Datang: My bedroom is the same as Changle's boudoir

After riding all the way, the two finally arrived at the warehouse.

Seeing the sweat coming out of Mo Wuhen's forehead, Li Lizhi took out a tissue and raised her toes to wipe Mo Wuhen off.

"You lower your head, I can't reach it!"

"it is good!"

Mo Wuhen saw that Li Lizhi was still out of reach with tiptoes, so he also bent down and asked Li Lizhi to help him wipe the sweat off his forehead.

"Mr. Mo, you are finally here! Everything has been unloaded for you, the money..."

Zhang Xiang didn't know Mo Wuhen, but his voice was quite clear.

"How much, give me the card number, and I'll call you the money."

"Okay, okay, a total of 20, Mr. Mo, my card number is..."

"The money includes shipping, and..."

"Needless to say, I believe in you!"

Mo Wuhen waved his hand, the money was cheaper than he expected, it should be Zhang Xiang who wiped out some change.

Mo Wuhen listened to Zhang Xiang reading the card number while filling it out on the phone.

Not long after Zhang Xiang finished speaking, he also received a message on his mobile phone that 20 yuan had been credited.

Seeing that the money had arrived, everyone in Zhang Xiang knew that there was no need for them to stay here.

"Mr. Mo, we won't bother you anymore, we will keep in touch in the future."

Mo Wuhen nodded as a gesture of farewell and sent them away.

Seeing that everyone had left, Mo Wuhen parked the car and held Li Lizhi's hand.

"Come on, let's go in and see!"

"Ok!"

Under the leadership of Mo Wuhen, Li Lizhi walked into the warehouse.

"Wow!"

"It's spectacular! Are there so many? This should be enough for the victims to eat for a long time!"

The warehouse was full of rice, but Mo Wuhen did not agree with Li Lizhi's idea.

"Don't look at so many bags of grain here, but if 20 victims of the disaster are fed, even if it is cooked into porridge, the grain will be exhausted within two months."

"I thought I'd be able to eat it for over a year!"

"Thinking too much, the feeling is not equal to the actual situation."

Mo Wuhen had also calculated before that if he wanted to feed the victims, the food would have to be used up in a month, not to mention that Mo Wuhen didn't plan to use all the 50 tons of rice for disaster relief.

From Mo Wuhen's point of view, all the disaster relief is undoubtedly a waste of money, and Mo Wuhen set aside a part to fight a price war.

"I had a question yesterday, why this rice is a bit transparent, obviously the rice in Tang Dynasty is relatively white."

Although there is also rice in Datang, it is mainly distributed in the south, and most of the rice in the north is japonica (jing) rice.

Originally, Mo Wuhen planned to buy japonica rice, but who would have thought that because japonica rice is mostly produced in the three eastern provinces, it is ripe once a year, so it is more expensive and less productive than this southern indica rice.

"This is indica rice, not the japonica rice grown in Datang. Because it is grown in the south, it is grown two to three times a year. The output is relatively large, and the stock in the wholesale market is also relatively large."

It's not that Mo Wuhen is afraid of expensive, the main reason is that it will take longer to raise a large amount of round-grained rice.

"When we go back to Datang, we can bring some cultivated seeds. Whether it is indica rice or japonica rice, the yield will definitely be higher than that of Datang."

In special times, it’s good to have something to eat, and you don’t need to care about the tastes of people from the north and the south.

After the disaster has passed, consider buying medium-japonica rice in the north and medium-indica rice in the south.

However, Mo Wuhen suddenly remembered something and said to Li Lizhi.

"It seems that we still have to go there to buy something."

"what?"

"Something to deal with the locust plague!"

Li Lizhi was quite frightened when she heard the word locust plague. She grew up so big and experienced several locust plagues.

Especially when I accompanied her on a private visit with Aye, I saw the skinny people who were hungry on the road, and the shady fields.

It hurts her every time she thinks about it.

Mo Wuhen's words are not aimless, there are two reasons.

One is the experience that Huaxia has summed up over the years. After a severe drought, there must be a plague of locusts.

In addition, it is recorded in "Zhenguan Tongyao".

Emperor Taizong went into the garden to look at the grass. When he saw locusts, he picked up several locusts and cursed: "People depend on grain for their life, but if you eat it, it will harm the people. The people have made mistakes. If you give me one person, you have a spirit, but you should eat me." The heart is harmless to the common people." When he swallowed it, the left and right remonstrated: "I'm afraid you will become sick, don't do it." Taizong said: "I want to remove the disaster, how can I avoid it?" Then swallowed it
The translation is that Li Shimin said: "Little locust, how dare you eat my people's food, I swallowed you alive! If something comes to me, even if it eats my heart, don't hurt my people."

Fang and Du did not persuade after a little persuasion. They are also veteran actors and know how to cooperate to sing this big drama of loving the people like children.

But the emperor is forced to eat locusts, so think about how big the locust plague is this year.

"Don't worry, with me here, the locusts will definitely not be able to toss this year."

"After all, I heard that the protein of this thing is six times that of beef. It tastes like chicken and is crunchy!"

"Ok?"

"It's okay, I'll give you something delicious in the future!"

"not?!"

"Yes, that's right!"

"Impossible, I won't eat it even if I'm killed!"

Li Lizhi shook her head desperately, with panic in her eyes, letting her eat this food would simply kill her.

Mo Wuhen just smiled slightly, thinking that he didn't eat this kind of food at the beginning, but then he made a big meal.

Everyone is really sweet, and Mo Wuhen believes that Li Lizhi is no exception.

"So much, can you take it in?"

Li Lizhi didn't know how big Mo Wuhen's system space was, so he asked suspiciously.

Seeing that Li Lizhi didn't believe in his strength, Mo Wuhen deliberately teased her.

Frowning, pretending to be particularly distressed, said helplessly.

"It doesn't seem to work, I can install a small part, and there is still a cooling time, the rest of the amount is only the two of us to move."

"what?"

Li Lizhi was so dumbfounded, she looked at the bag of rice that was erected up to her waist.

After exhausting all the power of the wild, the rice still did not move.

"What to do, Wuhen, there are so many, how can we finish moving!"

"I can't even move it. Will you be super tired if you move so much!"

The more Li Lizhi talked, the more aggrieved she became, with tears in her eyes. She didn't know whether she felt sorry for Mo Wuhen who had to move so much, or felt that she was a little lacking, or both.

Seeing that Li Lizhi was about to cry, Mo Wuhen stopped teasing her.

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"receive!"

The entire 50 tons of rice were all put into the system space by Mo Wuhen.

Mo Wuhen felt that he still shouted, which was more imposing.

"Ok?"

Li Lizhi took a sharp sniff of snot, and the tears flowed from her eyes, but Mo Wuhen took them all in.

Li Lizhi felt that her heart was in vain.

"Rocket Headbutt!"

Li Lizhi bumped her head into Mo Wuhen's arms, still muttering.

"You villain, you know how to bully me every day!"

"Hey! Don't touch me with your snot!"

"Hmph, I'll do it!"