The sun at dusk gradually sank into the sea, and the sparkling golden wafts gradually drifted away against the sea tide.
A young man wearing a sapphire blue shawl and wearing a devilish silk dress woven out of the reservoir area, and the most luxurious hotel in the port area happened to catch his eye.
The name of the hotel is Triumph.
It is said that the owner here is a local citizen of Jingalun Port.
After seizing control of the settlement and confirming the ownership of the property, the alliance returned the property to the original owner and changed its business license.
In order to thank the alliance for its generosity and celebrate the liberation of Golden Gallon Port, the boss immediately changed the name of the hotel from Empire to Triumph.
I heard that the guy actually wanted to change his name directly to Alliance at the beginning, but it was rejected by the City Hall on the grounds that he was not allowed to use misleading signs.
Dalia didn't care about the origin of the hotel, but what interested him was the alliance's attitude towards the port.
It is obvious that when the war reaches this point, the alliance's soldiers probably won't withdraw from here, or even if they withdraw, they won't withdraw completely.
After investing such a huge cost, even if they are not prepared to directly include this place as part of the alliance territory, at least they will establish an indirectly controlled puppet Z palace in the local area.
Otherwise, there was no need to give food to the locals, but they should directly snatch the pockets of these survivors like the Willant people.
Or at least snatch all the fat and oily nobles.
Judging from the current performance, Dalia can almost conclude that the alliance is not just untiing the slaves' shackles and leaving them alone, but intends to seriously govern the land.
If this is true, then this settlement of millions of people will undoubtedly usher in a huge opportunity for development, and may become the second Silver Moon Bay!
As an armed merchant with his own cargo ship and private guard, if he doesn't even have the most basic sense of business, he might as well sell the ship and go home to farm.
However, it is impossible for him to only consider the benefits of one thing and ignore the objective risks. It will be meaningless if the money he earned cannot be taken away.
In the end, doing business on the shore is different from being at sea. The latter is a one-time deal. At most, you need to look at the weather going out to sea and deal with alien species and not strong pirates. The former requires continuous dealings with complex local forces.
Especially places like Golden Gallon Port.
This was once the largest population trading port along the Bharati Sea coast, and the local situation may be even more complicated than he thought.
He needs to figure out two things.
What kind of order does the alliance plan to establish in the local area.
as well as
How far can they do?
He believed that it was not just that he was curious about these two issues, but all the businessmen who docked here were full of curiosity.
The authorities in the Golden Gallon Port prepared a welcome dinner for their guests who came from afar at the Triumph Hotel.
I heard that important people in this settlement will appear at this banquet.
He can take this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to observe...
Walking onto the red carpet at the entrance of the hotel.
He showed the invitation letter in his hand to the waiter standing aside, who bowed slightly and made a gesture to the inner door.
Please, sir.
Always feeling that the temperament of this waiter is a bit extraordinary, Dalia couldn't help but say something curiously.
Are you a noble here?
The waiter was slightly stunned, then said with a gentle smile.
Of course not, I am a servant of the noble...but those "iron men" have returned my freedom, and now I am employed by this hotel.
Iron Man... After chewing on this word repeatedly, Dalia continued to ask curiously, do you know that they are actually members of the alliance?
The waiter nodded slightly and continued gentlely.
I know, but I am used to using this title, and there are many people here that are actually the same.
Dalia stared at the waiter's eyes for a while, trying to find the mark of the slave in his eyes, but unexpectedly found that she could not find that kind of thing.
The waiter's gaze did not dodge, but responded to his gaze in a normal manner, neither too flattering nor respectful to the shame of self-deprecating in the dust, as if one was looking at another.
A hint of surprise could not help but rise in Dalia's eyes.
As he met every local person he had seen, he had his head down, and even if it was just a chance touch, it would make them run away hastily.
Even though most of them are born free people.
It can be seen that the master who was served by this waiter should be an amazing person, otherwise even the servants in the family would have received a good education.
At least in the Bharat Province, this self-esteem is extremely rare...
...You give me a completely different feeling from others. It seems that your former master should be an amazing guy.
Hearing this, the waiter smiled and said softly.
I am very grateful to Governor Nihak for his cultivation of me, whether he was for showing off or for anything else, that he taught me to read and write.As for whether he is amazing, please allow me to retain a negative opinion. This is different from whether I thank him or not.
Amused by this funny statement, Dalia said with a smile.
You shouldn't be a waiter here, you should go out to sea to make more money.
The waiter nodded slightly.
It's less than a month since I'm free. I plan to start with the work I can do. Maybe I will consider your suggestions in the future... By the way, we've been talking for too long. Can you please let me take you to the banquet hall?
He was not the only waiter at the door, but the banquet was about to begin.
Realizing that he had disturbed his work, Dalia said with a hearty smile.
Please take me over... By the way, my name is Dalia. Can you tell me your name?
The waiter nodded slightly.
Of course, my name is Zaid.
Zayed...
Dalia silently wrote down this name in her heart.
It seems that this land is not completely hopeless.
Not all of the million faces looked desperate, but there was still a faint spark of fire that was emitting a glow like fireflies.
Following Zaid's footsteps to the banquet hall, Dalia saw that the spacious hall was almost filled with guests in gorgeous clothes.
All kinds of faces gathered in the luxuriously decorated banquet hall, and people gathered together in groups of three or five to chat with each other.
He noticed two familiar faces.
One of them is Bugala, the sausage tycoon in Silver Moon Bay. The entire Hump Kingdom sausage is produced by his meat food processing factory!
The other person is even more amazing. It is Ikabu, the president of Silver Moon Bay Merchant Association!
The textiles produced by the industry under its name account for 30% of the entire Hump Kingdom market and 23% of the textile industry exports. Due to its huge tax revenue, they were also received by the King of Hump Kingdom and were awarded the title of honorary sir.
Dalia showed a surprised expression on her face.
I didn't expect this guy to be here too!
He only knows now!
What surprised him even more was the content of the conversation between the two.
While they were still hesitating, they seemed to have begun to think about investing in and building a factory here?!
I heard that Baiyue Company plans to build a steel plant and a cement plant here.
oh?Who did you hear?
I just walked around the Knights' Road, where there was a recruitment announcement, and a worker paid 1,500 gallons a month.
1500 gallons...will that be 150 silver coins?!
Very cheap, isn't it?I guess even dogs won’t take a look at this salary in Dawn City, but it’s already a high salary for locals.If the import tax is not very high and the supply of materials in the port can be stable, the money is enough to exchange for more than 100 kilograms of corn, and they probably don’t have that much soil for a month.
Hiss... When you said this, I suddenly felt that the salary was too high.
I am afraid that the alliance will also implement their labor law here.
It's not impossible, but I'll probably refer to the actual situation in the local area. Dawn City didn't use the current rules on the first day... And according to the laws of the alliance, I'll pay them 7,200 gallons a month. I bet they will exchange their salary for food as soon as possible.
Haha, that's a disaster... But if the monthly salary of 150 silver coins can be made to spend one-third of their income on clothes, beds and curtains, it would probably be a considerable market.
Are you planning to open a textile factory here?
why not?This is originally the origin of flax and dyes. The empire's embargo may be a problem, but it should improve when the ceasefire agreement takes effect.
Although eavesdropping is a bad behavior, Dalia still listened carefully to every sentence they talked about and was tickled by the business opportunities.
He is engaged in grain import and export, and it may be difficult to expand his old business on the shore. He will definitely not be able to defeat these bigwigs who have been deeply engaged in their respective fields for more than ten years.
But at this moment he thought of someone
It was the waiter he just met at the hotel entrance.
The fight in the first and second industries will definitely be extremely tragic, but no one seems to be looking at this part of the tertiary industry, especially the service industry.
He doesn't have much capital, but while there is not much hot money in Golden Gallon Port now, it's still more than enough to invest in one or two hotels.
If so many big guys really have optimistic about the future business prospects here, it seems like a good idea to make money from those big guys.
Dalia's mind couldn't help but become active.
Maybe after the banquet, he can talk to that interesting guy...
The talks were not only made by the merchants in Silver Moon Bay, but also by some local merchants and the nobles who lived on Tulip Street.
Perhaps because they were dragged out of their home some time ago, although many small and medium-sized nobles were still forcing their decent smiles, a considerable number of the great nobles who suffered losses had already written the words of dissatisfaction on their faces.
Not entirely dissatisfaction with the league.
And the new nobles who are making trouble.
For example, the militia leader named Lasi was drunk before the banquet started, like a baboon that could not find his own home.
What’s even more hateful is that Sheriff Biharry was just a dog of Governor Nihak. Now that he has a new owner, his nose is almost tilted to the sky!
As for what port area sheriff Mandal and others, it is simply disgusting to shake the dog's tail.
It's really blinding their dog eyes!
Don’t look at who is truly noble blood!
At this moment, a loud clapping sound suddenly came from the center of the banquet hall.
Please calm down first. Please allow me to take up some precious time before the banquet begins.
Hearing the voice, everyone turned their eyes to the center of the banquet hall, and saw a man in a blue coat standing there with a smile on his face.
Whether it was that handsome face, the inadvertent intellectual elegance between his eyebrows, or the iconic coat on him, they immediately became the focus of attention of the audience.
The residents of the shelter are all very good-looking, but apart from the noble ladies and ladies who are burning in their eyes, most of the guests' eyes are still focused more on his coat.
Refuge No. 404!
Looking at the young face and the familiar clothes, Dalia couldn't help but feel a little expectation in her eyes.
The highlight is finally coming!
……
Looking at the pair of eyes that focused on expectation, Fang Chang finally felt a little bit of the fun of the manager.
People looked forward to it, paid attention to every word he said, repeatedly pondered every word he said, and bet on him all his hopes and wealth.
This even made him more pleasant than the balance of his deposit.
He felt a huge force in his hand.
Under the influence of this force, he can not only turn dirt into gold, but also turn gold into dirt, and even turn the dream he had last night into reality
Of course, this is just an exaggerated metaphor.
Since he had a helmet, he hadn't had those bizarre dreams for a long time.
…Welcome to Jingalun Port. This is a banquet prepared for you. You are the hosts of this banquet. I don’t plan to occupy too much time by scattering the guests.
Using a humble word as the opening remark, Fang Chang cleared his throat in front of everyone and continued politely.
I'll just say two things.
Our original intention of coming here has not changed. We must establish an order that can be maintained for a long time, and a normal order, otherwise the blood shed for this will be meaningless.Of course, we will not be too demanding of local survivors for eating the same rice as us. We only make the most basic requirements on the issue of principle. As for what kind of life we want to live in the future, this is a question that the locals should think about themselves.
Secondly, the order that cannot be filled with the stomach is empty talk. While establishing a new order, we will focus on economic development.After all, only by allowing local survivors to live affluent life and regain their hope for the future, hospitals and schools will grow from this land like mushrooms after a rain, and the order we have established can obtain real meaning.
To this end, the new authorities approved a total of 37 infrastructure plans, including road construction, bridge repair, drainage facilities repair, and shantytown reconstruction. The specific project plans have been announced on the bulletin board of the city hall. Interested friends can go to the government affairs hall for consultation. If you don’t know what to do, you can directly come to the port’s Governor’s Office to ask me.
The total project budget is around 1 billion gallons, and it is expected to leverage the market of 10 billion... After all, there are so many people in this settlement. Even if you can make each person earn 55 more gallons a day, and then make half of their annual income from their pockets, it is enough.
Fang Chang noticed that when he said this, even the local nobles and gentry who had originally had dissatisfaction on their faces could not help but show a moving expression at this moment.
Although they are pedantic, it does not mean that they have not learned to arithmetic.
One hundred billion gallons!
In other words, it is billion silver coins!
Although the Xilan Empire did not use silver coins as its main foreign exchange reserve, judging from the attitudes of those merchants in Silver Moon Bay, the exchange rate between the dinar and silver coins they widely recognized is 3 to 5:1.
In other words, this market is worth at least 3 billion dinars!Even more amazing than His Majesty’s deposits in the local area!
After finishing this math problem with his fingers, almost every nobleman showed an expression of incredible expression on his face.
After all, even if all the animals in the entire settlement were sold, and all sold at an average price of 1,000 dinars, they would definitely not be able to sell such an amazing sky-high price.
No
It would be better to say that even the fraction of this 3 billion is not enough!
Fang Chang knew very well what these guys were surprised about, it was nothing more than calculating the childish addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and trying to use shallow cognition to understand things they had never seen before.
Of course, one million beasts are not sold at a sky-high price of billions of dinars, but that is because a group of stupid pigs sold people as animals.
In fact, anyone's needs can become the soil for another person to develop creativity. The two things that raise demands and solve demands almost run through the main line of human reproduction and nurturing civilization.
Even in the most extreme cases, a debt worker whose demand is castrated to the point of being left with food, clothing, housing and transportation can create far less than the value that a slave in the hands of a feudal master can compare to.
And if he is a dignified and educated worker, he will even find ways to improve the tools and methods of production by himself, thinking about making himself more dignified... Even if this guy eats more, uses more, and even has many requirements and problems.
Of course, Fang Chang didn't plan to explain so much to them.
The resentment and resistance to progress is a gift that flows in the blood vessels of feudal aristocracy and conservative forces, whether it is the advancement of productivity or anything else, after all, the superiority of their needs comes largely from the suffering of another group of people.
No matter how much he explains, he is nonsense. They have ten thousand ways to make a name for themselves. For example, the sages of the sun are the truth of all things. This is what the ancestors of the prosperity era said.
The respected manager never explained anything to the slave owners who lost their slaves and the slaves who missed their masters.
When the sun rises, the cold night will naturally dissipate. If one is not enough, come a few more times. There will always be a glimmer of hope in the ashes.
He paused, and he continued.
…In order to show support for the new authorities’ infrastructure projects and to support the infrastructure projects in French Fries Port, Baiyue Company decided to set an example, investing at least 20 million silver coins to introduce a steel and cement production line from the alliance, investing in the establishment of a steel plant with an annual output of 500,000 tons in Jinjialun Port, and a cement plant with an annual output of one million tons.
We sincerely hope that the lives of local survivors can be on track as soon as possible. At the same time, we also hope that the future Golden Gallon Port can play a more important role in the wasteland... and it is a role in the positive sense!
Looking at the guests who were listening with breath, a gentle smile appeared on their faces and continued in a relaxed tone.
That's all, nothing else.I was so dry and you were probably tired... Enjoy the banquet, friends from afar!
By the way, the wine at the banquet was kept by Governor Nihak for his Majesty, although he was still praying in prison that his Majesty would save him.But honestly, I recommend food on the food truck more than those that make you dizzy.Although those things are not delicacies, they are just things that are often visible in our hometown...
As the words fell, a waiter had already pushed the dining cart and appeared on both sides of the banquet hall and opened the silver round cover.
The roasted roast duck, braised pork wrapped in wax red soup, Mapo tofu sprinkled with pepper and chopped green onion, as well as grilled shrimp, roasted meat and scallops and oysters roasted with charcoal fire, etc. In addition, there are various fruits, steamed products and pastries.
For players, these foods are definitely not unfamiliar. You may be able to find them after taking off your helmet and going downstairs for a walk.
But the survivors on the wasteland, especially the survivors on this uncivilized land, were really shocked.
It is not just the food itself that surprises people. It can be seen that the ingredients used in these foods are all common and visible, but the way to deal with the ingredients is unheard of.
A series of dazzling delicacies appeared in everyone's sight, and the tempting fragrance lingers on everyone's nose.
Not just technology
Even they had only that little bit of the pride of the spice country lost completely in the face of the bottomless food culture.
Director Mandal swallowed.
Compared with these things, Prince Dilip ate pig food!
The same is true for the drunk Lasi. When he saw the dazzling array of delicious food, he reached out and rubbed his red nose like he saw the kingdom of heaven, and even sobered up a lot of wine.
Compared with the merchants in Silver Moon Bay, it is obvious that the local old nobles and wealthy gentry were shocked.
Although a meal is not enough to change their attitude towards the alliance, after all, no one here lacks this meal, the rows of food trucks that they can't stand still make them doubt the superiority they have had in the past few decades.
These……
Just something that is usually visible in Dawn City?
Can even ordinary people enjoy it?!
Confusion appeared on his face, and even doubted himself.
Then what are they?
Beggar?
Once upon a time, they could still use the alliance to use the strong army, but the supplies were scarce and there were no groups of slaves to serve them, so they didn't know what to enjoy to comfort themselves.
But now they found that not to mention comparing with the league's managers, they were even worse than the most ordinary survivors in the league...
What kind of bragging about?... Ordinary people can afford it. If you have the ability, don’t buy the beef from the Bharat Province!You gophers can't starve to death...
Of course, you are not allowed to buy Luoxia travelers!
A rich businessman from the cattle tribe muttered and cursed in a voice that only he could hear, but his mung bean-like eyes kept glancing on the dining car, wanting to take a look at what kind of meat that round monster thing was.
Except for those distinguished guests from Silver Moon Bay and the upstarts from Golden Gallon Port, they had already come to the dining cart, and almost no nobleman moved their noble legs.
It’s not that they are not curious about what the fancy food looks like, but that they are waiting for the servant to bring the plates up.
Until they found that the food actually needed to be picked up by themselves, until the few people could not stand the seductive fragrance, someone gradually stepped forward one after another, reached out to take off the plate from the long table covered with white dining cloth.
A count with a net worth of over 100 million Xilan coins clumsyly pulled a piece of braised pork chop that was as soft as soup into the spoon with a fork, and then slowly put it into his mouth.
The shock that moment was written in his eyes was like looking at His Majesty's palace, just like the survivors of Qingquan City first met the majestic Trailblazer.
It is fat but not greasy, melts in the mouth, soft, glutinous and sweet...
This is...
What meat?!
A lost expression appeared on his face, and also on the faces of many people with the same identity as him.
I always feel like I lost...
Appreciating the wonderful and diverse faces and the voracious people with voracious expressions, Fang Chang took a champagne from the tray handed over by the waiter.
This is one of the treasures of Wutuo Xilan, produced in the distant city of Triumph.
Those Willant people are indeed very good at making wine.
He raised his glasses to the guests, but he seemed to be paying tribute to another distant friend and gently touched the light that had sprinkled from the ceiling of the central ceiling of the banquet hall.
cheers!
……
The banquet officially began.
The buffet on the first floor is mainly for NPCs, and the second floor is open to players who are active in the port area. Shareholders, employees and personnel from cooperative units of Baiyue Company can enter for free. It is enough for a single player to pay a ticket of 50 silver coins.
Just as the guests were making it very hard, the scrambled eggs of tomatoes that came out of the kitchen were so tired that they sat on the chair and cursed.
Damn, I'm so exhausted.
His physical system of more than 30 levels was so tired that he became like this. If it weren't for the awakened person, he would have been exhausted to death.
To be honest, this place is worthy of being a civilized saline-alkali land. The local survivors' understanding of food is to mash the ingredients and cook them into lakes, and then throw the main ingredients that can be added into the pot and stew them.
The rich content and the taste of the food depend on the financial ability of the head of the family. Generally, the richer the family, the stranger the food, and the richer the taste.
This is true even for hotels that are mainly open to foreign guests.
Although the locals were eating with relish, the brothers of the Burning Corps all expressed that they could not bear it. After staying here for a long time, they would rather eat lunch meat than go out to the restaurant, or they would go to the canteen near the port archives point to solve the problem.
In order to improve the food of the local garrison and to inject a little shock to the locals, Fang Chang called him over to teach the chefs here to cook.
As a result, just to teach the dozen or twenty clumsy silly cut vegetables, he almost got angry with high blood pressure.
He somewhat realized the feeling of the brothers in the cattle and horse herd teaching the militia to fight.
When several senior apprentices next to him saw him sitting down, they hurried over to rub the man's shoulders and back. Even the boss of the Triumph Hotel ran out with a smile and poured him a cup of tea himself.
Thank you for your hard work... Oh no, sir, hehe.He suddenly remembered that these people didn't like the word "Master", so he changed his words temporarily.
The Iron Man taught his chef to cook. If the news spread, it would be that his Triumph Hotel will be popular until next year or after.
And he opened his eyes during this period.
It turns out that a few ordinary foods can play so many strange tricks, and a piece of pork can make hundreds of dishes.
Not to mention that these Iron Man bosses gave money to rent his hotel, they just used his kitchen without giving money, and he felt it was worth it!
Scrambled eggs with tomatoes took the water and took a sip, and couldn't help but complain.
How did your previous guests eat it?Just those things?
The boss was stunned for a moment, touching the back of his head in confusion, not understanding what the question was.
After holding it in for a long time, he said something wrongly.
Sir, before... we didn't bring the birth to it before.
Scrambled eggs with tomatoes: …
Good guy.
It turns out that it's enough to get it familiar!
……
The banquet was overwhelmed by the cups and plates, and the banquet came to an end without realizing it.
The guests stepped out of the gate of the Triumph Hotel with their round belly. The two of them were almost dying of a dull look, which was enough to show their satisfaction with the food.
Sitting by the window on the second floor, looking at the guests who left the hotel with round belly, Rouru couldn't help but mutter.
If these guys eat less, more people will be full.
！
Tail subconsciously pulled out the skewers from his mouth, but saw that the kebab looked out of the window and quietly stuffed them back.
Holding the teacup, Ss put it back on the teacup.
No, more people will starve to death.
Nor can we?Ruo Rou retracted her gaze from outside the window, and looked at the moon's dazed sesame paste and curiously looked at her.
Sce said casually.
Even managers can’t do it. Maybe it’s okay to directly adjust data planning, but we obviously can’t do that.
Ruo Rou asked in confusion.
Why?
Sis thought for a moment.
Have you ever fed a groundhog?
Sesame paste raised her hand with a smile.
I've fed it!The little one is very cute.
Ruo Rou nodded, and her furry face still showed confusion and confusion.
Put some sugar into the teacup, Sis continued.
Those guys are not small or cute at all. They are the most fierce to their kind, and they can tear them up for food even when there is enough food.If the one who can be beaten best is not full, other groundhogs will have no chance to grab tourists' food and can only wait for the breeder to feed them.
Humans are far more cunning than other animals. Even if we send food to every local survivor like breeders, there will definitely be a taller, fatter, and stronger person who will use coercion and inducement, or even a way we cannot imagine, to get the food away from other weaker similar people.
No matter what kind of production relationship is established, we have to choose a sequence of formal and substantial results.Either we use ‘correct’ to regulate their open behavior and let them tempt on the edge of vague rules, or we set up a clear rule to allow them to fully utilize their instincts within the scope of the rules.
Ruo Rou still didn't quite understand and asked muttered.
Can't we ask together?
The two things do not seem to be contradictory, at least in her opinion.
Wouldn't it be enough to just write all the correct things into the rules?
Just like Kelly, attaching magic to the bullet.
Upon hearing this, Si Si couldn't help but hold his forehead, and was having a headache about how to explain this profound problem in a simple way. He burped his tail, which was swallowing the food all over his mouth, comfortably.
belch!Ruoru is already an adult, it’s not bad, but only children do multiple-choice questions.But reality is a different matter. This is a game. That kind of good thing will not be cheap for you. Maybe the price will be paid quietly when you make a choice.
Eh?!
Looking at Awei, who looked serious and the stunned flesh, Sis was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said.
That's right, that's it.
Speaking of which, games are really a great invention.
No wonder what primitive people learned first was dancing around a bonfire than calendars and arithmetics...
……
Not only the NPCs were full of wine and food, but the players were also full of oil. There were even long queues in front of the toilet on the second floor, and some guys who couldn't help but simply went to the first floor.
The appetite of the awakened person is quite amazing, especially the four-stage physical system and strength system. Although it is not an exaggeration to be able to eat half of the cow if you really have your belly open.
As for the extra qualities...
It can only be discharged out through a strong digestive system.
I was slightly drunk in the banquet hall on the first floor. Fang Chang, who was struggling on the edge of the drop, waved his index finger and bragged to Lao Bai beside him in a nonsense.
This meal at least brought us an investment of hundreds of millions of silver coins to our plan. After those guys returned to Silver Moon Bay, this number might be several times more... By then, not only Jin Jialun Port, but also the source of building materials for French Fries Port will be solved.
Lao Bai joked and said, helping this tilted guy walk to the archive.
Gallon Port makes money and spending, do you want to take it home after you have a separate life?
Fang Chang chuckled and moved his neck.
That's right!Well, of course we don’t include us... but what we want is not the pile of useless pieces of paper, but more valuable things. Why not turn them into more valuable things and bring them back?The locals not only will they not hate us for throwing their Majesty into the blame, but they will also be grateful to us!
Lao Bai joked.
If you were to sell their waists before.
Fang Chang rolled his eyes.
I have never sold any stupid things, thank you, and even if I have considered it, I have only considered the renewable one.And when did this idea become what I did? Aren’t it all those dogs clamoring on the forum every day to sell the meat, trash and the waist of the physical system to make money? I just contacted a buyer for them while doing the task.
Of course, in the end, because the buyer also took over the plunder's business, they treated it as a wild monster.
That was a long time ago.
He paused, and continued with a burp.
In fact, compared to the "foreign businessmen" attracted from Yinyue Bay and the professional players who are active in that area, I want to spend more than 100 million Xilan coins piled in the bank. I always rely on those sneaky little fights. I am afraid that we will not spend all the money when the empire goes bankrupt.
Sneaky?Lao Bai looked at him in confusion.
If you remember correctly, the Empire should have imposed an embargo on them, and no goods can be imported from the inland port of the Yongliu River.
Don't you know?
Fang Chang looked at him strangely, and then muttered to himself with his head buried.
I thought you knew it.
Just as the two walked towards the save point, on the ceasefire line between the alliance and the Empire, a group of sneaky figures were quietly approaching the Imperial Army's position under the cover of the night...
A young man wearing a sapphire blue shawl and wearing a devilish silk dress woven out of the reservoir area, and the most luxurious hotel in the port area happened to catch his eye.
The name of the hotel is Triumph.
It is said that the owner here is a local citizen of Jingalun Port.
After seizing control of the settlement and confirming the ownership of the property, the alliance returned the property to the original owner and changed its business license.
In order to thank the alliance for its generosity and celebrate the liberation of Golden Gallon Port, the boss immediately changed the name of the hotel from Empire to Triumph.
I heard that the guy actually wanted to change his name directly to Alliance at the beginning, but it was rejected by the City Hall on the grounds that he was not allowed to use misleading signs.
Dalia didn't care about the origin of the hotel, but what interested him was the alliance's attitude towards the port.
It is obvious that when the war reaches this point, the alliance's soldiers probably won't withdraw from here, or even if they withdraw, they won't withdraw completely.
After investing such a huge cost, even if they are not prepared to directly include this place as part of the alliance territory, at least they will establish an indirectly controlled puppet Z palace in the local area.
Otherwise, there was no need to give food to the locals, but they should directly snatch the pockets of these survivors like the Willant people.
Or at least snatch all the fat and oily nobles.
Judging from the current performance, Dalia can almost conclude that the alliance is not just untiing the slaves' shackles and leaving them alone, but intends to seriously govern the land.
If this is true, then this settlement of millions of people will undoubtedly usher in a huge opportunity for development, and may become the second Silver Moon Bay!
As an armed merchant with his own cargo ship and private guard, if he doesn't even have the most basic sense of business, he might as well sell the ship and go home to farm.
However, it is impossible for him to only consider the benefits of one thing and ignore the objective risks. It will be meaningless if the money he earned cannot be taken away.
In the end, doing business on the shore is different from being at sea. The latter is a one-time deal. At most, you need to look at the weather going out to sea and deal with alien species and not strong pirates. The former requires continuous dealings with complex local forces.
Especially places like Golden Gallon Port.
This was once the largest population trading port along the Bharati Sea coast, and the local situation may be even more complicated than he thought.
He needs to figure out two things.
What kind of order does the alliance plan to establish in the local area.
as well as
How far can they do?
He believed that it was not just that he was curious about these two issues, but all the businessmen who docked here were full of curiosity.
The authorities in the Golden Gallon Port prepared a welcome dinner for their guests who came from afar at the Triumph Hotel.
I heard that important people in this settlement will appear at this banquet.
He can take this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to observe...
Walking onto the red carpet at the entrance of the hotel.
He showed the invitation letter in his hand to the waiter standing aside, who bowed slightly and made a gesture to the inner door.
Please, sir.
Always feeling that the temperament of this waiter is a bit extraordinary, Dalia couldn't help but say something curiously.
Are you a noble here?
The waiter was slightly stunned, then said with a gentle smile.
Of course not, I am a servant of the noble...but those "iron men" have returned my freedom, and now I am employed by this hotel.
Iron Man... After chewing on this word repeatedly, Dalia continued to ask curiously, do you know that they are actually members of the alliance?
The waiter nodded slightly and continued gentlely.
I know, but I am used to using this title, and there are many people here that are actually the same.
Dalia stared at the waiter's eyes for a while, trying to find the mark of the slave in his eyes, but unexpectedly found that she could not find that kind of thing.
The waiter's gaze did not dodge, but responded to his gaze in a normal manner, neither too flattering nor respectful to the shame of self-deprecating in the dust, as if one was looking at another.
A hint of surprise could not help but rise in Dalia's eyes.
As he met every local person he had seen, he had his head down, and even if it was just a chance touch, it would make them run away hastily.
Even though most of them are born free people.
It can be seen that the master who was served by this waiter should be an amazing person, otherwise even the servants in the family would have received a good education.
At least in the Bharat Province, this self-esteem is extremely rare...
...You give me a completely different feeling from others. It seems that your former master should be an amazing guy.
Hearing this, the waiter smiled and said softly.
I am very grateful to Governor Nihak for his cultivation of me, whether he was for showing off or for anything else, that he taught me to read and write.As for whether he is amazing, please allow me to retain a negative opinion. This is different from whether I thank him or not.
Amused by this funny statement, Dalia said with a smile.
You shouldn't be a waiter here, you should go out to sea to make more money.
The waiter nodded slightly.
It's less than a month since I'm free. I plan to start with the work I can do. Maybe I will consider your suggestions in the future... By the way, we've been talking for too long. Can you please let me take you to the banquet hall?
He was not the only waiter at the door, but the banquet was about to begin.
Realizing that he had disturbed his work, Dalia said with a hearty smile.
Please take me over... By the way, my name is Dalia. Can you tell me your name?
The waiter nodded slightly.
Of course, my name is Zaid.
Zayed...
Dalia silently wrote down this name in her heart.
It seems that this land is not completely hopeless.
Not all of the million faces looked desperate, but there was still a faint spark of fire that was emitting a glow like fireflies.
Following Zaid's footsteps to the banquet hall, Dalia saw that the spacious hall was almost filled with guests in gorgeous clothes.
All kinds of faces gathered in the luxuriously decorated banquet hall, and people gathered together in groups of three or five to chat with each other.
He noticed two familiar faces.
One of them is Bugala, the sausage tycoon in Silver Moon Bay. The entire Hump Kingdom sausage is produced by his meat food processing factory!
The other person is even more amazing. It is Ikabu, the president of Silver Moon Bay Merchant Association!
The textiles produced by the industry under its name account for 30% of the entire Hump Kingdom market and 23% of the textile industry exports. Due to its huge tax revenue, they were also received by the King of Hump Kingdom and were awarded the title of honorary sir.
Dalia showed a surprised expression on her face.
I didn't expect this guy to be here too!
He only knows now!
What surprised him even more was the content of the conversation between the two.
While they were still hesitating, they seemed to have begun to think about investing in and building a factory here?!
I heard that Baiyue Company plans to build a steel plant and a cement plant here.
oh?Who did you hear?
I just walked around the Knights' Road, where there was a recruitment announcement, and a worker paid 1,500 gallons a month.
1500 gallons...will that be 150 silver coins?!
Very cheap, isn't it?I guess even dogs won’t take a look at this salary in Dawn City, but it’s already a high salary for locals.If the import tax is not very high and the supply of materials in the port can be stable, the money is enough to exchange for more than 100 kilograms of corn, and they probably don’t have that much soil for a month.
Hiss... When you said this, I suddenly felt that the salary was too high.
I am afraid that the alliance will also implement their labor law here.
It's not impossible, but I'll probably refer to the actual situation in the local area. Dawn City didn't use the current rules on the first day... And according to the laws of the alliance, I'll pay them 7,200 gallons a month. I bet they will exchange their salary for food as soon as possible.
Haha, that's a disaster... But if the monthly salary of 150 silver coins can be made to spend one-third of their income on clothes, beds and curtains, it would probably be a considerable market.
Are you planning to open a textile factory here?
why not?This is originally the origin of flax and dyes. The empire's embargo may be a problem, but it should improve when the ceasefire agreement takes effect.
Although eavesdropping is a bad behavior, Dalia still listened carefully to every sentence they talked about and was tickled by the business opportunities.
He is engaged in grain import and export, and it may be difficult to expand his old business on the shore. He will definitely not be able to defeat these bigwigs who have been deeply engaged in their respective fields for more than ten years.
But at this moment he thought of someone
It was the waiter he just met at the hotel entrance.
The fight in the first and second industries will definitely be extremely tragic, but no one seems to be looking at this part of the tertiary industry, especially the service industry.
He doesn't have much capital, but while there is not much hot money in Golden Gallon Port now, it's still more than enough to invest in one or two hotels.
If so many big guys really have optimistic about the future business prospects here, it seems like a good idea to make money from those big guys.
Dalia's mind couldn't help but become active.
Maybe after the banquet, he can talk to that interesting guy...
The talks were not only made by the merchants in Silver Moon Bay, but also by some local merchants and the nobles who lived on Tulip Street.
Perhaps because they were dragged out of their home some time ago, although many small and medium-sized nobles were still forcing their decent smiles, a considerable number of the great nobles who suffered losses had already written the words of dissatisfaction on their faces.
Not entirely dissatisfaction with the league.
And the new nobles who are making trouble.
For example, the militia leader named Lasi was drunk before the banquet started, like a baboon that could not find his own home.
What’s even more hateful is that Sheriff Biharry was just a dog of Governor Nihak. Now that he has a new owner, his nose is almost tilted to the sky!
As for what port area sheriff Mandal and others, it is simply disgusting to shake the dog's tail.
It's really blinding their dog eyes!
Don’t look at who is truly noble blood!
At this moment, a loud clapping sound suddenly came from the center of the banquet hall.
Please calm down first. Please allow me to take up some precious time before the banquet begins.
Hearing the voice, everyone turned their eyes to the center of the banquet hall, and saw a man in a blue coat standing there with a smile on his face.
Whether it was that handsome face, the inadvertent intellectual elegance between his eyebrows, or the iconic coat on him, they immediately became the focus of attention of the audience.
The residents of the shelter are all very good-looking, but apart from the noble ladies and ladies who are burning in their eyes, most of the guests' eyes are still focused more on his coat.
Refuge No. 404!
Looking at the young face and the familiar clothes, Dalia couldn't help but feel a little expectation in her eyes.
The highlight is finally coming!
……
Looking at the pair of eyes that focused on expectation, Fang Chang finally felt a little bit of the fun of the manager.
People looked forward to it, paid attention to every word he said, repeatedly pondered every word he said, and bet on him all his hopes and wealth.
This even made him more pleasant than the balance of his deposit.
He felt a huge force in his hand.
Under the influence of this force, he can not only turn dirt into gold, but also turn gold into dirt, and even turn the dream he had last night into reality
Of course, this is just an exaggerated metaphor.
Since he had a helmet, he hadn't had those bizarre dreams for a long time.
…Welcome to Jingalun Port. This is a banquet prepared for you. You are the hosts of this banquet. I don’t plan to occupy too much time by scattering the guests.
Using a humble word as the opening remark, Fang Chang cleared his throat in front of everyone and continued politely.
I'll just say two things.
Our original intention of coming here has not changed. We must establish an order that can be maintained for a long time, and a normal order, otherwise the blood shed for this will be meaningless.Of course, we will not be too demanding of local survivors for eating the same rice as us. We only make the most basic requirements on the issue of principle. As for what kind of life we want to live in the future, this is a question that the locals should think about themselves.
Secondly, the order that cannot be filled with the stomach is empty talk. While establishing a new order, we will focus on economic development.After all, only by allowing local survivors to live affluent life and regain their hope for the future, hospitals and schools will grow from this land like mushrooms after a rain, and the order we have established can obtain real meaning.
To this end, the new authorities approved a total of 37 infrastructure plans, including road construction, bridge repair, drainage facilities repair, and shantytown reconstruction. The specific project plans have been announced on the bulletin board of the city hall. Interested friends can go to the government affairs hall for consultation. If you don’t know what to do, you can directly come to the port’s Governor’s Office to ask me.
The total project budget is around 1 billion gallons, and it is expected to leverage the market of 10 billion... After all, there are so many people in this settlement. Even if you can make each person earn 55 more gallons a day, and then make half of their annual income from their pockets, it is enough.
Fang Chang noticed that when he said this, even the local nobles and gentry who had originally had dissatisfaction on their faces could not help but show a moving expression at this moment.
Although they are pedantic, it does not mean that they have not learned to arithmetic.
One hundred billion gallons!
In other words, it is billion silver coins!
Although the Xilan Empire did not use silver coins as its main foreign exchange reserve, judging from the attitudes of those merchants in Silver Moon Bay, the exchange rate between the dinar and silver coins they widely recognized is 3 to 5:1.
In other words, this market is worth at least 3 billion dinars!Even more amazing than His Majesty’s deposits in the local area!
After finishing this math problem with his fingers, almost every nobleman showed an expression of incredible expression on his face.
After all, even if all the animals in the entire settlement were sold, and all sold at an average price of 1,000 dinars, they would definitely not be able to sell such an amazing sky-high price.
No
It would be better to say that even the fraction of this 3 billion is not enough!
Fang Chang knew very well what these guys were surprised about, it was nothing more than calculating the childish addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and trying to use shallow cognition to understand things they had never seen before.
Of course, one million beasts are not sold at a sky-high price of billions of dinars, but that is because a group of stupid pigs sold people as animals.
In fact, anyone's needs can become the soil for another person to develop creativity. The two things that raise demands and solve demands almost run through the main line of human reproduction and nurturing civilization.
Even in the most extreme cases, a debt worker whose demand is castrated to the point of being left with food, clothing, housing and transportation can create far less than the value that a slave in the hands of a feudal master can compare to.
And if he is a dignified and educated worker, he will even find ways to improve the tools and methods of production by himself, thinking about making himself more dignified... Even if this guy eats more, uses more, and even has many requirements and problems.
Of course, Fang Chang didn't plan to explain so much to them.
The resentment and resistance to progress is a gift that flows in the blood vessels of feudal aristocracy and conservative forces, whether it is the advancement of productivity or anything else, after all, the superiority of their needs comes largely from the suffering of another group of people.
No matter how much he explains, he is nonsense. They have ten thousand ways to make a name for themselves. For example, the sages of the sun are the truth of all things. This is what the ancestors of the prosperity era said.
The respected manager never explained anything to the slave owners who lost their slaves and the slaves who missed their masters.
When the sun rises, the cold night will naturally dissipate. If one is not enough, come a few more times. There will always be a glimmer of hope in the ashes.
He paused, and he continued.
…In order to show support for the new authorities’ infrastructure projects and to support the infrastructure projects in French Fries Port, Baiyue Company decided to set an example, investing at least 20 million silver coins to introduce a steel and cement production line from the alliance, investing in the establishment of a steel plant with an annual output of 500,000 tons in Jinjialun Port, and a cement plant with an annual output of one million tons.
We sincerely hope that the lives of local survivors can be on track as soon as possible. At the same time, we also hope that the future Golden Gallon Port can play a more important role in the wasteland... and it is a role in the positive sense!
Looking at the guests who were listening with breath, a gentle smile appeared on their faces and continued in a relaxed tone.
That's all, nothing else.I was so dry and you were probably tired... Enjoy the banquet, friends from afar!
By the way, the wine at the banquet was kept by Governor Nihak for his Majesty, although he was still praying in prison that his Majesty would save him.But honestly, I recommend food on the food truck more than those that make you dizzy.Although those things are not delicacies, they are just things that are often visible in our hometown...
As the words fell, a waiter had already pushed the dining cart and appeared on both sides of the banquet hall and opened the silver round cover.
The roasted roast duck, braised pork wrapped in wax red soup, Mapo tofu sprinkled with pepper and chopped green onion, as well as grilled shrimp, roasted meat and scallops and oysters roasted with charcoal fire, etc. In addition, there are various fruits, steamed products and pastries.
For players, these foods are definitely not unfamiliar. You may be able to find them after taking off your helmet and going downstairs for a walk.
But the survivors on the wasteland, especially the survivors on this uncivilized land, were really shocked.
It is not just the food itself that surprises people. It can be seen that the ingredients used in these foods are all common and visible, but the way to deal with the ingredients is unheard of.
A series of dazzling delicacies appeared in everyone's sight, and the tempting fragrance lingers on everyone's nose.
Not just technology
Even they had only that little bit of the pride of the spice country lost completely in the face of the bottomless food culture.
Director Mandal swallowed.
Compared with these things, Prince Dilip ate pig food!
The same is true for the drunk Lasi. When he saw the dazzling array of delicious food, he reached out and rubbed his red nose like he saw the kingdom of heaven, and even sobered up a lot of wine.
Compared with the merchants in Silver Moon Bay, it is obvious that the local old nobles and wealthy gentry were shocked.
Although a meal is not enough to change their attitude towards the alliance, after all, no one here lacks this meal, the rows of food trucks that they can't stand still make them doubt the superiority they have had in the past few decades.
These……
Just something that is usually visible in Dawn City?
Can even ordinary people enjoy it?!
Confusion appeared on his face, and even doubted himself.
Then what are they?
Beggar?
Once upon a time, they could still use the alliance to use the strong army, but the supplies were scarce and there were no groups of slaves to serve them, so they didn't know what to enjoy to comfort themselves.
But now they found that not to mention comparing with the league's managers, they were even worse than the most ordinary survivors in the league...
What kind of bragging about?... Ordinary people can afford it. If you have the ability, don’t buy the beef from the Bharat Province!You gophers can't starve to death...
Of course, you are not allowed to buy Luoxia travelers!
A rich businessman from the cattle tribe muttered and cursed in a voice that only he could hear, but his mung bean-like eyes kept glancing on the dining car, wanting to take a look at what kind of meat that round monster thing was.
Except for those distinguished guests from Silver Moon Bay and the upstarts from Golden Gallon Port, they had already come to the dining cart, and almost no nobleman moved their noble legs.
It’s not that they are not curious about what the fancy food looks like, but that they are waiting for the servant to bring the plates up.
Until they found that the food actually needed to be picked up by themselves, until the few people could not stand the seductive fragrance, someone gradually stepped forward one after another, reached out to take off the plate from the long table covered with white dining cloth.
A count with a net worth of over 100 million Xilan coins clumsyly pulled a piece of braised pork chop that was as soft as soup into the spoon with a fork, and then slowly put it into his mouth.
The shock that moment was written in his eyes was like looking at His Majesty's palace, just like the survivors of Qingquan City first met the majestic Trailblazer.
It is fat but not greasy, melts in the mouth, soft, glutinous and sweet...
This is...
What meat?!
A lost expression appeared on his face, and also on the faces of many people with the same identity as him.
I always feel like I lost...
Appreciating the wonderful and diverse faces and the voracious people with voracious expressions, Fang Chang took a champagne from the tray handed over by the waiter.
This is one of the treasures of Wutuo Xilan, produced in the distant city of Triumph.
Those Willant people are indeed very good at making wine.
He raised his glasses to the guests, but he seemed to be paying tribute to another distant friend and gently touched the light that had sprinkled from the ceiling of the central ceiling of the banquet hall.
cheers!
……
The banquet officially began.
The buffet on the first floor is mainly for NPCs, and the second floor is open to players who are active in the port area. Shareholders, employees and personnel from cooperative units of Baiyue Company can enter for free. It is enough for a single player to pay a ticket of 50 silver coins.
Just as the guests were making it very hard, the scrambled eggs of tomatoes that came out of the kitchen were so tired that they sat on the chair and cursed.
Damn, I'm so exhausted.
His physical system of more than 30 levels was so tired that he became like this. If it weren't for the awakened person, he would have been exhausted to death.
To be honest, this place is worthy of being a civilized saline-alkali land. The local survivors' understanding of food is to mash the ingredients and cook them into lakes, and then throw the main ingredients that can be added into the pot and stew them.
The rich content and the taste of the food depend on the financial ability of the head of the family. Generally, the richer the family, the stranger the food, and the richer the taste.
This is true even for hotels that are mainly open to foreign guests.
Although the locals were eating with relish, the brothers of the Burning Corps all expressed that they could not bear it. After staying here for a long time, they would rather eat lunch meat than go out to the restaurant, or they would go to the canteen near the port archives point to solve the problem.
In order to improve the food of the local garrison and to inject a little shock to the locals, Fang Chang called him over to teach the chefs here to cook.
As a result, just to teach the dozen or twenty clumsy silly cut vegetables, he almost got angry with high blood pressure.
He somewhat realized the feeling of the brothers in the cattle and horse herd teaching the militia to fight.
When several senior apprentices next to him saw him sitting down, they hurried over to rub the man's shoulders and back. Even the boss of the Triumph Hotel ran out with a smile and poured him a cup of tea himself.
Thank you for your hard work... Oh no, sir, hehe.He suddenly remembered that these people didn't like the word "Master", so he changed his words temporarily.
The Iron Man taught his chef to cook. If the news spread, it would be that his Triumph Hotel will be popular until next year or after.
And he opened his eyes during this period.
It turns out that a few ordinary foods can play so many strange tricks, and a piece of pork can make hundreds of dishes.
Not to mention that these Iron Man bosses gave money to rent his hotel, they just used his kitchen without giving money, and he felt it was worth it!
Scrambled eggs with tomatoes took the water and took a sip, and couldn't help but complain.
How did your previous guests eat it?Just those things?
The boss was stunned for a moment, touching the back of his head in confusion, not understanding what the question was.
After holding it in for a long time, he said something wrongly.
Sir, before... we didn't bring the birth to it before.
Scrambled eggs with tomatoes: …
Good guy.
It turns out that it's enough to get it familiar!
……
The banquet was overwhelmed by the cups and plates, and the banquet came to an end without realizing it.
The guests stepped out of the gate of the Triumph Hotel with their round belly. The two of them were almost dying of a dull look, which was enough to show their satisfaction with the food.
Sitting by the window on the second floor, looking at the guests who left the hotel with round belly, Rouru couldn't help but mutter.
If these guys eat less, more people will be full.
！
Tail subconsciously pulled out the skewers from his mouth, but saw that the kebab looked out of the window and quietly stuffed them back.
Holding the teacup, Ss put it back on the teacup.
No, more people will starve to death.
Nor can we?Ruo Rou retracted her gaze from outside the window, and looked at the moon's dazed sesame paste and curiously looked at her.
Sce said casually.
Even managers can’t do it. Maybe it’s okay to directly adjust data planning, but we obviously can’t do that.
Ruo Rou asked in confusion.
Why?
Sis thought for a moment.
Have you ever fed a groundhog?
Sesame paste raised her hand with a smile.
I've fed it!The little one is very cute.
Ruo Rou nodded, and her furry face still showed confusion and confusion.
Put some sugar into the teacup, Sis continued.
Those guys are not small or cute at all. They are the most fierce to their kind, and they can tear them up for food even when there is enough food.If the one who can be beaten best is not full, other groundhogs will have no chance to grab tourists' food and can only wait for the breeder to feed them.
Humans are far more cunning than other animals. Even if we send food to every local survivor like breeders, there will definitely be a taller, fatter, and stronger person who will use coercion and inducement, or even a way we cannot imagine, to get the food away from other weaker similar people.
No matter what kind of production relationship is established, we have to choose a sequence of formal and substantial results.Either we use ‘correct’ to regulate their open behavior and let them tempt on the edge of vague rules, or we set up a clear rule to allow them to fully utilize their instincts within the scope of the rules.
Ruo Rou still didn't quite understand and asked muttered.
Can't we ask together?
The two things do not seem to be contradictory, at least in her opinion.
Wouldn't it be enough to just write all the correct things into the rules?
Just like Kelly, attaching magic to the bullet.
Upon hearing this, Si Si couldn't help but hold his forehead, and was having a headache about how to explain this profound problem in a simple way. He burped his tail, which was swallowing the food all over his mouth, comfortably.
belch!Ruoru is already an adult, it’s not bad, but only children do multiple-choice questions.But reality is a different matter. This is a game. That kind of good thing will not be cheap for you. Maybe the price will be paid quietly when you make a choice.
Eh?!
Looking at Awei, who looked serious and the stunned flesh, Sis was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said.
That's right, that's it.
Speaking of which, games are really a great invention.
No wonder what primitive people learned first was dancing around a bonfire than calendars and arithmetics...
……
Not only the NPCs were full of wine and food, but the players were also full of oil. There were even long queues in front of the toilet on the second floor, and some guys who couldn't help but simply went to the first floor.
The appetite of the awakened person is quite amazing, especially the four-stage physical system and strength system. Although it is not an exaggeration to be able to eat half of the cow if you really have your belly open.
As for the extra qualities...
It can only be discharged out through a strong digestive system.
I was slightly drunk in the banquet hall on the first floor. Fang Chang, who was struggling on the edge of the drop, waved his index finger and bragged to Lao Bai beside him in a nonsense.
This meal at least brought us an investment of hundreds of millions of silver coins to our plan. After those guys returned to Silver Moon Bay, this number might be several times more... By then, not only Jin Jialun Port, but also the source of building materials for French Fries Port will be solved.
Lao Bai joked and said, helping this tilted guy walk to the archive.
Gallon Port makes money and spending, do you want to take it home after you have a separate life?
Fang Chang chuckled and moved his neck.
That's right!Well, of course we don’t include us... but what we want is not the pile of useless pieces of paper, but more valuable things. Why not turn them into more valuable things and bring them back?The locals not only will they not hate us for throwing their Majesty into the blame, but they will also be grateful to us!
Lao Bai joked.
If you were to sell their waists before.
Fang Chang rolled his eyes.
I have never sold any stupid things, thank you, and even if I have considered it, I have only considered the renewable one.And when did this idea become what I did? Aren’t it all those dogs clamoring on the forum every day to sell the meat, trash and the waist of the physical system to make money? I just contacted a buyer for them while doing the task.
Of course, in the end, because the buyer also took over the plunder's business, they treated it as a wild monster.
That was a long time ago.
He paused, and continued with a burp.
In fact, compared to the "foreign businessmen" attracted from Yinyue Bay and the professional players who are active in that area, I want to spend more than 100 million Xilan coins piled in the bank. I always rely on those sneaky little fights. I am afraid that we will not spend all the money when the empire goes bankrupt.
Sneaky?Lao Bai looked at him in confusion.
If you remember correctly, the Empire should have imposed an embargo on them, and no goods can be imported from the inland port of the Yongliu River.
Don't you know?
Fang Chang looked at him strangely, and then muttered to himself with his head buried.
I thought you knew it.
Just as the two walked towards the save point, on the ceasefire line between the alliance and the Empire, a group of sneaky figures were quietly approaching the Imperial Army's position under the cover of the night...
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