Old Zhou's hint was very obvious.
Everyone understood; this year's natural disaster might be related to the air, and all these things Jing Shu had been working on might coincidentally be a perfect solution.
For a moment, everyone was both envious and jealous.
How does Captain Jing Shu have such good luck?
The slightest moves she makes land her at the forefront.
Originally, no one cared if the air smelled bad, or bothered with purification things. Yes, before Old Zhou said these words, no one cared, but after he spoke, everyone had to pay attention.
The upcoming disaster is related to air pollution, so how serious will it be? If it really is toxic, then could Captain Jing Shu's vines save lives?
"Captain Jing Shu, it suddenly came to me that the purification items you gave me before, my family loved them, and specifically asked me to spend money to buy some from you."
"Yes, yes, my grandpa wants some too."
"My great-grandma also wants to buy some."
