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Director Meng thought about it for a long time and felt that Chen Changan’s suggestion was quite reliable.

After all, you can't grow vegetables in winter because the temperature is too low. You can just cover it with some plastic film and light a stove inside. It's the same as what Chen Changan said about building a house on the land.

The most troublesome thing is the plastic film. However, the country still has oil fields in Yunmen, although the output is not much.

But from what Chen Changan said, this thing can still be obtained. I can file a report and try it out. If I succeed in getting it, it will also be a credit.

So he said to Chen Changan, "Oh, brother, you are really amazing. I thought Director Huang was joking and was testing you just now. I didn't expect that you taught me a lesson."

Chen Changan also found it funny. Greenhouses in later generations also had many difficulties in this era, especially plastic film was difficult to obtain.

Chen Changan could only say, "Actually, this isn't that difficult. The hardest part is that it's hard to get the film. I don't have any ideas. You can only rely on yourself, Director Meng."

Director Meng said, "It's okay. I'll take care of it. As long as our country has this thing, I can get it for him."

Looking at Director Meng's confident look, he must have someone behind him who dares to say such a thing.

After finishing discussing this matter, Chen Changan hesitated and considered whether or not to mention that there would be a drought in the next few years.

Director Meng looked at Chen Changan and said directly, "If you have any suggestions, please share them with me. Just treat it as a chat. You can give me your ideas, but I don't care whether you use them or not. You can deny them after leaving the office."

I just treat it as a chat between friends. Today, I hear it. Once I leave this door, these ideas will be my own. What do you think? "

After hearing what Director Meng said, Chen Changan was still hesitant. After all, this ability to predict the future might lead to something terrible. But thinking about the tragic things he had heard of in later generations, Chen Changan decided to tell it.

After all, if you don't say it, you won't get over the hurdle in your heart. But if you say it, nothing may happen. Maybe others will just treat it as a joke.

Chen Changan, who had made up his mind, said to Director Meng, "In fact, I can't be sure about this matter. Next year, there may be a severe drought in our country."

These words seemed to have drained all of Chen Changan's energy.

After hearing what Chen Changan said, Director Meng was stunned for a moment, then said, "Changan, how did you know this? You know, this matter can be big or small."

How could Chen Changan not know that this matter could be big or small? If it was small, people would think you were joking, but if it was big, it would be spreading rumors and disrupting the stability of the country.

But Chen Changan couldn't produce any evidence, and he couldn't just say that he had traveled through time, right? That would be stupid.

Helpless Chen Changan said directly, "Director Meng, you sold me grain and helped me a lot. I am grateful to you.

But if you ask me to produce evidence, I can only say that I can't do it. If you ask me to give a guarantee, I can't give it to you either.

If you believe it, then you can make preparations. If you don’t believe it, then there is nothing I can do.

I thought about this matter for a long time before deciding to speak out today.

I won't admit it outside the office. You know how much responsibility I have to bear for this matter.

I am a young man with a bright future. I can't ruin my future by making up something like this.

That's all for now. Thank you anyway. If the greenhouse is ready, Director Meng is welcome to come to our factory to purchase honeycomb coal."

After saying that, Chen Changan stood up and was about to extend his hand to shake hands with Director Meng.

Director Meng sat behind his desk, looking deeply at Chen Changan. After a long while, Director Meng stood up and shook hands with Chen Changan.

Then he said, "I understand. This matter ends with me. It's not a bad thing to make more preparations.

No matter what, I want to thank you for believing in me and telling me so much. At least your suggestion about the greenhouse is very good.

I hope you can give us more suggestions in the future. As for purchasing honeycomb coal and stoves, I will definitely come to you."

Chen Changan and Director Meng shook hands tightly.

On the way Chen Changan returned, there were several sacks tied with ropes on the back of the motorcycle. This was only half of it. It was really difficult to carry, and the road was not particularly good.

Chen Changan was afraid that he would fall down on the way and he might not be able to do it by himself.

I can only take it away in several batches, so that I can test the performance of the motorcycle more.

Chen Changan was also feeling lucky. His home was in the front yard. If he carried a sack of grain from the front yard, the middle yard and all the way to the back yard several times, people in the yard would probably know that he had bought a lot of grain.

Even if I didn't report it, they would still come to me to borrow food when they ran out of food in the following years.

The door god in the front yard had not returned from work yet, and the children were still in school. As for the third aunt, she should be in the middle yard, gossiping with the other aunts in the yard.

This gave Chen Changan the opportunity to secretly carry the food. Even if someone passed by and saw it, they would not care too much, after all, they would not stare at it, they would just see Chen Changan carrying a bag of food home.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Chen Changan rode his bike quickly to the Nanjiao Farm. Cycling is really comfortable in this era. The roads in the city are wide and there are few cars. No one cares if you go faster.

At least no one cared about Chen Changan during the few times he ran around. He just drove around with his motorcycle certificate, without a helmet or a driver's license.

If this happened in the future, he would definitely be caught as soon as he set out on his journey. The Sky Eye is no joke.

Chen Changan felt that if he rode the bike by himself, the quality was not guaranteed, so he still had to wear a helmet. But he could forget about the helmet, so he could only find someone to make a rattan one.

After Chen Changan finished collecting the grain, he looked at the large vats filled with grain in his cellar and felt very satisfied. At least he and his sisters would not go hungry in the next few years.

Seeing that it was almost time to get off work, Chen Changan was too lazy to go back to the factory. After all, he had explained everything he needed to. Chen Changan pushed the motorcycle into the yard, put it in the front yard, in front of his door, and went into the house to cook.

The children came back from school first. Xiuying saw a motorcycle at her door and looked confused.

Whose motorcycle is parked at the door of his house? Then he saw Chen Changan cooking in the kitchen. Then he asked, "Brother, whose motorcycle is it? Why is it parked at our door?"

Chen Changan smiled and said, "Whose could it be? Of course it was your brother who rode it back."

Xiuying was surprised when she heard this, "Brother, have you made the motorcycle you designed?"

Recently, Chen Changan has been drawing blueprints for a while every night before going to bed. Xiuying prepares footbath water for Chen Changan every day, and naturally asks him what he is drawing.

Today, Xiuying saw a motorcycle she had never seen before. She had some guesses in her mind, but without confirmation from Chen Changan, she still couldn't believe it.

That's a motorcycle. Then he ran to the side of the motorcycle and looked at it curiously.