Siheyuan: Fusion of 129600 Selves

There is a shortage of pork and the meat processing plant has no meat. The steel rolling mill will be closed the day after tomorrow. Li Huaide, who is in charge of logistics, wants to give each employee some pork. He thought about it for a long time and had to ask Zhang Jianghe for help.

Since the year before last, some areas in the north of Longguo have been experiencing drought.

There has been no rain and the number of pigs has decreased significantly.

Pigs transported from other places to the north city might die of heat in the car in the summer, and it is inconvenient to drive in the winter.

In the 21st century in my previous life, the roads in the north were covered with thick ice and snow in winter, let alone this era.

"Director Li, how much pork do you need?" Zhang Jianghe asked.

"Chief Zhang, how much pork can you get?" Li Huaide asked instead of answering.

"Two or three hundred kilograms of pork is not a big problem, but if the quantity exceeds three hundred kilograms, it will be a bit difficult." Zhang Jianghe said casually.

In recent days, Li Huaide sent purchasing agents to each commune to buy pigs.

There are not enough pigs raised on several farms in North City for the meat processing plant to share, so naturally they will not be sold to the steel mill.

There are many factories in the north city. The buyers from the Third Steel Rolling Mill go to each commune to buy pigs. The buyers from other factories are also busy because there are not many pigs raised in each commune.

No matter how much money the factory has in its account, it is all public money. Using public money to provide benefits to employees has long become the norm.

"Our factory now has more than 10,000 people, but we only have more than 5,000 kilograms of pork. Ordinary employees get one kilogram of pork each...there is still a gap of more than 6,000 kilograms." Li Huaide frowned.

"Give me one of the pickup trucks from the factory," said Zhang Jianghe.

He came to the factory on his titanium bicycle, not his pickup truck.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." Li Huaide nodded.

The large trucks in the factory are all produced by the automobile factory.

Zhang Jianghe drove a pickup truck straight out of the city.

After driving around outside the city for three hours, there were more than a dozen wild boars in the car.

There are tens of thousands of domestic pigs and wild boars in this small world.

Taking out too many domestic pigs from the farm is just asking for trouble.

We were lucky enough to find more than a dozen wild boars in the mountains outside the city.

Back at the steel rolling mill, Zhang Jianghe asked everyone to weigh the steel and settle the accounts.

Wild boars that do not require meat coupons are sold at 70 cents per pound, which is cheaper than the pigeon market and the black market.

When there were meat coupons, pork cost about 65 cents per pound.

A pound of grain coupons could be sold for 20 cents, meat coupons were more expensive than grain coupons, and it was difficult to buy meat coupons.

More than a thousand kilograms of wild boar meat were sold for a few hundred yuan. Zhang Jianghe was too lazy to count the money and rode away on his titanium bicycle.

He donated the several hundred dollars he got from selling the wild boar to nursing homes and orphanages.

The next morning, after Zhang Jianghe absorbed the microcosmic power of the steel rolling mill, he drove out again.

After delivering pork to the nursing home and the retirement home, Zhang Jianghe returned to the poultry house.

On the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhang Jianghe, Qin Huairu, Lou Xiaoe, Zhang Zhengdao and Zhang Zhengde celebrated the New Year at home.

In the dead of night, Zhang Jianghe entered the small world and used the power of the small universe to fuse himself.

"My other self in the microcosm is a divine weapon forger. In addition to being proficient in forging divine weapons, he can also make tea?"

After digesting the information in his mind, Zhang Jianghe smiled knowingly.

After eight fusions, his potential has increased from seven times that of an ordinary person to eight times that of an ordinary person.

A divine weapon forger, he is proficient in the forging of more than a dozen kinds of divine weapons and has mastered many alloy formulas.

Divine weapons are forged from various metals. In the world of martial arts, the divine weapons can easily cut through gold and jade.

"Master-level tea-making skills. There are too few varieties of tea trees in this small world. It is evening now. Let's transplant some tea trees."

Using telekinesis to fly, Zhang Jianghe traveled to various places and transplanted Dahongpao tea trees, Biluochun tea trees, Yunwucha tea trees...Tieguanyin tea trees, and then irrigated them with spiritual spring water.

He can see at night and is familiar with the map of the entire blue planet, so it is impossible for him to get lost!

On the first day of the first lunar month, Zhang Jianghe took everyone to the cemetery to pay tribute to his parents, and then went to the courtyard house he had bought.

On the second day of the first lunar month, I went to Qinjia Village. In the following days, I visited leaders and elders one by one.

They gave him bacon, sausages and the like, and took away some cigarettes, alcohol, and some cigarette and alcohol coupons.

On the sixth day of the first lunar month, Zhang Jianghe accompanied Lou Xiaoe to the port city.

Thanks to his efforts, Lou Xiao'e has been pregnant for more than a month, also with two babies.

On the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, Zhang Jianghe and Lou Xiao'e returned to North City.

The data collected before the New Year made many people feel a sense of crisis.

For several consecutive years, some places have suffered from drought and the supply of grain has been insufficient. Even with the grain stored in Longxing warehouses, it can only meet this year's demand.

Longxing has 15 million tons of grain in storage, and Longguo has a population of over 660 million.

Fifteen million tons of grain, after being processed into rice or flour, is about ten and a half thousand tons, or more than thirty kilograms per person.

The average weight per person is about 30 kilograms, which is not enough for a month if you eat as much as you can.

There is a lack of oil and water, and there are not many vegetables, but the average food intake per person is quite large.

In the TV series, Banggeng, who was about twelve or thirteen years old, could eat eight palm-sized rice cakes in one meal.

Fearing that drought would occur again, it was decided to cut the ration just in case.

Foreign grain prices have risen by more than 80 percent due to Longxing Group's continued purchases.

The urban population will be reduced by 10%.

With the food ration reduced by 10%, the living standards of many people in the city have declined.

It’s a heavy physical job, and the monthly ration is around 50 kilograms, which is not enough to eat.

Jia Dongxu was the only one in the Jia family with a city hukou, and he only had a food ration for one person.

The ration was reduced by 10%, and the prices of food in the pigeon market and the black market increased significantly.

At the suggestion of Zhang Jianghe, Lou Zhenhua found Longxing Group and donated 5 million tons of grain.

Cargo ships and trucks transported the grain donated by Lou Zhenhua to warehouses in the mainland.

"Mr. Lou, where did you get five million tons of grain?"

"Director Zhao, the food in my warehouse is all imported from abroad..."

Lou Zhenhua, who had already thought of an excuse, said that most of his grain was donated by wealthy businessmen who did not want to be famous, and he was just donating on their behalf.

Even though grain reserves have increased by five million tons, there are many places in the north where there has been no rain, and it is still unknown when crops can be planted, and the ration has not been restored.

As a time traveler, Zhang Jianghe knew very well that the drought would be even more severe in the next three years.

With hundreds of millions of tons of food in the small world, he felt a great sense of accomplishment and had no worries at all.

The mental clone who stayed in the small world developed a fighter jet.

The entire set of fighter jet technology was handed over to the Longxing Aircraft Factory.

Zhang Jianghe was free again. Apart from going to the steel rolling mill every day to absorb the source of his microcosm, he practiced martial arts at home.

With the help of the spiritual spring water, the energy attributes of Zhang Jianghe's body and soul increased rapidly.

"My body, soul, and energy attributes have all increased to 8 points. I can fly using telekinesis at a speed of 6 times the speed of sound."

"The diameter of the small world has also increased from one thousand kilometers to three thousand kilometers, with a total area of ​​more than seven million square kilometers."

"After merging ten times, I can save the source power of the small universe to upgrade the small world."

Zhang Jianghe, whose strength was difficult to improve, once again lived an easy and comfortable life.

Chief Instructor Long Lin doesn't need to go to the steel mill every day to do his job. He only needs to go there for a dozen minutes every day.

With experience in producing large aircraft, the fighter jet project is going very smoothly.

The fighter jet developed by the mind clone has been tested many times in the small world, and all the problems found have been solved.

The Longxing Aircraft Factory has complete technical data on fighter jets, and can build fighter jets by simply proceeding step by step.

Zhang Jianghe, who couldn't sit still, let his mental clone develop submarines and aircraft carriers in the small world.

The ration was reduced by 10%. As Yan Jiefang, Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiedi grew older, their appetite increased, and the Yan family's speed of eating out their capital increased a lot.

The Jia family in the Central Courtyard had an equally difficult time. They already had a food ration of only one person, Yi Zhonghai's relief efforts were average, and Jia Zhang-shi ate a lot, so the Jia family could hardly bear it.