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The two wealthy families had no contact for more than twenty years, and Zhao Xinyu and Jiao Hongzhuo, who were raised by the same person, turned against each other and once even went to court.

In everyone's opinion, there will be no intersection between the Jiao family and the Meng family, but now the three daughters of Jiao Desheng, the eldest son of Jiao, have become the spokespersons of the Dijun Group in southern Yunnan. This is a shame in their perception. A scene that is impossible to appear in movies and TV dramas, but now it appears in reality.

However, regarding this matter, Jiao Meng, the head of the Jiao family, did not have any response, and Meng Lie, the head of the Meng family, also had no words to say.

In a village where people have begun to move in, Zhao Xinyu, Luo Xiao, and Jiao Hongmin were chatting.

Luo Xiao answered a call. After hanging up the phone, Luo Xiao looked at Meng Lie, and finally his eyes fell on the three sisters Jiao Hongmin.

"The news about you has spread to Yanjing, and many families have called Weiguo to ask what is going on."

The three sisters Jiao Hongmin all looked at Meng Lie. They all knew about the affairs of the Jiao family and the Meng family, but their father Jiao Desheng had always taught them, so the three of them did not regard Meng Lie as an outsider.

Meng Lie chuckled, "Let them talk. It's been more than twenty years, so what if it's a few more years? Desheng has always been in contact with the Meng family, and it's not like they don't know about it. Now they're talking about it. They’re really kind of boring.”

Du Gang nodded, "It's not like they didn't know how the three of them left China."

As soon as Du Gang said these words, Jiao Hongmin and the others blushed, and their expressions dimmed. The three sisters' company was also developing well at first, but Jiao Hongzhuo stole Zhao Xinyu's wine recipe, but he didn't want to lose everything. , in order not to fall into a hole, Jiao Meng, who had great trust in Jiao Hongzhuo at that time, even asked them to sell the company to pay off Jiao Hongzhuo's debts. The three of them were forced to find Zhao Xinyu, and then they established the Shengshi Taoyuan.

Du Mengnan raised his hand and patted Jiao Hongmin's shoulder, "Third Sister, it's been a long time, isn't it fine now?"

The three Jiao Hongmin sisters nodded, "Fortunately, grandpa saw the true face of that beast, otherwise the Jiao family wouldn't know what he would be like."

After saying this, Jiao Hongmin suddenly thought of Zhao Xinyu. They knew that Zhao Xinyu would rather endure hardships and always regarded Jiao Hongmin as his biological brother, but later...

Zhao Xinyu chuckled, "Why are you looking at me? I have forgotten about him a long time ago."

A group of people shook their heads. They all knew in their hearts that it might be possible for Jiao Hongzhuo to forget Zhao Xinyu, but it was impossible for Zhao Xinyu to forget Jiao Hongzhuo.

Suddenly Zhao Xinyu raised his eyes and looked in one direction. An old man in his sixties, wearing unique ethnic minority clothing, came towards this direction.

"Sir, the meal is ready."

Zhao Xinyu laughed, stood up and nodded to the old man, "Let's go, we've finished tasting the delicacies of the water village, it's time for us to taste the delicacies of the fire village."

Jiao Hongmin chuckled and said, "We don't drink in bars here. They are too enthusiastic. I don't dare to drink anymore."

"Southern Yunnan is humid. Drinking alcohol can remove the moisture. Every village has the habit of drinking. From now on, you will have to take care of things in this area. You have to get used to it."

"I don't know whether I make money or not. When all twenty villages are opened to the public, we will all become drunkards." After the water village is the fire village, with solitary-style villages, grand festivals, and various unique The flavorful delicacies keep tourists coming back.

At this time, people seemed to realize something, why Zhao Xinyu returned to Hongshiya and Xihanling from Lop Nur and only stayed for a few days before hurriedly coming to the southern Yunnan area. He was coming here to participate in the relocation of the stockade.

In the Valley of the Witch God, the three sisters Jiao Hongmin, Luo Xiao, and Du Mengnan did not follow them. They were all in the village where there was constant activity.

The descendants of the demon god, Yue Ye and Huan Yu, looked at Zhao Xinyu with gratitude one by one. Although they did not go to the outer area of ​​Shiwanda Mountain, they knew what was going on there.

Every day, a large number of Han people enter the village, and among them are blond and blue-eyed people from abroad. Because of Zhao Xinyu, they are no longer hostile to ordinary Han people.

Now they also know Zhao Xinyu's intention. Ordinary Han people came here not to harm the Jiuli people, but to send them money. Each village can earn millions in income every day.

Before Zhao Xinyu entered the Hundred Thousand Mountain, an income of several million was an astronomical figure to them. Now they understand what Phoenix said. It won't take long for them to be too concerned about money. interest of.

"Sir, you are truly a god sent by the Witch God."

Zhao Xinyu waved his hand, "The main thing is the members of each clan."

"Sir, the investment in the village is too much, and you will take away all the profits."

Zhao Xinyu laughed, "You seem to have forgotten that I said it was an installment payment. The tribesmen have been waiting for this day. If I take it away, they will feel that they have not made any money. You will turn around and keep all the money." In addition to a part of the expenses, all of it will be distributed to the clan members, so that they will be more motivated."

"But sir, you invested so much?"

"Five years later, I started to recoup my capital with interest."

Yue Ye and others nodded, Zhao Xinyu looked at the twenty people, "The days will get better and better, and the people will have more and more money in their hands. Money is a good thing, but it is also the root of all evils. People are getting better and better." There may be people who want to plot against the Jiuli people, so you must be prepared in advance."

"Sir, don't worry."

Zhao Xinyu looked at Lu Yuan who was speaking, "Don't be careless. You should all know about the original battle of Lu. It's not because you are not strong. The main reason is that the Jiuli tribe is too proud. This year, a total of eight villages will be opened. At most, twenty villages will be opened in two years." None of the villages will be open to the public. Next, the village you are in will be built, and by then there will be people coming from the depths of Shiwanda Mountain. We have an old saying to nip trouble in the bud, and nothing should be careless."

A group of white-haired descendants of the demon god listened respectfully to Zhao Xinyu's words, and there was no trace of dissatisfaction in their expressions.

To be able to become the heirs of the Demon God, each of them has absolute leadership ability. Of course they understand what Zhao Xinyu means.

What Zhao Xinyu said was not alarmist. The Jiuli people were united, but it was not absolute. There were also good and bad among the Jiuli people. It was not impossible for them to do things that harmed the Jiuli people under the temptation of all their strength.

"Thank you sir for the reminder."

Zhao Xinyu sighed slightly. Although he was young, this kind of thing happened to him twice. The Jiao family and the Meng family turned against each other, Jiao Hongzhuo and himself...

"Everyone, how is the progress of the construction of the stockade?"

Speaking of the village, a group of people's eyes lit up, and a group of people looked at Yue Ye, who scratched his head like a child.

"Sir, everything is built according to the drawings you designed, and there is no mistake. Therefore, the construction speed must be slower. Sir, we have a question that we would like to ask for advice."

"We are all not outsiders, and you are all elders. You don't dare to ask for advice."

"Sir, he designed villages for each of our clans. Although we don't know much about the Central Plains Formation Cultivators, he should have added formations to each village."

Zhao Xinyu nodded, "It's only there internally, but you won't see it unless it's started. You just need to know this."

"Sir, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a while. Sir, please see if you can stay so that we can fulfill our duty as landlords..."

Zhao Xinyu sighed slightly. He knew that not all ethnic groups celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival. Many ethnic minorities had their own totems and festivals.

"Forget it. Many people are staring at the Jiuli tribe now. If I stay here for a long time, it will definitely disrupt the balance. You just need to develop well."

After saying this, Zhao Xinyu's eyes flickered a few times, "Everyone, the status of the three sisters of the Jiao family is a bit special. Someone has been eyeing them. Now they have appeared in Shiwandashan, so I hope everyone will take care of them when I am away. Give them a break."

"Sir, don't worry. Due to your relationship with the Jiao family, we must protect them and not let them suffer any harm in Shiwandashan."

Zhao Xinyu nodded and took out a bunch of jade boxes from the ring. When everyone saw the jade boxes on the table, their hearts were shocked. They already realized what was in the jade boxes.

"These are the True Spirit Holy Fruits I picked this year, twelve from each race."

"Sir, I heard the saint say you nbsp; Zhao Xinyu chuckled, "They all have it. "

A group of people put away the jade box and looked at Zhao Xinyu with gratitude in their eyes.

The Jiuli tribe has always had endless hatred for the Central Plains cultivators, which is why the Central Plains cultivators are unwilling to send people into the Shiwan Mountain.

The former Jiuli Clan was in name only and fell apart. It was Zhao Xinyu who united the Jiuli Clan again. In less than two years, the Jiuli Clan had gained many masters.

In the past two years, in addition to helping them, Zhao Xinyu also brought great changes to the Jiuli people, allowing the former Jiuli people to live the lives they wanted.

All of this is Zhao Xinyu, and the most important thing is that Zhao Xinyu is a foreigner, but he is still the inheritor of the Witch God's mark. Everything makes them unable to express their feelings.

"Sir, for your great kindness to the Jiuli people, we..."

Zhao Xinyu waved his hand, "This is serious. The Jiuli tribe is a race inherited from ancient times. The Jiuli tribe has its inheritance in Chinese civilization. As other ethnic groups become rich, the Jiuli tribe also keeps up."

After saying this, Zhao Xinyu looked at the Yueye group, "Everyone, there is one more thing. You have also seen that more and more people are entering Shiwandashan. They can bring endless wealth to Shiwandashan, so I want to build an airport in the middle of a hundred thousand mountains."