When he reached the conclusion, Pei Yijun finally heaved a sigh of relief. They could use vacuum packaging and store the rice in a cool, dry place, and it would be able to last for thirty years.
In the next three decades, he would not have to worry about his people starving.
After leaving the farmland area, both Pei Yijun and Xun Che returned to the central command office. When he finished a glass of water, Pei Yijun said, "Commander Xun, I agree with half a percent of the total first harvest."
Xun Che smiled when he heard this and said, "When the harvest is done, I will inform you."
Pei Yijun nodded and handed a vial to him while saying, "This is the down payment. I will give you another dose after I receive the food, and another after I receive the weapons. When I take over the Jiangning City Base, I will give you the rest."
Xun Che had no objection to this arrangement and nodded. "I have no problem with it."
