Chapter 90 Food
The delivery driver called and was also in a hurry. He said that another batch of goods had to be delivered today. What kind of fresh produce was that batch of goods? The master urged Jun Qiulan to send someone to open the door quickly.
Jun Qiulan wanted to ask the driver to drop off other customers and come back, but the other party was not happy about it.
The other batch of goods only had two boxes. He used up his entire semi-trailer to carry Jun Qiulan's grain, and the two boxes of goods from another customer were placed in his cab.
Jun Qiulan was a little helpless. "Please wait a moment. I'll think of a solution."
The mobile phone commercial will be filmed soon, and there is no way he can leave.
If he says at this time that he has personal matters to attend to and needs to delay for a while, how will the brand view him then?
He also didn't expect that the delivery driver would arrive a day earlier than he expected.
He sighed and found Liu Yue: "Sister Yue, do me a favor."
"What's the matter? Lanlan, just tell me." Liu Yue was full of energy.
She really felt that Jun Qiulan didn't seem to need an assistant. Every time she followed him out, she was like a little follower and didn't do much. At most, she helped keep his mobile phone and personal belongings, or helped buy milk tea or something. The rest of the time, she was free to move around.
And half a month in a month is free and easy.
She saw other artist assistants having to help their boss clean the room and even buy groceries and cook for their boss, but she didn't have to do anything.
After thinking about it, the most she could do was to help Lanlan edit the video and run a marketing account, which didn't take much time.
Now she finally has something to do, she is so happy.
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing. "The Taoist temple bought some grains for pig feed earlier, and they need to ship them to my warehouse. You can go open the door for me and watch them unload the goods. I'll send you the address, or you can ask your father. They also sent the sweet potato seedlings there last time."
"Leave it to me." Liu Yue patted his chest and promised.
There is no other way now, he can only ask Liu Yue to help him make the trip. Fortunately, Liu Yue has always been trustworthy and reliable.
He gave the key to Liu Yue and said, "Be careful. Call me if anything happens."
"Okay, you shoot the commercial first."
Zhang Li was also nearby and heard it. "I'll be Xiao Yue's assistant for half a day. Remember to buy me a bottle of Coke."
Liu Yue laughed and left.
The commercial officially started shooting.
The little plot is also quite interesting.
Short plays are also very popular nowadays, and the short plots in advertisements probably follow the style of short plays.
The plot is about an ancient general played by Jun Qiulan who has urgent military information to convey and sends someone to rush eight hundred miles.
Then the young general told him that there was no need to rush for 800 miles, and then handed him a mobile phone. After showing and introducing the phone in all aspects, he told him how to use the phone to take pictures, take pictures of the enemy, etc., and transmit them directly to the main general, and finally they won a great victory.
I have to say, it's a bit nonsensical.
But it's quite interesting.
For Jun Qiulan, it was also a very novel experience.
Maybe it was because he had accepted a lot of special contracts recently, which sent some unstable signals to the outside world. A short drama company actually approached him, and they all wanted him to play the male lead.
He also looked into some of them and found them quite interesting. They were basically adapted from novels, with a fast pace and a short shooting period, and they also had a lot of traffic online.
There are also many actors who became famous by filming short dramas.
He had thought about giving it a try, but was sternly rejected by Liu Yue and Xu Su.
The reason is simple, short dramas belong to the sinking market.
Those short play actors are all trying their best to move from short plays to web series, and then to dramas or movies.
How could Jun Qiulan, who had already gotten the role of Yan Jing in the movie, still be able to downwardly integrate and shoot a short drama?
This is completely inconsistent with their future plans and positioning for Jun Qiulan, and even goes astray.
Jun Qiulan felt that their analysis made sense and he didn't have to try it. He also didn't expect that today's advertising shoot would give him the experience of shooting a short drama.
The overall shooting atmosphere was quite relaxed and pleasant.
"Okay, just take a few more promotional photos and it will be almost done." The person in charge of the mobile phone was also very satisfied with Jun Qiulan's condition and attitude.
He is an artist with whom we can collaborate for a long time.
For a high-quality mobile phone brand like theirs, having celebrities endorse it is just icing on the cake.
Jun Qiulan said with a smile: "I am sorry to bother you all today."
"It's not a big deal, we're all just cooperating."
Jun Qiulan nodded, "Then it's a pleasure to work with you."
He could see the appreciation and satisfaction in the eyes of the advertising director.
This is a good phenomenon.
The same was true for the previous head of the sports brand.
However, the situations of the two endorsements are different.
The previous sports brand is an old domestic brand, and the price is not high, with an average price of less than a few hundred yuan. Summer T-shirts can be bought for just a few dozen yuan after discounts, which is something that most people can afford.
In order to support him, fans just happened to be buying new clothes, so they bought a few pieces, which was not a big problem.
This phone is also a domestic brand, but it costs several thousand yuan, and he can't guarantee how the endorsement will go.
If the actual situation of the endorsement is not good, there will probably be no further cooperation.
Jun Qiulan was unsure.
We'll see what happens later.
"These phones are for your studio." The person in charge held out a large box. "It's also stated in the contract that from now on, when you use your phone in public or post on Weibo, you must use our brand, so please be more careful in the future."
Generally, no artist will deliberately violate the rules. They just give a few reminders according to the process to avoid negligence that may lead to a series of conflicts.
Jun Qiulan thanked him: "Thank you very much, we will remember it."
"Okay, go ahead and do what you need to do. We'll contact your studio for follow-up promotions."
"Thank you for your hard work."
Jun Qiulan and his team's filming was over, but Liu Yue's was not.
Jun Qiulan had told her before that a batch of food bought to feed pigs was being transported to the warehouse, and she had thought it might be a small van or a light truck.
When she arrived at the place, she only saw a huge semi-trailer.
It was filled with food.
Liu Yue was really a little numb.
She had made so many guesses before, and she could always find various reasons to convince herself and overturn her guesses. But how could she explain such a large cart of grain today? How could she convince herself?
A pig farm can't buy 300,000 kilograms of food to feed the pigs.
Why is pig so precious?
It would be so expensive to feed them all with food.
Moreover, how many pigs could be fed with 300,000 kilograms of grain? Does Fengcheng have such a large breeding base? The meat processing plant doesn't count.
She was referring to a private farm. There definitely wasn't one that large in Fengcheng. After all, sweet potatoes were a good food for pigs. Her family ran this business, but she had never heard her parents mention it.
If we buy it for the villagers, even if every household in the entire village uses grain to feed pigs, it will take until next year, right?
Furthermore, the villagers feed the pigs with rice bran, wheat bran and sweet potatoes, and then go to the wild to collect two baskets of pig grass. Are they all fed with grain?
It really doesn't conform to the actual situation of the villagers.
A quick calculation will tell you something is wrong. The villagers' feeding costs are obviously greater than the income.
Could it be that her guess was correct and Jun Qiulan really came from another world?
Is it the ancient times in their history? Or the ancient times in another dimension?
According to Jun Qiulan's personal temperament and her years of experience in reading novels, he must be a member of a noble family, right?
So complicated.
Liu Yue felt that he had a simple brain and could not think of such complicated problems. Now he felt his head was itchy and he felt like he was going to grow a brain.
So these grains were all taken back to ancient times?
Wasn't grain expensive in ancient times? It can't really be taken back to feed the pigs.
We had also planted sweet potatoes before, a famous anti-famine food. Could it be that there was a famine problem in the world where Jun Qiulan was?
Liu Yue fell into deep thought.
How were famines resolved in ancient times?
When times are good, we rely on the government to distribute disaster relief food; when times are bad, we have to exchange our children for food.
In fact, they also experienced famines in modern times. Decades ago, before that gentleman appeared, there were several famines in the country.
Although sweet potatoes, corn, and potatoes are all good grains with high yields, people cannot eat them for a long time.
Rice and wheat are still the staple foods on the table.
How to solve it?
While supervising the workers in transporting grain, Liu Yue was searching for information online.
After searching for a long time, she paused again. Even if she found the right information, how would she send it to Jun Qiulan?
Moreover, Jun Qiulan also has a mobile phone. If she hadn't spent too much time in contact with Jun Qiulan, she wouldn't have noticed any clues at all. Jun Qiulan could have looked up the information on his own.
It is said that there are 300,000 jin of grain, and each bag is 100 jin, which means there are only 3,000 bags.
With the cooperation of several workers, all the goods were unloaded in a short time.
Jun Qiulan had just finished filming and quickly took a taxi over.
Before getting off the bus, I saw Liu Yue sitting on a small bench, holding a mobile phone, with a frown on his face for a moment, and then a look of realization on his face.
"Have you encountered any difficulties?" He walked over and asked, and when he inadvertently lowered his head, he saw the content on Liu Yue's mobile phone.
He paused, then his eyes returned to normal.
The moment Liu Yue raised her eyes, she noticed it, and she paused for a moment, then seemed to be hesitant to speak.
After thinking about it, I didn’t ask or say anything.
She smiled and said, "Seeing these grains reminded me of the famine that occurred in our country decades ago, so I went to look up how it was resolved back then."
Jun Qiulan smiled.
He had thought before that if he hired an assistant and had long-term contact with him, he would definitely find something wrong.
It took me a long time to think about it before I felt that Liu Yue was more suitable.
Even Zhang Li and Xu Su can't do it.
Liu Yue has a carefree personality, but is also very thoughtful.
Now it turns out that he made the right bet.
Liu Yue probably had some guesses, but he couldn't be sure. After all, he had never seen him travel through time with his own eyes, and the idea of time travel was indeed too mysterious.
Who could have imagined such a thing? Who could believe it without seeing it with their own eyes?
Not everyone has Master Qingheng's keen eyes.
So even if Liu Yue had some guesses now, he wouldn't say much.
That's good enough for now.
"Can you send it to me?" he asked.
Liu Yue immediately retweeted it and added a few more words, "Learn from history to understand the rise and fall of nations; learn from people to understand gains and losses."
He also made himself look like a cultured person.
Jun Qiulan couldn't help but laugh, "Thank you very much for your guidance, Miss Liu Yue."
He took a look at the content Liu Yue forwarded to him, which was basically some information he had found.
The fact that Liu Yue could consider so much and look up the information specifically with only a guess was enough to make Jun Qiulan grateful.
"Thank you, Sister Yue."
He added another sentence.
Liu Yue smiled, feeling a little complicated. She knew that this was a sign of Jun Qiulan's trust in her.
She sighed in her heart, what else could she do?
Please help him cover up more in the future.
If you really come from another world, it is not easy to struggle in a completely new world.
After the food was delivered, Jun Qiulan and Liu Yue counted the quantity together and signed only after confirming that there was no problem.
The payment for the goods has already been made by Sheng Hongyan, so today we only need to pay the porters.
"Then we'll leave first. Call us next time if there's work." The uncles all had strong physiques, and their muscles were much stronger than those trained in the gym.
Liu Yue looked at the warehouse, then at Jun Qiulan, "Lanlan, are you going back to the city? We can take a taxi together and save some money."
This is the suburbs, so it’s not easy to get a taxi. You can only take an online ride-hailing service.
Jun Qiulan hesitated for a moment and said, "I have other things to deliver later. You can go back first. I'll wait here."
Liu Yue was very generous and didn't ask at all, "Then I'll leave first."
Although she was very curious, she also understood that if her guess was true, the fewer people who knew about it, the better.
To hand oneself over to the country in order to gain benefits for oneself is a very big undertaking, and it is not something that ordinary people like them can understand.
The above environment is sometimes quite complicated.
Jun Qiulan added, "By the way, the brand gave us ten mobile phones today. I asked Zhang Li to take them back to the studio. You can each have one."
"Okay, thank you, boss."
After Liu Yue called a taxi and left, Jun Qiulan began to feel overwhelmed by the 300,000 kilograms of grain.
How can he transport so much food back by himself?
Even if he didn't carry the things in whole bags, he could still bring them over by grabbing the sacks, but he could only hold four corners at a time, two sacks in one hand.
In this way, he had to travel back and forth hundreds of times.
Even if you wait till dawn, you may not be able to bring everything back.
Jun Qiulan was overwhelmed.
He raised his eyes and looked at the sky.
This has become his habit. The mysterious power that gives him the ability to travel through time must be watching him from some corner of this world.
so……
He complained to the sky, "Can't you give me a little more authority? Can't you just let me bring all the food back in one go? The people suffering from the drought are still waiting for food to save their lives."
Well, actually it’s not life-saving yet.
Although you can't eat too many sweet potatoes, it shouldn't be a big problem if you can get through this year.
Just be prepared.
In addition to the food and salary for General Huo, he also had to pay a part of it.
He can't just rely on words when others are leading the army to rebel for him. He must take some practical actions to prove himself.
Well, actually, if we do the math, even if he gave half of it to Huo Yan, 150,000 jin of food would only be enough for the army to eat for one day.
After all, it's a thoughtful gesture.
He also needs to think about where to transport the grain.
Or is it the same forest as last time?
But this time, 300,000 kilograms of food is much more than the sweet potato vines before...
But there seems to be no better way.
Although there was no need to cover up carefully anymore, it was still impossible to disappear and reappear with food repeatedly in front of so many people.
It is enough for him to get food and gain everyone's respect and following.
He didn't want anyone to be afraid of him.
It should be a little vague so that they can guess and fantasize. As for how far they can guess and what they can fantasize about, that is their own business.
Jun Qiulan went back home first. There was no one at home. Everyone was busy and had not yet returned home from get off work.
He simply called his younger sister on the intercom.
In broad daylight, Jun Shuwan was still busy in her laboratory. She basically carried a walkie-talkie with her, in case she needed to deliver an urgent message. She would be startled if she suddenly heard her brother's voice.
The key is that Miao'er is also there.
Well, Miao'er eats and lives with her, and she had noticed something was wrong a long time ago.
She would say a few words to her parents every night, and it was impossible for Miao'er to be completely unaware of it. When the time came, Miao'er would even go to the toilet, as if she was deliberately leaving time for them to talk.
At this moment, the intercom rang again. Miao Er was stunned for a moment, then said, "I'm going to the toilet first."
Jun Shuwan waved her hand. "It's okay, Sister Miao'er, just help me watch at the door. Don't let anyone else know. We are like real sisters, so we don't care about these things."
Qian Miaoer was touched and said, "Okay, I'll help you guard the door."
Jun Shuwan let out a breath and pressed the button to connect the intercom.
"Brother, I'm here. What happened?"
Jun Qiulan: "It's nothing serious. I just want you to help pass on a message to General Huo, asking him to take people back to the forest tomorrow morning, and bring a few more people this time."
Jun Shuwan couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Brother, don't you think it's weird? We haven't met, and no one has sent us a letter, but I can help you convey the message. General Huo and Madam Huo are both smart people."
But my brother has now taken out the solar panels and electric fans, so he shouldn't have too many concerns.
Jun Qiulan also smiled: "It just so happens that the General's Mansion now has solar panels, which can be charged. I also prepared a few walkie-talkies for him."
The use of walkie-talkies on the battlefield was a dimensionality reduction attack for their era.
When military information is urgent, there may be changes every once in a while, and scouts cannot pass on information in time, which can easily delay military information.
Walkie-talkies are so convenient, they can transmit messages almost in real time.
And for the sake of safety and concealment, you can also wear headphones so that only you can hear the voice in the walkie-talkie.
Since her brother said so, Jun Shuwan certainly had no objection. General Huo had helped them a lot from the very beginning, and now they were on the same boat, so there was naturally no need for them to hide too much.
"I'll convey that to General Huo."
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "Remember to ask him to bring more people and cars."
"Is it to transport food?" Jun Shuwan also had a guess.
No matter what happens or changes at home, Jun Shuwan will not be hidden from her, and she will be involved in the discussion.
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "I got 300,000 kilograms of food, which is equivalent to storing food for emergencies. Brother Duan and General Huo will each get half."
With an army of over one hundred thousand and so many civilians in the border town, these 300,000 kilograms of grain thrown in would not actually make much of a difference.
It's always a way out.
Jun Shuwan understood, thinking about the increasingly hot weather recently.
She loves cleanliness just like her mother. Apart from the journey of exile, there is really no other way, and it is even necessary to make herself dirtier and smellier to ensure her own safety.
After settling down, she and her mother both liked to keep themselves clean.
Even if you can't bathe every day, you still have to scrub yourself.
When she moved to this small courtyard, because she had to do experiments and had no one to serve her, Mrs. Huo specially dug a well for her.
Nowadays, the overall environment is short of water, so she and Miao'er dare not waste water resources.
She sighed, "If only there were no drought, if only God would send more rain."
Jun Qiulan was silent for a moment. "It will get better soon. Wan'er, don't worry about it. If you run out of water or if life gets tough, just bring Miss Miao'er back. I can't wait for you to have enough water."
It’s the same at home now.
In order to save more water for other people, the family never used the well at home to draw water again.
Every day he fetches water from there and fills it into the water tank. It is completely sufficient for the family's daily use, and there is no need to worry about the water plant over there discovering any problems.
In the summer, he lives in a residential building in a community. As a family, it is normal for him to use more water in a month. The relevant departments will not come to investigate because he lives alone at home.
But this was all he could do. He couldn't transport water in large quantities from another world.
Not to mention whether that mysterious power would allow him to do so, it is impossible for him to do so himself.
With an army of over one hundred thousand and so many civilians, how much water would he need to transport to fill the holes?
It was just a coincidence last time when he went to participate in disaster relief and it rained here.
But he knew that this could only be accidental, not inevitable.
"I'm fine here. If you have time, please help me download some learning videos and surgical books."
"Okay." Jun Qiulan said, "No matter how busy you are, you have to take care of yourself first. My mother runs a girls' school factory in the city. Wan'er can go and take a look when she has time."
"I know. After the results of the experiment come out in a few days, I will also plan to take a few days off."
The brother and sister chatted for a while until Miao'er said that the person who delivered food from the front yard had arrived, and then they ended the call.
After the call ended, Jun Qiulan quickly set off for the forest.
We have to hurry up and transport the food here. We can't wait until General Huo and his men arrive before he finishes transporting all the food.
Will I really have to show my supernatural powers then?
Jun Qiulan refused.
Due to the drought and scorching sun over the past few days, the mountains and forests are no longer cool and shady, and many trees are suffering from water shortages or even drying up.
A lot of the land on the ground was also taken away by the villagers.
To be precise, those plants that can be eaten as wild vegetables were dug up by everyone, and then they found ways to preserve them, in order to store more food for the family and provide more ways to survive.
Jun Qiulan's mood was actually not very good.
He thought of his own family.
If he hadn't gotten this opportunity, his family's life would probably have been even more difficult.
There are wild beasts in the deep forest, and ordinary farmers dare not come in at will.
Jun Qiulan found the place where he was last time, looked around again, and made sure that there was no one there before he started to move the food.
Quickly return to the warehouse.
Seeing the mountains of food, he felt so overwhelmed.
He thought that the food was not enough for disaster relief, but he felt that it was too much for him to travel back and forth alone.
Jun Qiulan wondered if he could try another method.
Bringing four packs at a time is still too little.
There is still some leftover hemp rope in the warehouse.
He found a few and loosely trapped more than a dozen bags of food at once, then grabbed the hemp rope and started to cross.
In the blink of an eye, hey, he really brought it back.
You can bring back more than just pulling the sack with your hands.
But if you think about it carefully, it is not advisable.
Every time he traveled back, he had to tie the hemp rope again, and after bringing it back, he had to untie the hemp rope.
The time wasted was even less than his previous method.
So he decided to try another approach.
In the warehouse, he threw himself on the food and started traveling through time.
Oh, he succeeded again, but it was limited to the food that his limbs and chest could touch, which was about seven or eight bags in total.
Or is he just too thin?
Jun Qiulan smiled and shook his head. There was no better way now. This method was the most efficient.
The posture is not very decent.
But it doesn't matter, no one can see him here anyway.
He couldn't think of any better way.
Even though he found a convenient way to transport three thousand sacks of food, it still took him until late at night to do so by himself.
After his father saw the note he left, he took advantage of the quiet of the night to bring him a meal.
Jun Yu felt distressed when he saw his son covered in dust.
But he couldn't stop his son.
This is food that can save lives.
Jun Yu sighed, "Eat slowly."
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "It's okay. The food has been moved and we are just waiting for General Huo to take it away."
I'd like to trouble General Huo to deliver it to Senior Brother Duan.
We should divide the group into two groups to pull them over. There are too many people and they are too diverse, which is not suitable.
He no longer had to hide it so strictly in front of them, but it was still not suitable for ordinary people to know.
It will scare people.
Jun Yu also sat down next to his son and said, "After Daddy is about to hand over the position of village teacher, he will help you with the overall planning."
The word "coordination" was a word he learned from a book in another world.
Today, they are still considered a ragtag group of soldiers.
Although several groups have decided to follow them, they are still acting independently.
Duan Wen obeyed Su Changxun's orders, including the people Su Changxun brought with him.
They are willing to follow and believe in Jun Qiulan, but Su Changxun is their backbone.
This phenomenon is not appropriate in the long run.
It’s not that they are afraid of Su Changxun. On the contrary, among these people, they trust Su Changxun more.
What they were worried about was that Jun Qiulan would not be able to walk in this world for a long time.
There must always be someone closest to Jun Qiulan who can convey messages for him, issue regulations, and guide and lead everyone.
As for General Huo, his military strength is the basis for the rebellion, and the soldiers also believe in General Huo.
However, swords and knives are merciless on the battlefield. If an accident happens one day, these soldiers will become headless flies.
It may sound a bit unlucky to say this, but they certainly hope that General Huo will be fine. After all, there are not many generals like General Huo who are so devoted to their soldiers and the people.
Even in the entire Great Sheng Dynasty, or in the history of ancient and modern times, he is a very rare general.
Just make preparations in many aspects to ensure that nothing goes wrong.
What they need to do now is to pass on their ideas and let the soldiers understand what the new world they want to create will look like.
Even if General Huo is gone one day, the soldiers will continue to follow him.
That's the reason.
Jun Yu analyzed it for his son.
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "Dad is right to do this. He is more thoughtful than me."
Jun Yu sighed, "This road will take a long time, so I have to be mentally prepared."
It is easy to overthrow the imperial power, but it is difficult to overthrow the aristocratic families.
There is a saying that goes, emperors come and go, but aristocratic families remain.
No matter who sits on the top, those aristocratic families control the resources. The new emperor needs to consolidate his position, so he has to use them even if he is reluctant.
This goes against their original intention.
Jun Qiulan pondered for a moment, "The reason why the aristocratic families have been able to prosper for so long is because they have so many resources and control them. As long as we can break their monopoly, the aristocratic families will no longer be a threat."
Even after these aristocratic families see the reality clearly, the smarter ones will take the initiative to surrender, hoping that after the success, their families will be spared and avoid being liquidated.
"That's not wrong." Jun Yu smiled, "After all, Dad will be your spokesperson from now on."
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "Dad, is there anything you want to do?"
Jun Yu pondered for a moment. "When I was little, my father, your grandfather, was just an idle member of the royal family. He lived on the money the royal family gave him every year and his own farms. He was rich, but not wealthy..."
When you walk out of the door, you will get some respect because of your status as a royal relative, but it is hard to say how much of this respect is real and how much is fake.
At that time, he thought that he should study hard and make a name for himself in the court with his own abilities. Royal family members like them have been moving faster than others since birth. There is no reason why others can do it but he can't.
At that time, all he was thinking about was supporting his family and the inheritance of their lineage.
Later, when his son was forcibly adopted, he had to put aside all his worries.
Until now, he has actually been confused.
Is he really only able to teach his children that human nature is good? Perhaps a simple life, with a family that has enough food and clothing, is also good.
The situation suddenly changed this year, forcing their family to take another path.
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