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49 Is it enough? It's not enough for me to kill 3,000 pigs again!

Chapter 49 Is it enough? It’s not enough for me to kill 3,000 pigs again!

Bang ~

Bang ~

Bang Bang ~

The exiles of shirts were knelt down towards He’s family, and some even banged their heads.

“Don’t thank us.”

The family of Ding quickly lifted the flowers and explained: “We just take the money to do things.

“Of these three thousand pigs, two thousand heads were bought by Wang Xiudao, and the remaining 1,000 heads were donated by my staff.”

“If you want to thank you, you should also thank them.”

After being explained by Jia Ding.

All excessive people burst into tears, and some of them came from other cities nearby, and had to migrate due to flood disasters.

Some come from the territory ruled by other Xianmen. Because of the harsh oppression of Xianmen disciples, life is really unsustainable, so he can only go away.

There are some.

Even from the “human circle” from the sphere of power of the demon family, he escaped, and he died his life and finally came to Fengcheng.

He was starved all the way, bumpy all the way, and had lost most of his life.

But now.

After this bowl of hot brown rice porridge, they felt that they had survived again, and they felt so happy that they could eat full.

Wang Xiu Dao Chief.

He is outside the family.

These two names are deeply remembered in their minds, deeper than everything.

Nympho

The news spread quickly.

The news of the disaster relief of ‘bran brown rice porridge’ is soon spread throughout the entire maple.

Initially.

Hearing that the family was eaten by the salamander of the livestock, the people in the city were scolding.

but.

After hearing the He family’s ‘switched to brown rice with pork, and 2 % off’, the scolding disappeared, and only praise was left.

There are even suggestions that He’s ‘add pork’, ‘Three Thousands of Pigs Beat to Eat’, ‘Let the City next door see it, and think that we ca n’t afford to replace the cafeteria’.

One time.

The people in the city have affected it. A bag of brown rice from thousands of households was transported towards the He family.

In fact.

If He Daren understands the concept of ‘futures’, as long as he operates slightly, he can borrow this opportunity and put a large amount of brown rice in the city into the library.

Then the accumulation is not put, causing brown rice shortages, coaxing rice prices, and then selling at the right time.

So.

After entering and out, not only do you lose money with eight folding pork, but even earn a lot of money.

certainly.

Wang Xiu will not teach him this operation. After all, it is not a good way. He has done more such traitors who lack virtue.

but.

Even if you do n’t understand this, when 3000 pork poured into the Fengcheng Market, the price of pork in the city is bound to fall. It is hard to say whether it can be kept 80 %.

Um.

In other words, those who use brown rice to change pork.

If you just hit the fangs and open the sacrifice, you will naturally be happy, but if you want to buy it and sell it.

Keke.

It is estimated that there will be no pants!

Nympho

the other side.

The news of the disaster relief area of the outskirts of the suburban people is also fermented rapidly.

after all.

For these exiles, nothing is more important than eating. Before the disaster relief shed, it is purely because of the disappointment too many times, and it cannot be grabbed at all.

Waiting for the relief porridge, it is better to go to the mountains to dig wild vegetables and the roots of strains.

But now different.

In the brown rice porridge, there are some bran bran?

Blood bran is eaten by beasts and can hurt self -esteem?

Dignity is a fart!

Not to mention that brown rice porridge is mixed with bran, even the porridge boiled out of pure bran bran is a good thing!

One time.

The entire exile area was boiling, and more than 100,000 citizens rushed towards the disaster sheds around the city.

Good guy.

Are these guys crazy?

So difficult to drink, brown rice porridge mixed with bran bran.

Can they actually drink it?

One time.

Many originally insisted that Wang Xiu and He Daren’s “bran bran relief” practices have the humiliated mood of the Fengcheng family and students who have humiliated Sven.

Let each grain of disaster reliefs fall into the mouths of exiles, victims, and hungry people.

It seems.

This should be the correct way to open the disaster relief.

“Woo ~”

“Finally, I was full. I was still full for the first time in the past six months, oh oh ~”

“Brother, brother, we finally don’t have to die.”

“Mother, did you see it in the sky? I finally rushed to Fengcheng with my sister, and finally I could survive.”

“Three Qingxianmen, Wang Xiu Dao, what else, oh oh ~”

Nympho

In front of the disaster relief shed, some people burst into tears, some people were grateful, and some people wanted to kneel on their heads.

Hundreds in the world.

Delightful.

On the high city building, Wang Xiu stood side by side with He Daren.

The old housekeeper lags halfway, followed behind: “Everything is what the Captain Wang said, the Taoist chief is like a god, the young master …”

He Daren#: “Call my master!”

The old housekeeper nodded: “Okay, I have already calculated, according to the gra for 100,000 people, the brown rice inventory of He Jiafu and bran bran can be half a month.”

“If you calculate the brown rice from the 3,000 pigs, you should be able to replace it to about 3 million kilograms of brown rice, and you can top it for another three months.”

He Daren nodded and watched those flowers who were grateful to Dade and praised them.

He only felt the beauty in his heart and murmured: “I didn’t expect that doing good things was exaggerated, so cool! Wang Daochang, or let’s kill 3,000 pigs again!”

Old housekeeper:? Intersection Intersection

Wang Xiu:? Intersection Intersection

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, Wang Xiu couldn’t laugh and laughed: “Mo Chong, the so -called Shengmian, Doumi revenge.”

“Now.”

“These victims drinking bran brown rice porridge and grateful to you, because you saved their lives.”

“However, after they recover their vitality, if they are old -fashioned, they will not be able to raise their minds of making a living, and they will not be grateful.”

“Even, you will dislike the bran porridge you give bad, ask you why you do not provide white rice porridge and white rice.”

He Daren stunned: “How could this be?”

The housekeeper next to me is already high, and the experience is very rich. He nodded: “Master, if you really provide brown rice porridge, this kind of thing is likely to happen.”

He Daren scratched his head: “What should we do? It is not, nor is it, nor is it, you can’t see death or save it!”

“Very simple, replace it with work.”

Wang Xiu laughed: “I have reported Zongmen, proposed to expand at the north gate of Fengcheng, and incorporate the wasteland north of the city into Fengcheng.”

“The people can build houses and reclaiming wasteland on those wasteland, so as to be self -sufficient as soon as possible.”

“I want to eat white rice, and big pork trotters.”

“Let them make with both hands!”

Fuck!

He Daren’s eyes brightened: “Wow, wonderful ~ wow ~!”

Nympho

Good guy.

This Wang Daochang is younger than him. Why is his mind so easy to use?

There are more than 100,000 people, any headache.

Just solve it?

(This chapter is finished)

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