Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

She tossed all the seeds into the planting area with her other hand.

Potatoes and persimmons aren't worth much now, but the nationwide market is completely untapped. Whoever can grow them first will reap the profits. This business can last for over a decade.

In this era where everything is in short supply, it's really true that you can make money no matter what you plant.

Su Wanqing was thinking of giving Chen Xiuer a big surprise when she returned this time. She would leave the headache of how to sell these businesses and how to cooperate with various places to them!

After calculating the merit points again, I earned over 50,000 from the Yanshan trip, and another 30,000 plus 3,000 plus 5,000 from Hebei. Now my total is approaching 90,000. Once the merit shop refreshes next time, I can basically buy whatever I want.

Just as Su Wanqing finished looking at the space rewards, someone outside shouted at the top of their lungs, "Commander Zhang! County Chief Ma! Come quick! The floodwaters have really receded! They've receded a lot! And very quickly!"

Su Wanqing smiled slightly. She was sucking away so frantically that it was no wonder she was retreating quickly.

"What? The floodwaters have really receded?"

"Really? Let's go check it out!"

Su Wanqing followed the others in that direction.

The entire county was flooded, and everyone evacuated to the area around the schools and cemeteries in the north of the town, where the highest point is located. Now that the water has receded, you can see the outline of the county gradually emerging from the water from a high vantage point.

"It's really receded a lot! I can even see our second-floor balcony now!"

"Comrade Su Wanqing was absolutely right? She just said she'd back out like that?"

Deputy Commander Zhang looked at Su Wanqing in shock, the thought in his mind becoming clearer—this woman practically had the power to make her words come true. If she hadn't come, the water probably wouldn't have receded so quickly.

It seemed that only when she spoke up and said "retreat" would the floodwaters obediently recede.

Lu Mingxuan and Little Arend also watched the rapidly receding ocean.

Little Arendt murmured, "Lu, your Ms. Su is simply amazing. She can back out just like that, more accurate than the weather forecast in America."

"Yes." Lu Mingxuan looked at Su Wanqing's back, and that pounding feeling in his heart returned.

Ma Guoliang scrambled over, his mouth practically stretched to his ears as he looked at the receding water level:

"Great! Comrade Su was absolutely right. He said to withdraw, and he really did! At this rate, we'll be back completely clean today! Comrade Su is amazing! This water has been soaking us for over half a month, and you've cleaned it all up as soon as you arrived!"

Deputy Commander Zhang laughed, "Now you believe me? Now that the water has receded, quickly arrange for people to clear the areas that need cleaning and see what can still be used. We have enough food every day, so everyone should keep busy. First, clear the mud off the roads, repair the houses that can be repaired, and for those that can't be repaired, make room to build sheds. We can't afford to be slow in post-disaster reconstruction."

Ma Guoliang readily agreed, "I'll arrange it right away! The sooner we start, the sooner we can come back. It's just a pity—"

His gaze shifted towards the county fertilizer plant, and a worried expression returned to his face. "Look, the water has receded where the equipment was! I want to take some people to check if the machines are still usable."

That set of equipment is the most valuable thing in the entire county.

If it really breaks, it will hurt more than cutting off his flesh.

Su Wanqing immediately said, "I'll go and take a look too."

Deputy Commander Zhang hesitated for only a moment before nodding in agreement: "Alright, then Comrade Su will come with us, but be careful not to wander off. Although the water has receded, the roads are still full of mud and broken bricks, and there might still be hidden pits somewhere."

Old Sun and the others also wanted to go.

Upon hearing that they were going to see the nitrogen fertilizer synthesis equipment, Old Sun frowned, his face full of regret: "That's one of only three sets in the whole country. Let's go and take a look. If anything is broken, maybe we can find a way to fix it."

Secretary Zhou quickly introduced Professor Sun's identity to Ma Guoliang. Upon hearing that these were all top national scientific research experts, Ma Guoliang immediately showed great respect: "With you all here, that would be wonderful! Many hands make light work; let's see if there's any hope left for that machine."

Da Bao and Xiao Bao stayed here to play in the mud. The mud, soaked in water, was fine and soft, and the two little ones rolled up their trouser legs and started making small bowls and basins. Uncle Ding simply set up a makeshift fire on the spot and joined them in firing "ceramics," while Ding Xiaomei stayed behind to look after the children.

The water receded quickly, and everyone followed Ma Guoliang toward the fertilizer plant.

The road was covered in black mud, up to half a knee high. The houses and walls on both sides were completely covered in a layer of mud, making them unrecognizable.

The once wide dirt road had turned into a muddy swamp, and several bicycles, soaked to the bone with only their tops remaining, lay askew in the mud, looking like a pile of scrap metal.

When they arrived at the fertilizer plant, Ma Guoliang was the first to rush inside. But as soon as he entered the workshop, he was dumbfounded.

The massive nitrogen fertilizer synthesis equipment was completely covered in black mud, as if it had just been pulled out of a swamp.

The control cabinet was wide open, filled with mud, sand, and grass roots, and the dial indicator needles on the control panel were all crooked and stuck. What was even more disheartening was that half of a cement utility pole that had been swept down from upstream was stuck across the heat exchange tube in the middle of the synthesis tower, smashing the main heat exchange tube in half, the crack gaping menacingly wide.

"What a disaster! Damn it! How could I be so unlucky as to get hit by this thing!" Ma Guoliang rushed up to try and move the utility pole, but almost slipped and fell.

Deputy Commander Zhang quickly sent people to help: "Send a few people to help Old Ma move his things around and see if the machine can still be repaired!"

Several young men waded through the mud and water and hurriedly lifted the utility pole.

Old Sun led his men around to the back of the equipment, examined it carefully for a while, and finally shook his head and sighed:

"This equipment is completely unusable. If it had just been submerged in water, we could have disassembled it, cleaned and dried it, and replaced the seals, and it would still be usable. But now the main heat exchanger tube is broken, the control cabinet is completely filled with mud, and all the precision parts inside are ruined. Even if we send it back to the original factory, the Soviets might not be willing to replace it for us. It's scrapped."

Upon hearing this, Ma Guoliang's lips turned white, and his voice trembled: "Is there absolutely no other way? Otherwise, how about we dismantle it and send it back to Beijing, so our own factory can give it a try?"

Old Sun shook his head: "The most crucial part is these heat exchange tubes; we can't manufacture them ourselves. If these break, no matter how capable we are elsewhere, it's useless. It's scrapped."

Su Wanqing and Zhou Yanshen stood in front of the equipment, their gazes sweeping over the enormous machine covered in black mud.

She was thinking to herself.

This thing is broken, but it's just "broken". If you put it in the space, upgrade it for free first, and then upgrade it again for a fee, with the incredible refresh characteristics of the Craftsman's Grid, it is very likely to be repaired as good as new, or even upgraded.