After Gu Zhenbei left, Xiao Jingzhou picked up his pen and wrote a letter to Jiang Zhenyu.

[Fortunately, Miss Jiang is safe and sound. Thank you for your concern for the food.

I hope the girl won’t be too anxious and hurt herself.

Everything is fine here in Jingzhou, waiting for the girl to send food. 】

Xiao Jingzhou did not tell Jiang Zhenyu about Yang Jin's urging.

He was worried that Jiang Zhenyu would get anxious and cause trouble. If he hurt Jiang Zhenyu, he would be guilty.

On the other side, as soon as Zhou Wu and the officials walked out of the south gate, Chen Gan returned to the military camp to report to Yang Jin.

Hearing this, Yang Jin sat upright in the armchair.

He looked at the dazzling sunlight outside the tent and said, "Mr. Gu sent people to escort the grain into the city. Send someone to the South Gate to help."

After Chen Gan took the order and left, Qi Hou said, "Finally, there is some news. Then those soldiers we selected..."

Yang Jin said: "Keep your troops still for now and give them some time."

21st century.

After reading the letter, Jiang Zhenyu rushed to the air-raid shelter without stopping.

Driving not far from the air-raid shelter, she saw a crane passing by.

Sure enough, when she drove to the air-raid shelter, she saw pots and stoves piled on one side, almost at the door of the cold storage.

Zhang Bo was almost fifty years old, but he ran to Jiang Zhenyu as fast as if his feet were greased.

He stopped, put his hands on his waist and panted, "Boss Jiang, you're back."

"With all these big pots and stoves, are you going to the moon to cook for the Martians?"