Before going to bed at night, Xia Ningxing knocked on the door and came to her parents' house, sat on the edge of the bed, and told them what she thought: "Dad, Mom, when we return to the capital tomorrow, we will secretly stock up on food, the more the better, and then when the famine really comes, we will donate it all in the name of the factory." ”

"Okay, Mom listens to Bao'er." Xia's mother has no opinion, and Xia Ningxing is what she says.

Moreover, she believes that her own Bao'er will never do anything wrong, and she must have her own purpose and plan for doing so.

As soon as Xia Jiehao heard this, he immediately understood what Xia Ningxing meant, and couldn't help but touch his head: "Bao'er is really too smart, if we do this, we can not only help the victims, but also improve our popularity, establish a brand image, and kill two birds with one stone." ”

"Yes." Xia Ningxing nodded.

In fact, Xia Ningxing and they don't know it yet, and the benefits are far more than that.

Xia Ningxing's family prepared a million catties of grain next, as well as cornmeal, sorghum, coarse grains, beans, etc., which are hundreds of thousands of catties, as well as some easy-to-preserve bread, canned food, instant noodles and other foods.

Pork, beef, chicken, and all kinds of vegetables and fruits are not easy to preserve, so they are frozen in rented cold storage.

These things must be prepared in advance, otherwise, when there is a famine, the price of these foods will be ten times more expensive than usual, and too many people will want to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune.

Xia Jiehao asked the garment factory to work overtime to order a batch of winter clothes, and then the clothes were marked with the logos of his own factory and Xia's mother's factory.

When these were done, it cost about five or six hundred thousand.

Although they also have their own purposes, the donation is also real, not pretentious, so the money is spent like water.

Soon it was mid-October.

At this time, the rice has bent over one after another, all of them are bulging, like a pregnant woman who is pregnant for ten months, and it will be harvested in a few days.

Yun sat on the ridge of his own rice field, stroked a handful of rice, and was overjoyed: "I'm going to get rich, I'm going to get rich, my family has five acres, and there are eight acres of land in Cheng's family, looking at the output, I have to sell two or three thousand this year!" ”

"That stupid old barbarian of the Cheng family, what else is there to say about famine, she is big! Take a child's random dreams seriously! It's just ridiculous and generous! ”

Not only was the Yun clan laughing, but some other villagers who knew about it were laughing one after another.

Although the Cheng family did not publicize this matter, it was spread by ten or hundred, and basically the whole village knew about it, but no one believed it, and they only laughed about it.

"Aunt Cheng, my family is about to have a bumper harvest, thank you for planting it for my family!" When the Yun family came back from the field, when he passed by the Lin family, he smiled and said to the Cheng family, who was sitting outside breaking soybeans.

"Oh, that's hello." Cheng Shi rolled her eyes, not salty or light, but out of the spirit of humanitarianism, she still said more: "I still plan to persuade you, if you collect it now, you can still earn some money, if you don't get a grain of rice in a few days, I'm afraid you won't get a grain of rice......"

Bao'er called her two days ago and said that in these days, locusts will come.

Yun was immersed in the joy of a bumper harvest and a fortune, and when he heard her say this, he was suddenly angry and pinched his waist: "I'm sorry, Cheng, I'm telling you, you cursed production like this, but in the past, you had to be pulled into the production team and criticized in public!" ”

"Yes, sister-in-law Cheng, let's put aside the red moon, just look at this day, the blue sky and white clouds, at first glance, it is a great harvest year with smooth wind and rain." The other villagers were also angry, surrounded them, and followed suit.

"How can you take a child's dream seriously, it's such nonsense!"