Chapter 1121 The Hope Agricultural Trading Company of the Whole Village

The well man is certainly not the one who dug the well.

In fact, their tic-tac-toe is actually a pictogram.

It represents the criss-crossing roads.

The Well People are also a magical race conquered by the manor owners. They live in chaotic spaces and have a natural ability to find paths.

No matter how complicated the road is, or how messy the maze is, nothing can stop them.

In the Era of Exile, the Well people did not join the competition for limited resources in the three cities and ten towns, nor did they become wanderers. They hid in the sparsely populated, barren and dark remote star field, and relied on their strong ability to identify roads to wander around. Between the Far Star Territory and other various forces.

In other words, it is precisely because of the existence of the Well People that the Remote Star Territory has room for survival.

Many well people transformed into merchant leaders and brought a large amount of supplies back to the Far Star Territory. They also brought many specialties from the Far Star Territory to various places in the Exile Era, turning this remote, dark, huge and desolate place into An integral part of Era of Exile.

Jing Concrete is one of these many Jing people.

There is nothing special about their appearance, and few people will pay attention to their race unless they identify themselves.

"The Remote Star Territory is ever-changing and mysterious. Only we Jing people can lead the caravan to find the same place twice." Jing Li said proudly, "Sir, of course I can find the steel gate you are looking for, but... …”

Jing Li's two small eyes flashed with cunning light: "But our caravan suffered heavy losses in Gold Rush Town, and we can't... ahem, we can't leave Gold Rush Town yet..."

Jing Li first knew that Zhuang Buyuan had killed the people in charge of Gold Rush Town and took control of Gold Rush Town. He felt that Zhuang Buyuan was really a cruel person. He thought he was dead, and even the caravan he had been running all his life would be destroyed. Being taken away by Zhuang Buyuan, he was naturally frightened and turned pale.

But after meeting Zhuang Buyuan, he felt that Zhuang Buyuan was actually a kind person, and naturally he began to have his own little Jiujiu.

"Oh..." Zhuang Buyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "What do you want?"

Seeing Zhuang Buyuan's displeased look, Jing Li felt a little regretful. Was he too bold? After all, now people work as swordsmen and I work as fish and meat.

Moreover, he really didn't think about what he wanted for a while.

Before Zhuang Buyuan could make up his mind, Hu Liuwa tugged on his father's sleeve. Hu Laosi lowered his head. Hu Liuwa whispered a few words in Hu Laosi's ear. Hu Laosi showed a questioning expression. With a look on her face, Hu Liuwa nodded repeatedly.

Looking at the "hope of the whole village" in his family, Hu Laosi looked at the village not far away and felt that he was a bit abrupt, but he still mustered up the courage to ask: "Do you want to invest?"

"Invest?" Jing Li was stunned, "Who invests?"

"Me." Hu Laosi said.

When Jing Li walked out of the self-help association in Gold Rush Town, he felt that he had really encountered the most ridiculous thing in his life.

A farmer who was once his slave has now become a big shot, and... he still has money to invest in his own caravan?

Although Jing Li suffered heavy losses in his business this time, his assets are something that most people can only look up to.

In his caravan, there are several giant war dogs alone, and dozens of various vehicles, including some that are larger than giant war dogs.

In his caravan, there were hundreds of slaves responsible for transportation and heavy work, and most of them were farmers.

Which one is not obedient and cautious, not even daring to raise his head to look at him. The biggest goal in his life is to regain his freedom or be sold to a benevolent master.

But this Hu Laosi actually has money to invest in his caravan?

His loss this time cannot be solved with a little money.

Does this guy... have any money? Is it enough?

This time he came to Gold Rush Town and felt that everything he saw was subversive.

Because there are actually many farmers like Hu Laosi.

Are these farmers who are so confident that they dare to walk in the middle of the road with their heads held high really the farmers he knows?

When did farmers become masters?

After taking Hu Laosi back to the Three Camels Caravan, everyone's expressions couldn't be more exciting.

A farmer actually wants to be their boss and invest in them?

Are you kidding me?

"Mr. Jing, otherwise we..." A caravan member's eyes flashed fiercely, "Knock the farmer unconscious and put him in the cabin, maybe he can sell it for a good price..."

It’s time to find a way to stop the loss now. Mr. Jing must have lost his mind to believe a farmer.

"Oh, no, no!" Jing Ru didn't want to die.

Hu Laosi didn't care about the looks of these people. As a farmer, he was used to being discriminated against.

He faced all kinds of questioning and malicious looks as he looked at the caravan in front of him.

It can be seen that Jing Lao's life is actually not good.

After so many years, the size of the caravan has not expanded, it is almost the same as when he left.

I don’t know if my vision is too high, but it seems that those giant war dogs and giant ships are more shabby.

"What does your Far Star Realm need?"

"We in the Far Star Territory need everything. What we need most are all kinds of metals and parts, followed by all kinds of food. There is no place without lack of food in the Exile Era, and I see that Gold Rush Town now has a lot more fresh fruits and vegetables, right? And that thing called candy will definitely sell well in the Far Star Territory..."

Of course Hu Laosi is rich, but he doesn't need to spend money at all.

Hu Laosi just went back to the lunch village and asked casually in the central square during lunch: "Does anyone have extra grain, fruit and vegetable quotas on hand?"

"Yes." Everyone raised their hands.

According to the contract between the farmer and the manor, the farmer can only keep 5% of the quota for using the "fine farmland" of the manor, and the rest belongs to the manor.

But for farmers, even 5% is too much. They continue to produce a large amount of food, fruits and vegetables and supply it to the food-scarce earth. Even if they only have 1/20 of it, it is still enough. Called massive.

"I have an investment opportunity now. Do you want to try it?" Hu Laosi asked in a low voice, as if he was engaging in pyramid schemes or illegal fund-raising.

"Can we farmers also be businessmen?" The farmers' eyes lit up.

"Then why not? My teacher said that princes and generals have the right to be in Ning?" Hu Liuwa raised his head and asked.

Everyone attached great importance to this "hope of the whole village" and quickly asked: "What does this mean?"

"It means that princes and generals are grown from seeds, and we farmers can also produce princes and generals!"

"What are these princes, generals and ministers?"

In the world of the manor owner, there are only manor owners, not princes.

"Don't you know how to play poker? Gouhuan Kai'er and Da Wang Xiao Wang..."

"Oh oh oh..." Everyone suddenly realized, "This... if you become a businessman, you can become the king of Gouhuan Kai..."

What is this mess?

Do not know do not know.

Why do we farmers think so much? Anyway, just believe in the hope of the whole village.

So the farmers went to their first-class fertile fields and worked for a few minutes.

Hu Laosi came to Jingcong with dozens of trucks of fruits, vegetables and grain.

"These are our investments, are they enough? If not, I will go back and get more."

"Enough...enough! Enough!" Jing Li smiled happily.

"Okay." Hu Laosi said, "I can give you all these and ensure you have enough profits, but I have a condition."

"What conditions?"

"Sell me all the farmers in your caravan." Hu Laosi said.

Jing Li was stunned for a moment, then nodded hurriedly: "No problem, no problem!"

As long as you have money, what can't you sell?

After loading these fruits, vegetables and grain into his war giant ship and vehicle, Jing Concrete took the caravan and set off on the road again.

Behind them, the Manor Courtyard also squeezed into the space rift in the Remote Star Territory and set out to find the Steel Gate.

With the departure of the manor palace, some people in the gold rush town who had been silent immediately became active again.

In particular, some people saw Zhuang Buyuan boarding the palace and setting off for the Remote Star Territory.

Without Zhuang Buyuan, can Gold Rush Town do something?

Maybe Blue Stone Leaf Manor can do something, right?

In the darkness, another tide surges.

At the same time, Golden Hammer was anxiously waiting for news in Iron Hammer City.

Why hasn't news come from Gold Rush Town yet?

Did Gold Rush Town explode? Exploded or not?

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