Half a month passed quickly.

In the past half a month, everyone has been busy, basically spending time on work except for eating and sleeping, just because Zhang Xiaoshen issued an order to make masks in a hurry.

Basically, none of the villagers were lazy, and even Zhang Xiaoshen didn't supervise those villagers at all, so he volunteered to take the initiative to work.

Of course, Zhang Xiaoshen did not let these villagers work in vain, these villagers can get very high wages, basically 10,000 or 20,000 yuan in half a month.

Even in the magic capital, most of the workers do not have such high wages.

At this moment, everyone has gathered at the mask factory.

"It's a small problem whether it's money or not, mainly because our grandfather gave an order, and if grandpa says it, we will definitely ask him to let us make masks, and we will produce masks, 180 is not less, and 18,000 is not too much.

"That's it, grandpa's orders, we must obey them. These are what we are happy to do, and we are happy to produce so much.

"I heard that 10 million masks were produced in our village, and I really wanted to see how many of them were piled up in the 10 million. "

I heard that there is no room in the warehouse hahaha, and this is the result of all of us producing masks. "

The villagers' faces were filled with the joy of harvesting, as if they had harvested rice in the autumn harvest season.

The joy of the harvest is hard to describe in words.

"Everyone is quiet. Everyone lined up, and then everyone could enter the warehouse to see the accumulated inventory, and let everyone see our results in the past half a month.

Zhang Xiaoshen announced in public, and soon everyone lined up.

Then everyone entered the warehouse one by one, and the huge space in the warehouse had long been filled with goods, layer by layer of goods, which looked like mountains.

But anyone who enters it will feel a visual shock, so many masks are really produced by them, it is unbelievable.

"More than 10 million masks seems like a lot, right?"

"

Many of the villagers who came out of the storehouse are beyond words, they are deeply shocked.

It's unbelievable that they can produce such a huge number of masks.

Soon, the entire Buffalo Village was visited by the villagers, and now each of them is satisfied.

With so many masks, they're going to get rich.

But soon the villagers were splashed with cold water by Zhang Xiaoshen.

"Everyone should have seen the inventory in the warehouse, the number of 10 million masks is not small, so many masks are enough for the supply of the entire urban area, but even now these masks are difficult to sell.

"We produced so many masks and couldn't sell them, and we were happy to visit them just now, but we forgot that we couldn't sell them, and there would be a backlog of inventory.

"Isn't it a waste that so many masks can't be sold, do we have to use them one by one? I usually use masks very economically, and it takes five or six days to use a mask, and more than 10 million masks will not be used up in our whole village for a hundred years."

"So what can I do? I can't keep more than 10 million masks in stock, right? I have to worry about the masks being moldy or being bitten by rats.

"When I think about it, I feel like one head and two big. Grandpa, do we have any solution?"

The majority of netizens in the live broadcast room have already thought of this problem.

Almost before the production of these masks, they had already thought about the sales of masks, not that things can be sold after they are produced, and what cannot be sold can only be scrapped.

In the eyes of netizens, these masks can only be sold at most, one-tenth or even less.

More masks would have to go to waste.

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