Twenty tons of assorted meat was neither a small amount nor a particularly large one.
Back on Earth, the cold storage of any random large supermarket would likely hold far more meat than this.
Looking back at the eve of the transmigration, when Underground Shelters were being built globally, the grain reserves of any prefecture-level city easily started in the millions of tons. This alone showed just how terrifying the foundation of humanity had been during the Civilization Era.
"Mr. Su..."
Seeing Su Mo approaching from the Underground Shelter with a smile, the villagers who had been standing in a daze quickly scattered. They pretended to still have unfinished work on their hands, stealing glances in his direction from time to time.
However, a few members of the management team remained rooted to the spot like streetlamps, their faces brimming with curiosity.
"What's wrong? What do you want to ask?" Su Mo looked at Chen Shen in the front row.
"Uh, ah, this, that..."
