Fantasy: I am in the desert, but the system lets me be the city lord

"My lord, are those high noses asking you to buy a toilet?"

In the hotel lobby, Zhou Lin was drinking honey snow iced tea, and the old god was there.

Luo Ning asked a little strangely.

Don't adults love money, no matter how business is discussed.

"Yeah, but they talk too much nonsense and want to lower my price, so I won't sell it. Anyway, we can't mass-produce toilets for the time being. If the price is high, we'll sell them. I don't love anyone!"

"Yes, my lord, the fingers of Zhang San and Li Si are almost swollen..."

Luo Ning's tone of voice was a little distressed.

Because these two are also Zhou Lin's treasures, they are naturally served on the third floor of the inn.

It is simply the master among the workers!

Who let them master the core technology of the entire toilet?
Every time work was over, Luo Ning would make them a pot of spirit tea.

Don't drink either.

It's just for soaking hands!
Relieves injuries caused by excessive hand movement.

But more so.

Zhang San and Li Si became more desperate.

The result is that the speed of digging the S-curve is much faster.

Moreover, the realm has been improved.

This is simply the size of the world, full of wonders.

Because their fingers have been exerting high intensity.

Just like those professional athletes, through high-intensity training, they have raised their ranks for a reason.

But nonetheless.

Their speed is still extremely limited.

There are a lot of semi-finished products.

The finished product is always a challenge.

"When the toilet business slows down, give them a good holiday. I also think they have worked too hard. So...let them work overtime..."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Luo Ning almost thought that Zhou Lin had found out in conscience.

The second half of the result.

Simply insane.

My lord, don't you know that now they all dig to sleep hugging the toilet every day?

It is also Zhang San and Li Si who are loyal.

otherwise.

It is estimated that there has been a strike already!
……

The prototype of the embassy was built, and Sha Liangbao and Big Red Nose sat on the ground.

"Old Mo, let's go. This is the restaurant where we are stationed in Huang Shaling, and it hasn't been completed yet."

Sha Liangbao said apologetically.

He knew that Lao Mo's wealth was terrifying.

People do business with their left hand and right hand.

Lao Mo is on both sides of the East and the West!
The price added up is extremely terrifying.

On the side of Great Zhou and Great Qin.

Maybe one gold coin can buy a thousand things.

He might sell one spirit stone when he brings it back!
Profiteering!

It's nothing, and it has nothing to do with Sha Liangbao.

The main reason is that Lao Mo's annual tax to Tiansha City accounts for almost [-]% of the entire Tiansha City!
otherwise.

Sha Liangbao would not give face like this.

"Citadel Sha, Tiansha City is also going to be stationed here? Apart from being cooler, there seems to be nothing wrong with this poor place, right?"

Lao Mo looked around.

It's cool, and there's a tall room.

But other than that.

Nothing at all.

He sees no future for development.

even.

He thought if there was no toilet business here.

It is estimated that there will not be so many people gathered together!
"Old Mo, you don't know something. There are many things that cannot be seen with the eyes...Let's not talk about this. I saw that you were talking about business with the lord just now? It seems that the chat was not pleasant!"

"As soon as I said this, I became angry! I will tell the lord frankly and ask him to sell me some toilets at a lower price. As much as I want, I will take it back and sell it to the nobles!"

"There is no technology in this toilet, we can imitate it, but the lord just stopped talking to me!"

"Are you saying that you are angry or not? Do you really think that we can't imitate it?"

"If I didn't think I was causing trouble, how could I still beat him?"

Lao Mo complained wildly.

And Sha Liangbao understood.

He knew Zhou Lin's temper.

Eat soft not hard.

And when Lao Mo said imitation, he made the same mistake as Mo Tianyuan!
This toilet, you can't imitate it.

you imitate...

Maybe you won't be able to gain a foothold in the West.

The kind that can't go home!

In Sha Liangbao's mind, the scene of the toilet press conference could not help appearing, and his throat felt nauseated for no reason!