The matter was left unresolved in this muddled way, and Tang You let it go.
Hua Mi wandered around the B City supply depot alone.
After replenishing the supplies, she took out her phone, about to call the contractor.
[Start security scan.]
[Security and defense works completed]
[Defense Project: Establish the [Xiangcheng. Watchtower] teleportation point]
[Rating: Excellent Protective Engineering]
[We have 11 square meters of black soil. Please select a site for the black soil.]
[Win 1 free draw]
[8 draws remaining]
The teleportation point is repaired.
Hua Mi nodded in satisfaction, then turned and beckoned Tang You, giving him a [Xiangcheng. Watchtower] teleportation ticket X.
Tang You looked at the large stack of tickets in his hand, still not knowing what they were for.
He looked at Hua Mi with a questioning gaze.
"Sister Hua, this is..."
"These are for emergency use. You can distribute them, about 100 to each garrison. The instructions for use are on the back."
Hua Mi didn't explain much, and of course, Tang You, being the same as always, wouldn't pry.
Since Sister Hua said it was for emergency use, he distributed 100 sheets to each garrison.
There's not much to ask when stationed there; you just need to follow orders.
After giving Tang You the teleportation ticket for [Xiangcheng. Watchtower], Hua Mi stood at the entrance of the B City supply depot, looked around, took out a trash can from the level 17 warehouse, and placed it by the door.
What are trash cans for? Of course, they're for holding trash. What else are they for?
Hua Mi ignored the trash can, and instead took out her phone to call the contractor as planned.
“You don’t have anything to do today, so come to the B City supply depot. There are 2,000 laborers here. Have them set up tents for themselves so they have a place to stay.”
"Then you should plan it out properly and build a factory outside the B City supply depot. I plan to set up a weaving factory here."
She had so much rush in her level 17 warehouse that, over time, the harvest of this rush was on par with that of oranges, but the ripening time was shorter.
Orange trees that have lost their growth rate boost will only produce a large batch of oranges every 2-3 days.
However, a huge batch of rush grass will mature in 24 hours.
In comparison, within two days, Hua Mi's level 17 warehouse was completely filled with straw.
There are far more than oranges.
Hua Mi was ignorant before; she only learned about the great uses of rush grass from Ye Rong.
The industrial chain in the apocalypse is completely destroyed, and many modern goods can no longer be produced. This was the case in the previous life as well; the survivors did not create any production chain.
Those who survived, including the second generation of the wealthy, have been living off their past achievements.
In reality, this wouldn't last more than three generations; the survivors would then be starving and forced to be completely honest with each other.
So, looking at it this way, if Hua Mi sets up a factory and establishes an assembly line for straw sandals, straw hats, and straw clothing, who knows, it might make a lot of money in the future?
Of course, whether or not it will fetch a large sum of money is not our primary concern right now. What we need to focus on is how to settle these 2,000 survivors.
They wanted supplies, but Hua Mi didn't want to support them for nothing, so she wanted them to generate value for her.
It's that simple.
The contractor readily agreed, speaking to Huo Jing, who was supervising the migrant workers as they expanded the RV supermarket warehouse.
"Miss Hua has found us another job. This time, we're going to the B City supply depot to organize 2,000 people to build a factory."
"2000 people?"
Huo Jing turned around in surprise.
Has our infrastructure construction team expanded to this size?
Before the disaster struck, this relative of his was actually just leading a small construction team of two or three hundred people.
They used to be all smiles and bowing, taking on jobs everywhere, but the scale wasn't as big as it is now. Of course, in terms of converting materials into money, they didn't earn as much as they do now.
Now, with Miss Hua providing both money and supplies, the contractor and Huo Jing are making a fortune.
The contractor said smugly,
"That's why I told you to flatter Miss Hua more often and be sweet-talking. Was I right?"
"Working with Miss Hua is the best decision we've ever made."
Huo Jing nodded. How could he not know? Even if he didn't understand before, two or three months had passed now, how could he not know?
The world can never get any better.
The sky remained dark, and the rain began to pour down. The puddles on the ground froze, and judging by the temperature, a cold front was on its way.
We don't know what the situation will be like then.
I don't know how many people will die.
So, Huo Jing and the others are already very satisfied with having something to eat.
"Then go ahead, I'll keep an eye on the progress of the project in Xiangcheng."
Huo Jing reassured the contractor that, as Miss Hua had instructed, only three projects remained in Xiangcheng:
The expansion of the RV supermarket warehouse, the lighting of Xiangcheng roads, and the raising of the wall of Lianhua Shengxing Supermarket to 10 meters.
These three projects are being carried out simultaneously. Huo Jing only needs to keep an eye on them and ensure that every step of the infrastructure construction is solid.
The contractor quickly tidied himself up and went to the B City supply depot to embark on another peak in his career.
Huo Jing remained in Xiangcheng to continue their engineering project.
A short while later, Huo Jing received a call from the contractor.
"Wow, Jing'er, we've really latched onto a super powerful patron."
Over the phone, the contractor described to Huo Jing that they had actually been in Xiangcheng the whole time and hadn't been outside.
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