Chapter 938 Food War

Feng Liangzhou's curse words were played verbatim on the TV.

In fact, most people couldn't understand what he was cursing. His pronunciation, which was a mixture of two languages ​​​​and dialects, was simply more magical than Father Zhuang's mysterious ability to understand.

However, most of the time, the information conveyed by humans is not through language, but through expressions, movements and emotions.

Relying on Lao Feng's various body language, Fusang Prefecture's TV station actually added subtitles to him and translated this passage vividly.

Of course, the subtitles are a bit beautified, or maybe... Fusang people can't understand the many curse words in Lao Feng's dialect.

The protesters in Fusang Prefecture were stunned by the scolding on the spot. They didn't come back until Lao Feng got into the car and drove away.

On TV, the expressions of the politicians and officials were not very good. It is difficult to say whether they acquiesced in this protest or participated in the organization. After all, the network in most places in Fuso Prefecture has not been repaired, and the communications are also unstable. It is not completely unblocked and there is some shortage of supplies. It is hard to imagine that there are so many people in the spontaneously organized protests.

The political situation in Fuso is also in chaos, especially now that a huge natural storm has ended, but the political storm has just begun.

Now many people in Fuso Prefecture want to take this opportunity to redistribute interests and power.

But Lao Feng didn't care.

When he accepted the position of acting city lord of the manor, Lao Feng was still a little uncomfortable with his role on the international stage.

But now, after Zhuang Buyuan taught him through words and deeds, and truly experienced Zhuang Buyuan's fighting power personally, Lao Feng suddenly let himself go.

This feeling is probably: "No matter what I do, you can't do anything to me, so I'm arrogant, come and bite me."

This is Zhuang Buyuan's typical style, and now Lao Feng has reproduced it perfectly.

After watching Lao Feng finish cursing, he turned around and left in a comfortable mood, leaving behind a group of politicians and protesters with dark faces. Nong Hexin suddenly became high-spirited, and his heart was filled with a strange sense of pride. He was really proud that he was part of the estate.

I am so happy to have the manor as my backing!

If the previous conflict between Green Island Port and Fuso Prefecture was a war without smoke, then there is no doubt that Green Island Port is the complete winner. At this time, of course, it must be proud and reap the benefits unscrupulously.

Lao Feng's posture is that of a winner. He can be arrogant and don't care what the people of Fuso Prefecture think.

What do the defeated think? What power do you have to impose conditions? You just need to serve us well, because we are the winners!

You have the ability to bite me! Are you really afraid that I will knock your teeth out with my fist?

His emotions and gestures were conveyed very strongly and accurately to everyone in front of the TV.

Nong Hexin suddenly wanted to do something. He strode out of the "Farm Fruit House", looked around, and suddenly pointed to the side: "What do you think, let's buy all the nearby stores? Sample?"

"Buy them all?" Several staff members felt that Nong Hexin was going crazy. "Boss Nong, this is too radical...our store was enough before! Besides, if we expand the store, I'm afraid, There will still be people looking for trouble..."

Several staff members still have fresh memories of the previous harassment by gangs in Fuso Prefecture and the rejection by local people.

"What are you afraid of!" Nong Hexin chuckled, "We have a manor to support us. Didn't you hear what City Lord Feng said? We came to Fusang because the Fusang people invited us here with gongs and drums! Because the Fusang people themselves no!"

"Uh..." the staff member shook his head, "Even if you want to buy it, someone has to sell it!"

This street is a bit like a "Fruit Street". The two storefronts next to it are both high-end fruit merchants from Fuso Prefecture.

As direct competitors, there have been many conflicts before.

The output of the manor is of high quality and low price, and is several levels higher than that of Fuso Prefecture.

However, Fuso Prefecture also relies on their own geographical advantages, recognition and secret exclusion to compete with Farm Fruit House.

At this time, people in the two nearby stores were also tidying up and cleaning the stores.

Seeing Nong Hexin's expression, they all looked sideways.

"What are you looking at!" Nong Hexin and these people, who could be said to be enemies, were extremely jealous when they met.

Seeing the expressions of those shopkeepers, he sneered: "There are no gangs to support you this time? There is no government to help you block us? Can't compete? I'm afraid there are no fruits to sell!"

Nong Hexin's words made these people blush, but they were speechless.

Nong Hexin is right, let alone selling fruits now, they can't even get in the fruit.

"Every one of you counts, let me tell you," Nong Hexin stood in the middle of the street, looking at the fruit shops next to them and their shop owners, "not only do I want to buy your stores, I also want to buy your distributors. , buy your source business! You don’t have to sell it, but I don’t believe you can survive with an empty store!”

"When I was taken away, you didn't expect that today would happen! Fruit terrorist? Hahaha, I still wanted to be a fruit terrorist! I will leave my words here today! From today on, I am a farmer. He Xin wants to be the fruit king of Fuso!"

"I'm here to tease you with my harsh words! If you sell even one piece of fruit this year, I will take your last name!"

"From today on, I have the final say on Fuso's fruits! If I, Nong Hexin, are happy, you will eat the fruits until you die. If I, Nong Hexin, are unhappy, you won't be able to eat even one fruit!"

When Nong Hexin said this, he was actually ready to be beaten.

Even if he is beaten, these cruel words must be spoken out!

He saw several Fuso gangsters hanging around, as well as the shopkeepers who had violent conflicts with him.

But after he finished speaking, he saw that the gangsters quietly disappeared around the corner, the shopkeepers turned around silently, and even a few market pickets pretended not to hear what Nong Hexin said. , pretending that they were not present at all, and some people even drooled looking at the fruits in the window.

The stomach is more convincing than the fist!

At that moment, Nong Hexin felt really happy!

This is the feeling of being able to do whatever you want!

And at that moment, he also decided that he would become the fruit king of Fuso!

No, be the fruit king of the world!

In another corner of Fusang, Song Hua, who was once arrested as a terrorist for selling food, was pounding the table: "From now on, I have the final say on whether you Fusang people can eat food and whether you can have enough to eat! I If I tell you to eat, you will be full. If I tell you to go hungry, you will starve to death without even eating a bite! I will leave these cruel words here!"

At the same time, the various outputs from the manor almost dominated the Fuso market.

Today, Fuso Prefecture is powerless and unable to restrict the entry of outside grain, because Fuso Prefecture's food self-sufficiency rate has dropped to an unprecedented 0%, and it has completely lost its right to speak.

Fuso Prefecture, where agriculture has been almost completely abolished, is like a rotting corpse floating on the sea, attracting countless coveters.

At the same time, countless cargo ships and planes carrying food and other goods were heading towards Fuso Prefecture.

The real war has just begun.