Zongman: Adding points every day starts from the daily show

In the blink of an eye, all the corn in front of him was collected into a snakeskin bag.

That's faster than a machine!

Chitanda Airu was surprised at the same time, but also realized a big, big problem.

That is the efficiency of Wuqing's work, which is far beyond her imagination at this moment, how should she pay Wuqing's salary at that time? 、

Wuqing did it so fiercely, if he fluttered lightly, he would have done the work of others with him.

It can't always be given by the standards of ordinary people.

And if Wuqing does most people's work, others don't contribute much, so other people's wages will have to be greatly reduced

In short, if Wuqing is allowed to do this, the Chianti Tian family will have a very headache!

If only Wuqing were her own family, if it were her own family, she wouldn't have to think about these issues.

"Kiriharu-san!"

Thinking of this, Qianantida hurriedly wanted to shout to stop Wuqing, but Wuqing had already rushed out far away.

In fact, Chitanda Airu does not have to worry.

Because Wuqing had already considered this problem, he also knew that if he did too hard, it would lead to an imbalance in the salaries of all employees.

Therefore, Wuqing just wanted to complete a certain amount of work as soon as possible, and he would rest when he was done.

Work is to touch the fish.

The higher the efficiency, the easier it is to fish...

In a few blinks of an eye, Wu Qing rushed forward from the starting point for more than a hundred meters, 260, and on his sprint path, it was all full of bags.

If it was a simple sprint, he would be many times faster than this, but that would cause all the corn stalks around him to be blown out.

If he sprints at the fastest speed.

From God's point of view, the sonic boom of his running will form a semi-circle of fields, pushing almost everything within a certain range of his body.

So he can't give his all.

About three or four minutes passed.

Fog has pushed an entire row of cornfields.

And when he set off, the ten or so large snakeskin bags in his hands were also full, and they were stacked behind him by him.

He's done it all.

And Chitanda Airu, and the two girls of Aoyama Nanami had just advanced less than ten meters.

As for Kazuri Goto.

Her bag wasn't even half full.

This work efficiency is also simple...

"Push a few more lines and go to rest."

Kiriharu doesn't plan to do too crazy, he'll find a way to keep a balance.

Subsequently, Kiriharu began to execute the plan.

And he turned back again, grabbed a large pile of snakeskin bags from the ground, and once again solved ten rows of corn.

More than half an hour has passed.

The endless cornfield has been solved by one-tenth of the fog, and if he continues to work at this speed, others will not have to work.

If others don't have to work, they naturally don't have wages.

And he would have gotten all the money.

That's not good.

So Kiriharu is going to rest.

"Airu-san, Nanami-san, and Pochi-chan, come on, I'm resting."

Wuqing slowly passed by, and several people said with a smile.

And several girls also smiled and looked at Wuqing.

Among them, Chitanda Airu smiled.

"It's worthy of being Wuqing, your speed really scares me, originally we should have worked all day, and we would only call the car to pull away at night, but I think we can shout now."

"Where will it go when it is loaded?"

Kiriharu stopped and asked a little curiously.

Hearing this, Qianantian Tian Airu thought for a while, and then looked at Wuqing with a smile and spoke.

"Our family would use machines to separate corn on the cob, pack the corn together separately, and then sell it to some food processing plants..."

"Crops are made into processed food to get the highest profit, why don't you just set up a processing plant, so you can make more."

"My father had thought about it before, but because he didn't know about this industry, he didn't want to get involved easily, and even if we sold crops alone, we would be able to have food and clothing, and there was a lot of surplus."

"So that's the case, then I'll go to rest for a while, and I'll help load a car when the car comes."

Saying that, Wuqing left the place and walked to the field not far away, and then took a few snakeskin bags to pad together, and sat down on his butt.

Looking not far away, several slim girls were still busy with their backs, and Wuqing was thinking about some interesting ideas in her mind at the same time.

That's to open a factory here!

Yes, the copyist can make no more money, not as much as some real industries.

The apex of light novel writers is nothing more than an annual income of tens of billions, which is the record of the author of the sword (CEBC).

But Nestle, the apex of the food industry, has an annual revenue of $89.5 billion!

Although it stands to reason that Wuqing may not use so much money, but in today's world where everything needs money, more money naturally has great benefits.

For example, if his factory is really open, and the benefits are very good, he will be able to save enough money to buy the island faster, yes, buy the island!

This is the idea that Wuqing suddenly came up some time ago, he wants to buy an uninhabited island, and then transform it according to his own preferences, and then take all the people he loves to live a life like a paradise.

However, the income from the novel to buy the island seems to be about the same, and it will take a little longer at most. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

But in this world, there may not be many islands that satisfy Mist Qing.

That's why Wuqing thought about getting more money.

There is no suitable time for then.

Okay!

He directly reclaimed the sea to build an island!

Isn't this technology already in use?

As long as there is a lot of money and a high status, he can smash out a world's largest artificial island!

Although the imagination is beautiful.

But the reality is a bit of a backbone.

Now he still has a bunch of things to deal with.

However, Chitanda Airu's family is so good at managing farmland, which gave Wuqing a little inspiration, that is, to cooperate with Chitanda family to build a world-class food processing plant and build a first-line company brand.

This is a readily available resource.

As long as he can show his strength, show his strong factory construction funds, and first-class processing technology.

By the way, there must be high-quality sales channels.

If so, Sentanda's patriarch, Sentanda Natsuya, will definitely give priority to him as an acquaintance, this is absolute!

Secretly finalizing this plan in his heart, Wuqing got up and stretched, but just as he stretched his waist, there was a knocking sound of a tractor not far away.

Kiriharu turned his head and found that it was actually Sentanda Airu's father, Chitanda Natsuya.

It seems that he is mainly responsible for pulling the crops that the workers have packed into large warehouses.

"Hard work, Kiriharu-kun!"

Natsuya Chiantida, who had just driven not far from Kiriharu, looked at Kiriharu with appreciation and waved his hand.

At the same time, he also said hello to girls who had already noticed that he had arrived, Nongantida Airu and others.

However, as soon as he stopped beside Wuqing, the agricultural tractor suddenly chirped and turned off.

"Alas, why is the fire off again, it seems that this guy is also old, how to cultivate."

Qianantian Tian Xia also said a little helplessly.

Then he jumped down from the seat, and at the same time looked at Wuqing and smiled, "It may be that there is something wrong with the territory, there is an old problem, fortunately, I have the tools I have always carried with the car, as long as I wait a little and you can fix it, Wuqingjun, you can rest again." "

"Okay."

Saying that Wuqing had just stood up, he sat down again and looked at Xia Ye, who was preparing to repair the tractor.

But as soon as Xia Ye opened the storage box containing the repairer, his expression became ugly.

"Strange, what about the jack, you can't raise the car without a jack, it seems that you can only shout people."

He sighed a little helplessly, ready to call someone to come and help.

Hearing this, Ben was enjoying the fog of the endless farm scenery and slowly got up.

"No need to shout, Uncle Xiaye."

He walked to Chitan Natsuya and smiled.