The trucks were here for Shipment, and the village was still assisting in loading. Looking at the trucks, many still couldn't believe it was truly happening.
Are they blind? Or are their brains truly registering what their eyes were seeing? The sight of countless vehicles driving in and out aroused a steadfast joy within them.
Everyone was thrilled… except for those who now regret it so much their eyes were turning a frightening shade of red.
The more cargo that was packed in and the more trucks driven out, the greater the pain they felt in their hearts.
Just in these past days, do you know how many times they have twisted and turned in their beds, waking up from nightmares about them swimming in money, all for it to suddenly disappear?
~Ahhh!
Some of them had awakened at night, sweating and screaming so loudly they woke up their neighbors too. They regret it so much!
Their regret was causing their bodies to subconsciously use their mouths in breathing, rather than their nostrils. So now, when standing outside the company gates and listening to the excitement of their fellow villagers, they all wished they could slap their former selves to death.
What about those who initially bought shares and withdrew them in the end? Of course, there were some who withdrew a majority of their shares, keeping just 1 share.
Even though they regretted not keeping it all, they at least had something in the company. But for those with absolutely nothing, they kept staring at the Wen family and the Jiang family, wanting to rush up to these bastards and fight them to death.
However, after sensing their intentions, the Wens and Jiang's fled in a haste, not daring to watch this close up anymore.
~Oops…
After all the beating they've received these past few days, they dared not stay so close to watch the excitement.
You don't understand. They have been spat at by other children, ganged up against with a sack on their heads, tripped and even cursed at with mouth loads of saliva spewing their way.
In and out the vehicles drove. And with almost all shareholders, women, children and men assisting, they were finally able to get everything packed and sent out before the day ended.
Why… It was already 9:15 PM when they loaded and sent the last truck off.
Everyone's body was heavy and fatigued, but they didn't care at all. They all gathered so late at night after such a heavy day's work. No one had gone farming today because of such a big matter.
Even those who weren't shareholders, didn't have the gull ladder, the liver, or heart to work right now. After confirming that the work was finally over, everyone of course lined up to take their rewards for the day.
Gort emerged from his office, with a broad smile. He gave a deep bow, before parting his lips. "Uncles, aunties, everyone… Thank you for all your hard work! We would have never gotten so many shipments out in one day if not for you all!"
Hey…
Several people scratched their heads and laughed awkwardly. Their chests also swelling with pride, feeling they were greatly valued by a genius.
"Nephew Gort, what are you saying? If we, your uncle's and aunts don't help now, who will?"
"Ayy… This is nothing. Let me tell you that in my younger days, I could even load up 500 trucks in one day, all by myself!"
"Pffft~... Just you? Who was it who kept complaining of tiredness and skipping formwork to go play by the river back in those days?"
"Bah! If you can load 500 trucks on your own, then I can also carry 4 lions on my head while balancing 2 trucks on both hands."
Gort chuckled, feeling warmth in his heart. He knew that regardless of the few bad seeds among the villagers, a majority of them were simple minded, straightforward and good at heart. "Everyone, as promised, here are your rewards!"
Great! Several people lined up, carried their rewards and rushed home to turn in for the night.
So big! The tomatoes, watermelons and ginseng weighed so much that they were already sweating before reaching their kitchens.
"Didn't he say that even if we cut it open, it wouldn't go back or begin the rotting process?"
Well, although it was typically too late for them to eat as per their usual eating time, they still cut the watermelons, chewing on the juicy sticks with relish.
Little children or 3 and even 5, eat with excitement, wishing their bellies could take in more food than now.
"Mom, when I grow up, I want to be a farmer like my brother Gort!"
Their mouths still wanted more, but their bellies refused to take in more.
Hey… It was incredible how filling and delicious everything was. Some of them had fridges, while others did not. And even the fridges they had were very old fridges used several generations ago. Many in today's world will call these fridges vintage.
In fact, these fridges could no longer be sold in any stores. For those who didn't have fridges, they had their local cellars underground to store food. The temperature there were fridge temperatures that kept everything cool.
It was amazing to know that after eating so many watermelon strips, they still didn't eat 1/5th of the watermelons.
Several families stored these foods with care. And in the days, weeks and even time to come, their eyes would widen so wide after seeing how well preserved and intact these foods remained.
Amazing!... It was an agricultural miracle.
Of course, all this was in the future.
For now, they were only marveled by the taste and by the quantity stored within each food.