"Wife, come on, take me to see it first, then you can come back and catch up on some sleep, okay?"
Perhaps knowing Su Qing's character, Cheng Fangyi shouted once and then stopped.
He buried his head in Su Qing's neck and started biting it.
Soon Su Qing was disturbed and couldn't sleep anymore.
While washing up, she glared at the successful man, and the result was that she received countless kisses.
"Cheng Fangyi, if you kiss me again, I won't go."
Seeing that Su Qing was about to lose his temper, Cheng Fangyi decided to stop while he was ahead.
"No more kissing, let's go, I brought breakfast, we can eat on the way."
Because he remembered the route, Su Qing walked much faster today.
But when he saw the wild boars lying on the ground, Su Qing frowned.
Could it be swine fever? Why do these wild boars look half dead?
The wild boar thought: Are you polite? I was enslaved by a chicken all night last night, and before I could even close my eyes, a little girl called me swine fever. If my fangs weren't aching, I'd really want to punch her in the face.
Youqian was about to report the news to the Su family when he saw Su Qing and Cheng Fangyi outside the valley.
I saw it kicking the wild boar blocking the entrance with its skinny chicken claws.
The wild boar stood up quickly, and after making sure that it was not blocking the way, it fell straight down again.
This is killing me! I've been a pig for so long, but this is my first time doing farm work. I'm exhausted! I'm dying!
When Su Qing entered the valley and saw the mountains of sweet potatoes, he couldn't stop being happy.
The boss is still the boss, and he is powerful when he takes action.
As for Cheng Fangyi, when he saw the sweet potatoes, he had already taken out bundles of sacks.
The whole process of packing the sweet potatoes into bags and putting them into the warehouse is done in one go.
"Cheng Fangyi, you should go back first. You still have to go to work soon. I'll take care of the rest."
Su Qing was sure that there were at least 40,000 kilograms here.
The two of them had just finished packing two piles of sweet potatoes, but there were still seven piles left...
"No, I'll ask for leave for me."
Cheng Fangyi was afraid that he would be late for work, so he left a note for Su Che. If Su Che saw that he didn't go to work, he would naturally go to the textile factory to tell him.
"You keep asking for leave. Doesn't anyone at the factory have any objections?"
"Don't be afraid, as long as my superiors have no objections."
Cheng Fangyi can help the leaders buy food, including fine grains, coarse grains, eggs, meat, oil, salt and vinegar.
Now it is the leader who is trying to curry favor with Cheng Fangyi, rather than Cheng Fangyi being afraid of the leader.
At noon, Su Qing felt that going back to eat would waste time, so he directly bought two self-heating hot pots and two omelet rices in Space Town.
Su Qing's heart was trembling as he spent thousands of gold coins at once.
But when he ate the hot pot he hadn't eaten for a long time, Su Qing felt that the money was well worth it.
It was already past two in the afternoon when we finished packing all the sweet potatoes into bags.
There were many fresh and tender leaves on the sweet potato vines. Su Qing was reluctant to leave, so he lowered his head and started picking them.
When the two returned home, the moon was already bright.
"Where have you two been? You haven't been around all day. I left some food in the pot for you. Remember to turn off the fire in the stove after you finish eating and wash the dishes."
After giving the instructions, Su's mother went back to the house.
The two of them sat in the kitchen and happily ate the food prepared by Su's mother.
"Cheng Fangyi, what should we do with these sweet potatoes?"
"What I'm thinking of is having the government decide on the purchase amount based on the number of people. Each person can buy up to five kilograms. Those who want to buy need to report to their village. The village chief will then compile a count and submit it to the town. When the items are weighed, the information must be verified first."
When Su Qing thought about the many villages in Yuanshan Town, he felt it was a bit unrealistic.
"What if someone reports something false?"
"No, they reported their population when they paid their grain tax. If they reported an over-reported number of people when they bought grain, it would mean they were deliberately evading payment, which is considered damaging collective property and a crime."
"Then why would the government be willing to do this?"
"You don't have to worry about that. Your husband will take care of it. Just wait for my good news at home."
It would have been impossible for Cheng Fangyi to reach the top position in the black market of Yuanshan Town without some connections and influence.
For him it was a small matter.
"But there are so many people in the village. 40,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes might not be enough."
"I know a few people in the port city. I've been in contact with them about grain. The deal was finalized a few days ago. We don't have to worry about the supply anymore."
Su Qing’s space town can certainly produce food.
But this time the disaster affected the entire country, so Cheng Fangyi wanted to seek help from his friends in Hong Kong.
The person who has the greatest influence on Cheng Fangyi's success in the workplace is Brother Hu.
Looking at the shriveled sweet potatoes and the corn with black spots in the warehouse, Brother Hu felt extremely bad.
No one knew where Cheng Fangyi got so much grain, and he sold it at such a low price, causing the grain in his hands to become increasingly scarce.
If he didn't transport the grain to other places to sell it, it would be a complete waste of money.
But how to transport it out and what to use to transport it out are all headaches.
Seeing that there was no low-priced food for sale on the black market for a while, the government started selling sweet potatoes for only 40 cents per pound.
The fruits are big, juicy, sweet, and fresh, so no one is interested in his goods.
"Have you found out? Where do the government's sweet potatoes come from?"
"I'm sorry, Brother Hu, I couldn't find out. Those sweet potatoes seemed to appear out of thin air, but... we found out that they were shipped out from the warehouse of that man named Cheng."
Brother Hu's face is almost dripping with ink.
"What about the soaps? Have you found out who made them?"
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