I Will Plant a Field in the Last Days

Chapter 1040 Although I Can’t Draw a Pie, I Can Draw a Pie in Reverse

What does this mean?

Oh, you want her to hand in the plan?

But Jun Bao really asked the right person about this matter.

Jing Shu thought for a while, if we could withstand such a large-scale natural disaster in the next year, China would have more surviving people and its economy would recover.

The most important thing is that people from Wucheng just migrated here and there is no need to move back to Wucheng. To be honest, as a border city, Wucheng has a bad climate and is too far from the central city. Although it has various resources, it is not as good as the advantages of the South China Sea: convenient transportation, convenient logistics, and warm climate.

The current shortcomings are also obvious, because it is close to the sea, but there are no rich food resources in the sea, and there are also terrible murderous species such as lungfish. The South China Sea has poor resources, no dark energy as a backbone, etc.

Jing Shu thought a lot in an instant, and then nodded: "I understand."

Then he left with a worried expression.

Jun Bao: "..." So, does she really understand?

Jingshu convened the top executives of the factory the next day and held a planning meeting for the next two years.

Regarding pie painting, I have to say that Jing Shu and her subordinates are actually better at pie painting than Jing Shu. They list all kinds of future ideas and plans one by one, and they are eloquent.

Jingshu stopped everyone, and then took out the information about African lungfish.

In the conference hall of 500 people, there was a silent silence, and then everyone's eyes lit up: "Mr. Jing, have you discovered a new species?"

"Is this thing edible? Can we open a barramundi factory in the future? This would be great."

"Haha, we have one more subsidiary company."

"I understand, this year we need to strengthen our aquatic knowledge and train 10% of the lungfish to change jobs, and they will join next year."

Jing Shu: "...haha."

Then, Jingshu poured cold water on everyone and explained the horror of this thing in detail.

If anyone comes here, I'm afraid there won't be anyone who understands this thing as well as Jingshu. Even if it's an African, he won't be as good as her.

But who makes her a reborn person?

She even made a bold prediction and told everyone: "When a cockroach appears, there must have been tens of millions of eggs. Everyone knows about the invasion of dark species. Not to mention the green algae incident in Heyuan City, right? "

Green algae was still a kind of food in the second or third year of the apocalypse. You could buy a lot of it with a virtual currency. It tasted a bit like kelp and seaweed. It was not nutritious but could fill your stomach.

Later, Heyuan City vigorously developed this stuff and sold it nationwide. At that time, some were even transported to Wucheng and sold.

However, in the past two years, the green algae gene has mutated and turned into a new species, expanding hundreds of times and sucking up all the water from the source of the river like a sponge.

The current Heyuan City, let alone green algae, has been directly invaded by this new species. It is spread all over the river source and shrouded under the huge kelp. It is everywhere. Not to mention eating it, it has become something that can be cut with a knife. .

If the country hadn't blocked the water source and sent new humans to solve the problem, it would have affected many cities.

Don’t underestimate any species in the apocalypse, even the food that was once weak and harmless.

Now, the people of Heyuan City have been dispersed to live in more than a dozen cities, and Heyuan City has been surrounded and used as an experimental base. This huge kelp is as flexible as wood, but it can't be used as fuel or eaten, so what can it be used for?

Jing Shu saw everyone's solemn expressions and nodded. Although she couldn't draw a pie, she could draw a pie in reverse, exaggerating the sense of crisis and making the employees roll up.

After explaining what she knew about the lungfish situation, she then assigned a task: "Everyone writes a plan of 3,000 to 10,000 words. What should we do if the lungfish becomes a major disaster in the South China Sea in the next two years? manage?

Where to prevent it? What preparations need to be made, and how can lungfish be valuable? Like eating? use? Officers and so on. "

"Huh? Three thousand words? I can't even write a 400-word elementary school essay."

"I copied all my papers."

"Isn't this too difficult?"

Then Jingshu continued: "With this, we will select three proposals with the best action plans every month, and reward them according to their names with a 10KG bag of Northeast long-grain rice, a 2L bucket of peanut oil, a 5KG bag of flour, etc.

If anyone's plan is implemented, they will be rewarded with chocolate, brown sugar and similar things.

Oh, and as long as the 30 shortlisted articles are given 50 grams of dried fungus and other dry goods, the participation prize will be a handful of soybeans.

By the way, who wants to give up? Someone just said it was too difficult? "

All the senior management employees swallowed their saliva and shook their heads in unison: "Three thousand words are too few. If I didn't write ten thousand words, I would feel sorry for that handful of soybeans!!"

"Hey, hey, my daughter's composition is good, can I let my daughter write it for me?"

"I think 10,000 words is too little. Can I increase it to 20,000 words?"

Roll it up, roll it up!

Jingshu was very satisfied.

Hey, there are so many available employees, why let her figure it out all by herself? Although there seems to be nothing that can be done in the previous life, there is still one year left in this life.

She is no longer the only one who prepares and takes precautions a year in advance. She has the support of the entire Wucheng people and even the country to support her. Perhaps, this life will have completely different results from the previous life?

"Boss, can Wai Guoren participate?" Suddenly a bald man raised his hand.

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