Old Zhou’s hint was very obvious.
Everyone understood; this year’s natural disaster might be related to the air, and all these things Jing Shu had been working on might coincidentally be a perfect solution.
For a mont, everyone was both envious and jealous.
How does Captain Jing Shu have such good luck?
The slightest moves she makes land her at the forefront.
Originally, no one cared if the air slled bad, or bothered with purification things. Yes, before Old Zhou said these words, no one cared, but after he spoke, everyone had to pay attention.
The upcoming disaster is related to air pollution, so how serious will it be? If it really is toxic, then could Captain Jing Shu’s vines save lives?
"Captain Jing Shu, it suddenly ca to that the purification items you gave before, my family loved them, and specifically asked to spend money to buy so from you."
"Yes, yes, my grandpa wants so too."
"My great-grandma also wants to buy so."
For a mont, everyone wanted to buy a batch of purifiers from Jing Shu before parting ways.
Jing Shu coughed, "The bracelets, necklaces, and trinkets I made are gone, but there are still so native vines—"
"We want them, we all do!"
"Ahem, Captain Jing Shu, our family has over three hundred people, can we buy a bit more?"
"Our village has over a thousand people, can we also buy more?"
"Old Wang, didn’t you say it was just you and your eighty-year-old mother at ho? Where did over three hundred people co from?"
For a mont, it was a chaotic ss.
Jing Shu smiled helplessly, "There are plenty of vines; however, these are Dark Creatures, containing Dark Energy, so they aren’t cheap, though the quantity is considerable. If you want, it’s 10 Contribution Values per ter."
"Give 100 ters!"
"I want 500 ters!"
"I want 800 ters!"
Jing Shu opened her mouth, thinking, ’Seriously, are these people throwing money away? A beer used to only be 2 Contribution Values, and they were so stingy. Clearly yesterday they didn’t care about purifiers.’
She recalled clearly how so had boasted, "I’m not a wimp; a little stench won’t kill , I won’t spend money on these purifying things. I’d rather spend it on more synthetic at."
Yet those who talked the most trash now spent the most Contribution Values today!
Alright then, Jing Shu wouldn’t hold back from making a nice profit in advance. After all, earning Contribution Values is genuinely difficult.
Although she made a lot this ti, once the tasks are over, inco stops. These little Black Eggs can fetch thousands in Contribution Values, which is pretty good.
Jing Shu sold vines to everyone, and also pulled over a hundred ters of Black Egg Vine for Old Zhou.
"Girl, this requires Contribution—"
"Hey, Old Zhou, this is honoring you as an elder. Who knows when we’ll et again after today? You have a large family, purify the air for your uncles and aunts."
Old Zhou smiled and shook his head; he would leave so for his family, but he also needed to take so to the lab, in case these vines prove useful in the upcoming disaster—
"Well then, we’re off, I suppose. Until we et again."
Old Zhou had a feeling he might et this interesting young girl again soon.
Actually, Old Zhou’s premonition was quite accurate. He didn’t know that after returning to the Capital, initially he gave the vines to people at the lab, saying, "This is a new dark plant species. Our people discovered it can purify air, so they brought it back. Check out the principle behind it."
The Capital is one of the hardest-hit cities and always had poor smog air quality. In recent months, the smog grew worse, not to ntion when the lights shine down.
Yet the lab tried thousands of thods, combining chemical and physical controls to improve the air, which had so effect.
Capital’s netizens claid that netizens from other cities with relatively better air quality, like Yangcheng and Xianyang, also voiced their opinions.
So when Old Zhou brought it back, the Capital paid it great attention.
Not to ntion the Black Egg shining its light.
Finally, Jing Shu had dealt with all these matters. Next, she’ll not only face the challenges of new disasters but also reunite with the big family of the Jing Family!
Days spent traveling are carefree and lead to hosickness.
Returning ho, although greeted by Grandma Jing and Mrs. Jing’s chatter, it’s the warmth of family that it brings.
When Jing Shu returned to her ship, Grandma Jing was rolling up sleeves to make chive boxes in the kitchen.
The sizzling sound and aroma reached Jing Shu’s nose; it was even more striking because the ship’s kitchen was Western-style, lacking an extractor hood. Smoke was everywhere, activating the alarm system.
As Jing Shu entered, she heard the alarm wailing in sync with the sound of the chive boxes, quite fitting.
Besides Grandma Jing being there, the entire Jing Family also showed up!
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