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

A flash of light.

[Free upgrade successful. The severely damaged nitrogen fertilizer synthesis equipment has been upgraded to a "minimally damaged, repairable nitrogen fertilizer synthesis equipment." The original equipment suffered damage to the control cabinet, breakage of the main heat exchange tubes, and complete failure of the sealing system due to flooding. The main structure has now been restored, the control cabinet has been partially replaced with standard modules, the heat exchange tubes have been reconnected, and the sealing system has been preliminarily restored. Only external corrosion and the loss of some non-core components remain. Basic functionality is available, and it can be put into production immediately after repair. The overall efficiency is approximately 20% higher than the original model.]

Ten pieces of equipment stood quietly in the space. Although there were still rust marks on the outer shell, the overall structure was already quite presentable.

Su Wanqing: "..."

The free stuff is a bit lacking; it even comes with "minor damage."

But thinking about it, going from completely scrapped to "minorly damaged, usable after repairs" and even improving efficiency by 20% is a steal. If you really want a brand new look, you'll have to pay for an upgrade!

What else is there to say?

"Craftsmanship is paramount; upgrade me for a fee!"

[A payment of 500 kilograms of precious metal is required. Would you like to pay?]

Su Wanqing thought about it. Five hundred kilograms of precious metal power was not cheap, but it was not unaffordable.

She glanced at the gold reserves in the space. At present, she had about fifteen tons of precious metal energy available, so this consumption was negligible.

Fortunately, this thing had already been upgraded for free before, otherwise, if it had been completely scrapped and replaced with paid upgrades, who knows how many kilograms would have been wasted.

"Pay!"

In the blink of an eye, a burst of golden light appeared, and the entire space seemed to brighten up a bit because of that light.

[Upgrade successful, achieving "world-class perfluorinated quench nitrogen fertilizer synthesis tower" status. The entire unit is in perfect condition, surpassing the original Soviet 1.5-generation model in all aspects. The upgraded model adds a fully automatic temperature control system, a three-stage high-efficiency heat exchange module, and a closed-loop environmentally friendly circulation system. The daily urea production per tower is more than double that of the original model, ammonia recovery rate is increased to 98%, energy consumption is reduced by nearly 40%, and the continuous operating cycle is more than three times that of the original model.]

Su Wanqing looked at the batch of brand-new, large machines and nodded in satisfaction.

It's no wonder it was made with real gold and silver; it's truly exceptional.

This efficiency, this energy consumption, this stability—if word got out, it would leave both the Soviets and the Americans speechless. No need for further words, just a "tenfold return!"

In the blink of an eye, ten units became a full one hundred.

There were only a handful of these in the entire Soviet Union back then. The Americans were also envious, but they could never produce a more efficient model of the same size. They treasured each one like the plague, and now she has a hundred of them.

One unit can guarantee the urea supply for several provinces in North China. If a hundred units are deployed, every grain-producing province in the country can have several sets, completely ending the reliance on imported fertilizers.

By then, with enough fertilizer, wouldn't the grain yield increase every year?

Su Wanqing was very satisfied. She first put a brand-new piece of equipment into the warehouse, and kept the rest for later, to be handed over to the organization when she returned to the capital. She would then decide whether to donate it free of charge with some requirements or sell it as gold.

Upgrading something so casually requires hundreds of kilograms of precious metal power; it seems she needs to stockpile more gold... lest she be unable to upgrade the big guy when she goes to America.

With this matter settled, Su Wanqing felt much more relaxed.

Then, she put the hundreds of thousands of tons of grain she had promised after winning the bet, along with the seafood, beef, fruit, and cheese pizzas that had just been upgraded that day, into those large warehouses in batches.

Oh, and I left half a pizza for the Yanshan area.

After all, the people of Yanshan were honest; they not only gave her merit but also filled her baskets with diamonds and gems.

Then, she stuffed in a million pieces of rainproof workwear and millions of sanitary napkins, filling several warehouses to the brim, leaving barely any space for passageways.

Su Wanqing stood at the door for more than ten seconds without opening it. Seeing that she didn't say anything, the others even held their breath, especially Deputy Commander Zhang and Ma Guoliang, whose hearts were in turmoil, hoping that there would be a mountain of grain and clothing inside, but also fearing that something might have gone wrong.

Fortunately, Su Wanqing finally moved.

She reached out and pushed open the warehouse door.

The beams of flashlights shone in unison, and when the endless supply came into view, several flashlights were startled and fell to the ground with a few loud bangs.

"This...this..."

"My God!"

Before me stretched rows of granaries, neatly stacked with refined rice and flour, cooked food and pizza, clothing and bedding, as far as the eye could see. The towering piles of supplies reached the top of the granaries, filling these largest granaries in the county to bursting, making even the walls look bulging from the pressure.

"Good heavens! With this, our disaster victims can finally stand up again!" Liu Changhe's knees buckled, and he immediately knelt down. He had expected there would be supplies, but he never imagined it would be this much. He suppressed the urge to kowtow, only wiping his eyes repeatedly with the back of his hand.

Secretary Zhou, however, seemed completely unfazed. He had witnessed this scene several times with Comrade Su in the capital and Yanshan, and was already quite used to it.

But Deputy Commander Zhang and Ma Guoliang had never seen anything like this before. Not to mention them, even Lu Mingxuan and Little Arend were stunned, their mouths agape, speechless.

What would it look like if hundreds of thousands of tons of grain were piled up? It would be a mountain, a mountain that could save hundreds of thousands of people.

Deputy Commander Zhang's voice trembled: "This... besides the grain, is there anything else here? Is everything Comrade Su said true? Is there really that much?!" He originally thought that even if Su Wanqing donated, she could at most raise half of what she promised, and that would be a great achievement.

After all, the whole country is in a difficult situation right now, so where could Comrade Su's friends find so many goods? Although I had discussed it with Secretary Zhou beforehand and vaguely guessed that this batch of goods was unusual and most likely came from abroad, seeing it with my own eyes still felt like a dream.

What's the deal with Su Wanqing's friend? Did she rob the entire country?

"This...this...this warehouse was completely filled without a sound?" Ma Guoliang's voice cracked. "This warehouse is the largest in the whole county, and it's never been full in over a decade. Now it's...full!"

What shocked him most... Ma Guoliang subconsciously blurted out, "To clear out these large warehouses, over a thousand people in our county spent an entire day cleaning them. And now, not only have they delivered the goods, but they've also stacked them neatly. It must have taken tens of thousands of people to finish this job, right?"

But if there were really tens of thousands of people, how could there be no movement at all, not even a footprint?

These questions were not only raised by Ma Guoliang, but also by Deputy Commander Zhang, Lu Mingxuan, and Little Arendt.

Everyone turned to look at Su Wanqing. Before she could even speak, Secretary Zhou, with his hands behind his back and an air of "you've all never seen anything like this before," interrupted, saying: