"I need love more than the little ones."
"Find a partner."
Ms. Tang Qingyun said sharply, "Find someone who loves you wholeheartedly."
Upon hearing this, Sang Ning promptly changed the subject and asked Qin Heng, "Isn't it about time we set off?"
"The second batch of cotton from the sandy land is almost ready to grow."
The growth rate of sand cotton is really fast. From sowing to germination to growing into a seedling ready for harvest, it takes a whole month.
The first batch of cotton from the sandy land has been harvested, with a staggering 20 million tons of colored cotton harvested.
The yield per mu reached more than 800 jin.
However, these are not the main points. The main point is that a number of lands were successfully improved during the cotton planting process.
It's extremely barren land, the kind of land where nothing you plant will die. If this were Sang Ning's original world, let alone growing crops, even planting trees would probably be rejected by the farmers.
Because it is so barren.
But for the humans of planet E72, this is something they can worship.
So what if it's barren? It's still land.
It's not a desert.
It is the first piece of land that mankind has owned over thousands of years.
This is something that will go down in history.
This also means that their plan to plant desert cotton and transform the desert into an oasis and arable land has been successful.
After the cotton harvest was completed, everyone looked at the thin layer of soil with great joy, even happier than during the New Year.
But this joy vanished when he saw the sand cotton piled up on the starship, filled with space teleportation devices and stored in the sand shelter.
If they don't find a way to sell this much cotton, it will become a burden on them.
In the past, when food and clothing were scarce, this cotton could have been used to weave cloth and make quilts and bedding to improve their living conditions and clothing.
But now they have temperature-controlled clothing, sandworms, and nutrient solutions.
Although there is still a shortage, it is not as severe as before.
Therefore, they couldn't possibly use up all that cotton for their own consumption.
Sang Ning felt that it was about time, and she needed to find a sales channel for the sand cotton.
Qin Heng had no objection; it didn't matter to him whether they set off a few days earlier or later.
"You can leave tomorrow if you want."
He then looked at Monet and the others, "What do you say?"
"We agreed to go together, but Old Yi and Elliott stayed behind to take care of the children."
"I'm fine."
Elliott, who was gnawing on a sandworm leg with his mouth full of oil, looked up and made his statement.
So everyone's attention turned to Emmanuel, who had just returned.
Emmanuel, who was being stared at, remained expressionless. "I'm going to teach the children. You go and play by yourselves."
"OK!"
So, over the next few hours, everyone ate and chatted, and also set a departure time.
At 5 p.m. the following afternoon, Sang Ning and his group set off on time with the sand cotton.
Also taken out were tens of thousands of woven items.
These were all made by Zhou Guodong and his team working overtime after the goods were delivered, so that Sang Ning could participate in the Star Expo.
All of them are innovative masterpieces, worthy of being collected as works of art.
The styles encompass several series, including exquisite, classic, elegant, rugged, simple, and intricate.
They come in different sizes, some big and some small.
You can use it simply as a small decoration, or as a container for holding things.
In short, Sang Ning was under immense pressure on this trip.
It was even more stressful than when she came out of the desolate planet to meet the governors. At least she knew that she had become a soul, not a body, and she had the confidence to be herself in front of the governors.
Instead of traveling with everyone's expectations, as is the case now.
The pressure is just too much.
As the starship took off, Sang Ning stood in front of the observation deck, looking down at the governors and their entourage who were watching them leave. She took a deep breath and murmured, "What if we can't sell them?"
"Don't worry, they'll definitely sell."
Fimmonloa hooked her arm around her neck and said confidently, "If we really can't sell them, we'll let Old Qin buy them; he has money."
"If he's unwilling, the few of us can join forces and take it."
Mu Tao said, "I thought you would say you would eat it."
Fimmonloa's lips twitched slightly. "Although I'm not short of money, and I'm considered a wealthy woman in some ways, to be honest, I really can't possibly consume more than 20 million tons of cotton all at once."
The most crucial point is that she has nowhere to consume all that cotton after eating it.
Unlike Qin Heng and his family, who have large and powerful families.
Two thousand tons is a piece of cake for them.
"Not necessarily."
Sang Ning had no intention of asking her friend for financial assistance. She told Louis, "I'll need your help to modify the machine. I'm planning to work with Nana to produce several different types of fabric before we reach our destination."
Monet nodded, "I'm bursting with inspiration, Louis, hurry up and get started. I've been exchanging ideas with Aunt Yu and the others a lot lately, and I've even learned a embroidery stitch."
Speaking of embroidery, Mo Nainai's eyes lit up, "The embroidery that Aunt Yu and the others collected is so beautiful!"
"They are all treasures of the Chinese nation, so it's normal for them to be beautiful."
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