Chapter 720 Young General vs. Rich Lady 23
Grandma Yuan cooked a table full of dishes, which were particularly sumptuous and Ji Yunhuan enjoyed the meal very much.
After dinner, it was already dark. Several trucks were parked in the melon field waiting to load watermelons, but this was just a cover-up. Ji Yunhuan took advantage of the night and carried the bronze mirror to the melon field.
The bronze mirror was very smart, and in an instant an acre of watermelons were teleported over.
After Ji Yunhuan finished delivering the message for one melon field, he continued driving forward. It took him two hours to finally finish delivering the message for the 100-acre melon field.
The trucks also left with the watermelons. Ji Yunhuan only asked the drivers to make one trip and told them that other trucks would carry the remaining watermelons.
After dealing with these trivial matters, Ji Yunhuan was very tired, and his head was buzzing. He just wanted to lie down and rest.
She originally wanted to spend the night in the car, but Grandma Yuan came over and took her home to rest.
Lying on the clean bedding that smelled of sunshine, Ji Yunhuan was tired after a long day, but he did not suffer from insomnia at all. He fell into a deep sleep as soon as he touched the pillow.
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Huo Xiao was holding a bronze mirror, followed by several trusted generals. They went through the secret passage of the general's mansion and went to the warehouse where military rations were stored.
The warehouse had been empty for several months, but now it was filled with lots of food neatly arranged, all of which were gifts from the gods.
Huo Xiaogang had just put down the bronze mirror when a large piece of green watermelon rolled out and covered the entire warehouse. Everyone was chased by the watermelons and there was almost no place to stand.
Zhao Hai was hit by a watermelon. With a bang, the watermelon split open, and the juice splashed everywhere. Zhao Hai couldn't wait to take a bite and exclaimed: "Sweet! It's really sweet! There are so many watermelons, all the soldiers can have a piece."
Huo Xiao drew out the sword he carried with him, and with a few swipes, everyone was given a large piece of watermelon. Although they had already had a full meal during the day, they were all hungry and thirsty after being busy until now, so they started to eat with relish.
The warehouse was already full, but the bronze mirror still showed no signs of stopping, so Huo Xiao carried the bronze mirror to the next warehouse.
It took a full hour for the bronze mirror to stop, and by then all the warehouses were full.
The gods also promised to send more food. For the first time, Huo Xiao experienced the trouble of having insufficient warehouses.
"Even when the imperial court distributed food to the Huo family army, it was always delayed. Every time it was not enough and could not fill the granary. Every time, my father had to find ways to raise food to maintain the survival of the Huo family army."
"Fruits are more difficult to grow than grains. Once they leave their original environment, the fruit will be completely different. Those who can grow fruit trees in Wangdu are all slaves of wealthy families. Ordinary people can't even get enough food, so how can they have the energy to grow fruit?"
"The gods sent tens of thousands of watermelons within an hour. Each one weighed seven or eight kilograms and was extremely large. It was truly a miracle!"
"Let the order go out early tomorrow morning. Every soldier will get a watermelon. Every civilian who joins the army will get a watermelon. When we distribute porridge tomorrow, we will also give a piece of watermelon to the civilians who receive the porridge, so that they can also feel the blessing of the gods."
"You have worked hard these days, so just get one more. You can take it now."
Zhao Hai grinned, "We live like gods here, with rice for every meal, meat every day, and watermelons this big. Even the emperor can't eat such sweet watermelons in the whole world, only our Pingyang City has them! Everyone can eat them!"
The next morning.
Ji Yunhuan ate the big meat buns steamed by Grandma Yuan, while Zhizhi sat obediently at the desk doing her homework. One leg of the desk was lowered and had a wooden board under it.
Ji Yunhuan flipped through Zhizhi's textbook and quietly put a stack of money in it.
She ate and took things with her and even stayed here for a night. Grandma Yuan refused to charge her, but she was really embarrassed.
After leaving Xiaohe Village, Ji Yunhuan drove alone, followed by a business car with four bodyguards inside. She felt that there would be no danger next, so she asked the bodyguards to go back first, and they would still receive their salaries and be on standby at all times.
In these three days, she has spent tens of millions, and until Pingyang City can become self-sufficient, she needs to continue to deliver food.
Rice, grain, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar cost nearly two million, various vegetables and meat cost more than three million, and various medical needlework equipment, Chinese and Western medicine cost more than two million. She would send them over when the goods were ready.
Transporting water is troublesome as it requires the use of a bronze mirror, but she has to carry the bronze mirror with her to transport things at any time. The watermelons can be preserved for a long time and can quench thirst. Instead of letting the middlemen make a profit from the price difference, she might as well buy them directly from the watermelon farmers. She does not have any shipping costs, the farmers make money, and she also saves money.
One hundred acres of watermelon can produce about 600,000 to 700,000 kilograms, and more than one million yuan was spent.
Although she owns 35% of Kangyue Group, several small companies, and many properties and luxury cars, she does not have much liquid funds.
The company's dividends had not yet come out, and she could not embezzle public funds, so she had to find another way.
Ji Yunhuan drove to the antique street.
The things here are real and fake. It is rumored that some people became rich overnight, while others lost everything. There are touts on both sides of the street, and they always talk about antiques that are thousands of years old. However, most of them are fake.
Ji Yunhuan, carrying an inconspicuous backpack, turned into an antique shop called "Lou Shi".
An old man with round-rimmed glasses, gray hair, but vigorous spirit was drinking tea. When he saw Ji Yunhuan coming, he smiled and asked her to sit down.
"You used to be the most impatient to come to my place. Your mother and I could chat, but when you came, you couldn't sit still and would make a fuss about going back within half an hour."
"Today is unusual. You came to my house on your own initiative. You said you had something good to show me. Was it something your mother left behind?"
Ji Yunhuan got straight to the point and took out a jade lamp. "I do need help from Grandpa Yi. Please help me see how much this thing is worth, so that I won't be cheated."
Yi Wenju had seen many good things, and he picked up a jadeite cup and took a look at it. "It's in good condition. It's so new, it doesn't look like an antique."
"Xiao Huan'er, you didn't bring a new jade to tease me, did you?"
Ji Yunhuan was not sure whether these things could be considered antiques. If they were just ordinary jadeite, their value would be greatly reduced.
"My mother said it's a thousand-year-old antique. Please take a closer look."
Yi Wenju changed his glasses and carefully observed the patterns on the jade cup. "This kind of tiger pattern is not common. It seems to be a pattern used during the Six Kingdoms War. Generally, it is used by people who have made great contributions in the war."
"Even among those who study cultural relics, very few people know about this kind of pattern. If it is a modern imitation, it should not be able to imitate this kind of pattern."
Yi Wenju poured the tea into the jade cup. Under the interweaving of light and shadow, when viewed from a certain angle, a small seal-script character "Huo" slowly emerged from it.
Yi Wenju stood up in shock, extremely excited, "It really is an antique from the Six Kingdoms period! It was given to the Huo Family Army by the Emperor! If this is true, then... then the Huo Family Army really existed!"
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