Exile at the start? Milkball filming, hoarding billions of resources

The boss touched the painting, his eyes burning with both passion and heartache.

It's such a beautiful painting, so well preserved; it would be such a shame if it were to be leaked out.

Not only will they lose a lot of money, but they will also miss an opportunity to become famous.

He gritted his teeth and spoke.

"Give me some time, I'll figure out how to raise the money."

As for the other one...

The boss said regretfully.

"Although this is also an antique, the artist is not very famous, so it's not very valuable. It might only sell for a few hundred thousand."

"Right now, I just want to buy another painting. I really can't stomach this one. You can take it somewhere else to look."

Cheng Qian stiffly picked up the two paintings, took Shen Zhaoning's hand and left, only letting out a scream once they were in the car.

"One hundred million! This painting is actually worth one hundred million!"

Shen Zhaoning had no concept of a hundred million, so she had been very well-behaved and hadn't spoken rashly.

She asked Cheng Qian curiously.

"Is 1 million a lot? If you converted it into rice, how many kilograms of rice could you buy?"

Cheng Qian nodded vigorously.

"A lot, a huge amount. If it were converted into rice, it would be enough to feed at least 10 people for two or three years."

Shen Zhaoning immediately became happy.

That's great! Now we don't have to worry about everyone going hungry anymore.

Then, she became somewhat worried.

Going to the rice shop to get rice was already quite troublesome.

Now that we need to get so much rice, wouldn't that be even more troublesome?

Shen Zhaoning sighed and said with a worried expression.

"How are we going to carry so much rice home?"

Cheng Qian was amused by the little guy.

"Why are you hoarding so much rice? It's not like the world is going to end."

"With so much rice, unless you have a personal storage space, you won't even have a place to put it."

"Portable space..."

This unfamiliar term was something Shen Zhaoning had never heard of before.

Cheng Qian took out her phone, searched for a novel with spatial elements, and sent the link to Shen Zhaoning.

Shen Zhaoning clicked on the link and saw the dense text, which made her feel a little dizzy.

She turned on the voice function and listened attentively.

The more I listened, the wider my eyes opened.

"That's amazing!"

"That's amazing!"

"I want a space like that too."

Cheng Qian smiled.

"These are all fake, don't take them seriously."

"With money, you can consider buying a big house, bringing your adoptive family members in, and improving your living conditions."

Shen Zhaoning casually agreed. After arriving at her new residence and seeing Cheng Qian off, she tried to imitate the actions in the novel by silently chanting "Open Space" over the newly bought rice.

I chanted it for a long time, but it didn't have any effect.

Her eyes gradually dimmed.

Heaven has been kind enough to give her the opportunity to travel between the two worlds; she shouldn't ask for too much.

Oh, I really hope God can hear her plea and help her move the rice directly to her room.

She sighed, resigned herself to her fate, and began carrying rice, only to suddenly realize that you were gone.

What happened?

Did she really activate the space?

Shen Zhaoning hurriedly returned to Dayun and found that the rice was indeed in her room.

It turns out that God really did give her space.

Then what about all that hard work she did moving things before?

Shen Zhaoning wanted to cry but had no tears.

This makes things much simpler.

Shen Zhaoning's small body swayed and she collapsed onto the bed.

so tired.

It's so tiring.

So happy!

Shen Zhaoning fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, when I woke up, I found a man dressed like a beggar sitting at the door.

She was startled.

Just as she was about to scream, she saw the man's face.

"uncle!"

Why are you dressed like that?

Su Shaoqing stared intently at her.

"How's it going? Have they offered any prices?"

Shen Zhaoning nodded.

"That masterpiece by a master from the previous dynasty is said to be worth a lot of rice, enough to feed 10 people for two or three years."

Su Shaoqing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled softly.

"Great! This means the people of Guanyang will be saved!"

"Could we talk to them and not replace all of it with rice, but also some with water?"

Shen Zhaoning readily agreed.

"no problem."

"By the way, how much did my painting sell for?"

Su Shaoqing looked at Shen Zhaoning with great interest.

My nephew's paintings are so valuable.

As his uncle, the price shouldn't be too bad, right?

Faced with Su Shaoqing's expectant gaze, Shen Zhaoning hesitated for a moment.

"Your painting didn't sell today."

"The person who bought the painting said he wanted to bet all his wealth on that painting from the previous dynasty."

"Let me contact other people who are willing to buy my paintings."

Su Shaoqing was furious!

Su Shaoqing was not convinced!

Su Shaoqing had no choice but to compromise.

What can we do if we don't compromise?

We can't just arrest those people, beat them up, and force them to buy them at a high price, can we?

"Alright, then thank you for your hard work, Tuantuan."

Shen Zhaoning tugged at Su Shaoqing's sleeve.

"Uncle! Now that the food problem is solved, does that mean everyone will no longer go hungry?"

Su Shaoqing nodded.

"Of course."

Shen Zhaoning smiled sweetly, her smile carrying a hint of ingratiation.

"Then could you also take care of the matter of the missing elderly person?"

"They've been hiding deep in the mountains for three or four days now, unwilling to come out."

"My brother informed their family yesterday, but I still feel that things are not that simple."

Su Shaoqing had been busy searching for water sources these days and hadn't paid much attention to the outside world. He knew nothing about this matter, so he simply inquired about the situation and pondered for a moment.

"They don't want to come down the mountain because they don't want to be a burden to their families."

"So they won't come out of the mountains until they see food."

Shen Zhaoning was getting anxious.

"What should we do? It will take several more days to exchange that painting for food!"

"It's so dangerous up in the mountain, what if something happens to them?"

Su Shaoqing picked up Shen Zhaoning.

"Tuan Tuan will lead the way, and I will personally go and persuade them."

Shen Zhaoning patted him on the shoulder.

"You can't take me, you have to take Brother Xiaoman."

Shen Zhaoning successfully bribed Xiaoman with a few ice creams.

Su Shaoqing led a horse, lifted the two women onto it, then mounted himself and led the guards up the mountain.

The mountain road was rugged and riddled with traps, clearly set up specifically for hunting.

Unfortunately, the trap was empty; there wasn't a single prey in sight.

Not long after they went up the mountain, they heard a noisy commotion.

"Father! Mother! I beg you, please come back with me."

"I promise I can get you enough food to feed you all."

"Are you out of your mind? There's a severe drought right now, where are we going to get food? Even if you were torn to pieces and sold, you wouldn't get half a bag of grain."

"Go down the mountain, and don't come back."

Su Shaoqing spurred his horse forward and shouted loudly.

"They can't get food, but I can."

Su Shaoqing stopped his horse, carefully dismounted, and then carried the two children down.

"You can't trust what they say, but surely you can trust what I, Su Shaoqing, say?"

Upon seeing Su Shaoqing, everyone's eyes welled up with tears, and they all knelt down.

"Lord Su, please save us!"