On the other side, Zhang Mang brought the two of them to the beach, and kicked them into the sea to work without much teaching.

Duhu was fighting in the sea, and when he saw the drop in the bucket, he said displeasedly, "Boss Zhang, what are you doing with just bringing these two back?"

"There are only two old ghosts left. I have already paid a lot of money for him to find him. You should grit your teeth first." Zhang Mang said with a wry smile.

Dumb didn't say anything, he was already prepared in his heart to fight more with fewer enemies.

After a while, the six workers followed the old ghost's instructions and deliberately waited half an hour to arrive at the beach.

Seeing this, Zhang Mang couldn't help but feel grateful, and the image of the old ghost rushing to find workers for him already appeared in his mind.

Although the team has grown to eight people, it is still a bit short of the number he planned.

After thinking about it, he encouraged: "Everyone work hard, I have tried my best to find someone, this order has become everyone is my brother!"

Everyone was unmoved by the words, Duhu even smiled contemptuously.

Think about what Zhang Mang said, just listen to it for fun, but don't take it seriously.

While Zhang Mang was busy with work, Chen Jing on the other end just woke up from a satisfying nap.

Looking at the trading market, the latest batch of seafood in hand has sold almost three tons.

"It seems that God is also helping me. I can't sell so many on weekdays."

Even so, I still have a ton of seafood left for sale.

If nothing else happened, this would be rotten in his own hands, and it would be the price for dealing with Zhang Mang.

After thinking about it, Chen Jing said: "Military Master, take back all the unsalable seafood before dark, and I will release them."

[This system doesn't understand why it's before dark? 】

"Do you have any common sense? Seafood can only live until then, and it will die if it is not thrown back into the sea."

[Be polite to this system, otherwise I don't mind selling all the seafood for one copper coin, and I promise to sell it to you. 】

Chen Jing couldn't help trembling when he heard the words, and said with a wry smile: "Don't! It's my fault that you will ruin the market like this. I'll call you brother!"

He almost forgot that he was only instigating behind the scenes, and all specific operations were still in the hands of the system.

Chen Jing himself didn't expect his system to be particularly aggressive, which is probably the biggest difference from other players' systems.

Stretching for a while, Chen Jing didn't intend to let himself continue to be idle, and decided to start producing sackcloth.

He has been keeping an eye on the market since the cooler weather.

Among the products related to keeping out the cold, the best seller is the stove.

As for the clothes, there is still one piece that has not been seen, and it is estimated that people have not yet mastered the skills of making them.

After all, even if Chen Jing had a strategy in his hand, he had to spend a lot of effort to get one.

Picking up the pile of twine that had been left unused in the corner of the house for a long time, Chen Jing started weaving by hand again.

It's just that he was discouraged after half of the mechanical operation.

This thing must not be made by hand all the time, otherwise it will not be mass-produced at all.

If it wasn't for the coldness at the time, he wouldn't even have the patience to do the first one.

"Military division, help me, I really can't make it up anymore, is there any way?"

He didn't want the system to say something that broke Chen Jing.

【Why do you want to make it by hand?Have you forgotten that your production rank is Qingjin Duan? 】

"..."

Chen Jing heard that the hemp thread in his hand was unable to fall, and he almost passed out.

Thinking about this period of time, my mind was full of Zhang Mang, and I forgot everything.

Then he cheered up and said with a smile: "This room is full of hemp thread prepared before, can it be made with one click?"

[You are Qingjin section, as long as you collect the corresponding materials, the production system can automatically produce props. 】

"Okay! Just give me all this pile of twine and make it into sackcloth!"

The system didn't speak, and the pile of twine in front of Chen Jing disappeared in the next second.

After waiting for a while without any movement, he couldn't help but wondered: "What's the matter? You swallowed all my twine?"

【Do you have any common sense?Can't open the storage space to take a look? 】

Chen Jing was taken aback for a moment, wondering why the words sounded so familiar.

Immediately after he entered the system, he found that a never-before-seen icon in the space item column was constantly being refreshed.

Taking a closer look, the number in the lower right corner is showing a trend of increasing one by one.

Put the cursor on it, and the word "Mai" will be displayed.

"I'll go! This speed is amazing, faster than a fully automatic electronic sewing machine!" Chen Jing said pleasantly.

[Returning electrons, your human civilization is considered extremely backward. 】

Chen Jing rolled his eyes, and without arguing with the system, he quickly called out a sackcloth.

Whoa!Good guy, the workmanship is completely different from the handmade one I'm wearing.

Except for the indelible roughness on the hand, its appearance looks no different from ordinary clothes.

Without thinking too much, Chen Jing tore off the "four different looks" on his body without mercy, and put on a master-level work, which he did not expect to fit just right.

This seems to be the setting of the game. As long as the player wears it, the clothes will automatically adjust the size according to their body shape.

Chen Jing said excitedly again: "It's really comfortable, the military master can get me another pair of pants."

After giving the order, a new pair of linen pants appeared in the inventory, and he quickly took them out and put them on.

"Wuhu!" He cheered, and after putting on this suit, he turned back into a modern person.

After showing off towards the sea for a long time, Chen Jing calmed down, thinking that his next pot of gold was coming.

But before that, he immediately thought of Fang Wenzhuo again.

Before initiating a private chat, Chen Jing first traded a whole set of sackcloth for the other party.

One is to serve as feedback from old customers, and the other is to act as a "voting certificate".

Sure enough, Fang Wenzhuo sent a message soon.

"Boss Chen really surprised me! This sackcloth is of great significance. Where did you get it?"

"Hey, it's a long story. I will explain the details in the system guide version 3.0. Don't worry, this one is also free!"

"Haha, that's not bad. According to the current situation, the market value of this linen must be greater than that of the house."

When Chen Jing heard this, he had to agree that house players were close to becoming popular, but winter was approaching, and there were no clothes to buy in the market. This sackcloth would definitely make people fight over.

After thinking about it, he said, "I'm here this time to discuss this matter with Brother Fang."

"Looking at your wording, don't you have a way to mass-produce this sackcloth?"

"Brother Fang has a good plan, indeed, but it requires a lot of raw materials, and I can't do it alone. I hope to cooperate with you like before."

Fang Wenzhuo said in surprise: "You are amazing, this is going to make a fortune! There is absolutely no problem with cooperation, this business is bound to be profitable."

The two hit it off immediately, and Fang Wenzhuo agreed to collect the twine, and the profits they got afterwards were still divided [-]-[-].

Although Chen Jing can completely dominate his family, Fang Wenzhuo, who has great powers, always responds to requests.

No matter how scarce and rare things are, the other party can get them. Based on this alone, Chen Jing has to bow down.

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