End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

Chapter 111 Dawn Appears

Fan Mengmeng's modern room looked like a disaster area hit by a tornado.

Materials were piled up like mountains, notes were scattered all over the floor, and the huge world map on the wall had been scribbled on by her beyond recognition, looking like a graffiti masterpiece of an elementary school student.

She rubbed her temples and felt that she was about to become the antonym of "clear-headed" - a confused person.

"The first step is to make money..." She repeated this wise saying, but it felt harder than climbing to the sky.

She has no idea about the prices in ancient times. What can modern money do in ancient times?

You can't just carry a few sacks of RMB and hit people with it, right?

The picture was so beautiful that she didn't dare to think about it.

Not to mention the time difference.

How long does one day in ancient times take in modern times?

What if she stayed in ancient times for too long and came back to find that her house had been occupied by the landlord?

Waiting online, very anxious!

There is also the problem of transporting supplies.

It’s true that she is knowledgeable about ancient and modern times, but there are only so many things she can bring with her at a time!

Do I have to move things bit by bit like an ant moving house?

Just thinking about it makes me feel bald.

"Ahhhhhh! I'm so annoyed!" Fan Mengmeng scratched her hair frantically. She felt like a hamster trapped in a cage, running desperately but unable to find a way out.

Each plan was like a piece of cheese with an enticing aroma, but behind it was a huge mousetrap that deterred her.

Do you really want to give up?

She is not reconciled!

After finally reuniting with Aze, she doesn't want to go back to that lonely life!

But can she really do it?

Balance the interests of the two time and space and change their destined fate...

This sounds like a fairy tale!

Fan Mengmeng slumped weakly in the chair, feeling like her head was about to explode.

Closing my eyes, Aze's gentle smile appeared in my mind.

No!

She can't give up!

For Aze, for their future, she must find a way!

Suddenly, she felt like she had grasped something...

A vague thought flashed through her mind...

"Wait..." Fan Mengmeng suddenly opened her eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes.

"if……"

Fan Mengmeng suddenly jumped up from the chair and jumped up and down in the room like a rabbit with chicken blood.

"I figured it out! I'm such a genius!" She said to herself excitedly, feeling that she was only one step away from the Nobel Prize in Economics.

"What if... I engaged in breeding and planting in ancient times, and then sold the products in modern times?" Fan Mengmeng's eyes sparkled, as if she saw countless banknotes waving at her.

"In ancient times, the land was vast and sparsely populated, labor costs were low, and everything was pure, natural, and pollution-free. It was simply the perfect production base! Then, I could open a 'ancient organic food' store in modern times, go the high-end route, and specialize in profiting from it... ah, ugh, serving high-end customers!"

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. She wished she could pick up her hoe and go to the ancient times to open up wasteland.

Taking a deep breath, Fan Mengmeng couldn't wait to contact Teng Junze and tell him about her genius plan. Her tone was as excited as a lottery winner who won five million.

"Aze Aze! Let me tell you, I have an idea! We can..." blah blah blah...

Fan Mengmeng talked incessantly about her grand blueprint, as if she had already seen the beautiful picture of herself reaching the peak of her life, marrying a tall, rich and handsome man, and becoming a winner in life.

However, Teng Junze was not as excited as she had imagined.

After listening to Fan Mengmeng's plan, he was silent for a moment, his tone tinged with doubt: "Mengmeng, have you ever thought about how to ensure the production and transportation of products in ancient times when productivity was limited and transportation was underdeveloped?"

Fan Mengmeng was instantly poured with a bucket of cold water, and her enthusiasm disappeared by half.

"Uh...this..." She stammered and couldn't speak. She felt like a punctured balloon, deflated instantly.

Teng Junze continued, "Also, with such fierce competition in the modern market, how do your 'ancient organic foods' stand out? And how do you guarantee the quality and safety of your products?"

A series of questions bombarded Fan Mengmeng's head like a machine gun, leaving her completely confused.

Only then did she realize that although her plan sounded good, it was difficult to implement in practice.

Just as Fan Mengmeng was feeling dejected and about to give up, Teng Junze spoke again. "However, your idea is very creative and quite feasible." He paused and continued, "We can start with a small-scale pilot and gradually expand it. We must also pay attention to controlling costs and risks."

He then put forward several specific suggestions, such as choosing suitable planting and breeding varieties, improving production technology, establishing complete transportation and sales channels, etc.

These suggestions gradually clarified Fan Mengmeng's originally confused thoughts and rekindled her hope.

"Aze, you are so smart!" Fan Mengmeng excitedly hugged the "image" of Teng Junze, wishing she could give him a big kiss on the face.

"I knew you would find a way!"

Teng Junze looked at the excited Fan Mengmeng, his eyes full of love and appreciation.

"Then..." He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Let's start making a specific plan now." Fan Mengmeng's little head was working rapidly like a clockwork.

The suggestions put forward by Teng Junze gave her an epiphany and opened her eyes!

She seemed to see the golden word "success" waving at her.

"Great! You are worthy of being my Aze!" Fan Mengmeng's eyes were full of stars, and she wished she could award Teng Junze a "Best Military Advisor" medal.

The two of them immediately started brainstorming mode, talking back and forth in a heated discussion.

Fan Mengmeng is responsible for coming up with all kinds of creative ideas, while Teng Junze is responsible for putting these ideas into practice and formulating specific implementation plans.

They first determined the first batch of pilot products - ancient free-range chickens and organic vegetables.

"Think about it, free-range chickens raised naturally have delicious meat and are rich in nutrients. They will definitely make modern parents who over-crazed their children scramble for them!" Fan Mengmeng rubbed her hands together and began to imagine the beautiful scene of making a fortune every day.

Teng Junze took a more thorough approach. "We need to choose chicken breeds that are adaptable and disease-resistant, and vegetables that are easy to grow and preserve." He paused, then added, "For transportation, we can first try cold chain logistics to ensure the freshness of the produce."

The two of them were so excited about the discussion that they couldn't wait to roll up their sleeves and get to work.

However, just as Fan Mengmeng was excitedly preparing to put her plan into action, she suddenly remembered an important issue.

Her smile gradually froze, her brows furrowed, and she wilted like an eggplant hit by frost.

"Wait..." Fan Mengmeng's voice became low, "I suddenly thought of a problem... This plan may offend a lot of people..." She bit her lip, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

Teng Junze saw her concern and gently held her hand, "What's wrong?"

Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath. "Think about it, if our 'ancient organic food' really sells well, it will definitely affect those modern food companies, especially..."

"Especially Boss Zhao?" Teng Junze took over her words, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

Fan Mengmeng nodded heavily, feeling as if a huge rock was pressing on her heart.

"Also..." She hesitated for a moment and continued, "In ancient times, those big families probably wouldn't sit idly by..."

Teng Junze didn't say anything, but just looked at her quietly, his eyes deep and complex.

He knew that Fan Mengmeng's worries were not groundless.

This plan is indeed full of challenges and risks, and any carelessness will lead to huge troubles.

"We..." Fan Mengmeng bit her lip, "Do we really want to continue?"

Teng Junze raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile.

"Of course." He said firmly, "I will support you in whatever you want to do." He paused, a sly look flashing in his eyes, "Besides..."

"What's more?" Fan Mengmeng looked at him with confusion.

"Besides," Teng Junze leaned close to her and whispered in her ear, "This has just begun, the best is yet to come..."

Fan Mengmeng held her head, feeling like her brain capacity was about to be overloaded.

Boss Zhao's gloomy face and the cunning elders of the ancient times played in her mind one after another, which was even more demonic than the ghost videos.

"Oh my god, this is hellish!" Fan Mengmeng wailed, feeling like she was caught in a sandwich, with immense pressure from both sides.

Teng Junze looked at her crazy look and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't panic. If an enemy comes, we'll fight him with our troops. If a flood comes, we'll block it with earth." He reached out and ruffled Fan Mengmeng's hair, his tone gentle but with a hint of unquestionable determination. "Let's sort it out first and see what obstacles there are, and then we can break them down one by one."

"Yeah!" Fan Mengmeng was like a chicken with blood injected, and instantly recovered to full health.

The two immediately began to analyze the situation.

On the Hyundai side, Boss Zhao is the biggest obstacle. He controls most of the sales channels. If he interferes, their plan will be difficult to proceed smoothly.

In ancient times, those big families were deeply rooted and their power was complicated, so it was extremely difficult to get them to accept new things.

"How about...we use courtesy first and then force?" Fan Mengmeng asked tentatively.

"Okay." Teng Junze nodded. "On Hyundai's side, we can first discuss cooperation with Boss Zhao, giving him a portion of the profits so he can see the potential of this plan. If he's stubborn..." He paused, a cold glint in his eyes. "Then don't blame us for being rude."

"What about the ancient times?" Fan Mengmeng asked.

"In ancient times..." Teng Junze raised a meaningful smile, "It was even simpler." He leaned close to Fan Mengmeng's ear and whispered a few words.

Fan Mengmeng's eyes widened and she couldn't help but burst into an exclamation: "Wow! Aze, you are so insidious!" Although she said this, her eyes were full of admiration.

"All's fair in war." Teng Junze raised his eyebrows, looking as if it was a matter of course.

The two discussed some details and finally finalized the plan.

Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath and felt full of energy.

"Okay! It's settled then!"

Teng Junze looked at her with high morale, his eyes full of doting.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, book two tickets for me..." He paused and added, "One to City A, and one to..."

At the same time, Fan Mengmeng also picked up the phone and started contacting the ancient...