If you don't farm, you will be smashed [End Times]

The caravan in Beitong City only had a total of more than a hundred people, and half of them had been inspected at first. After the rest began to be inspected, they all passed the inspection and could enter the city not long after.

If it is the first caravan, a guide will be arranged for them. There is no charge, but I will not say anything redundant. I just introduce the basic situation of Wangxiang City and the regulations that must be followed.

Of course, you can also choose to spend money to find someone to buy news.

Wangxiang City has developed rapidly in the past few years. Since that year, more than [-] orphans and children were received from Yancheng, and then there was a lot of publicity from the Yancheng base. Wangxiang City absorbed tens of thousands of people that year.

After establishing diplomatic relations with more bases, they successively took in survivors from many small bases that could not survive. The population expanded at a very fast rate. Today, the total population is nearly [-]. It is a well-known large base in the central region.

Corresponding to the sharp increase in the population, the number of guards kept up with the speed. Even because of the slow progress of the selection and training of the guards, the speed of accepting foreign population was once slowed down.

As for Wangxiangcheng's guard team, it is said to be a team, but in fact, there are already more than [-] combatants, and this is still only a formal service.

In addition to the Taoist corps and the scholar corps, as well as the reserve soldiers who passed the basic selection at the beginning, the total number of people is more than [-].

The proportion of combatants is indeed a bit high, but there is no way. In this world, safety and stability are not based on words. Without a large number of combatants, Xia Chen's mutated plants alone cannot protect the peace of this side.

With this number, it is not appropriate to call the team again. As early as more than two years ago, the guard team had officially changed its name to the Wangxiang City Guard Corps. Wen Shu was the commander of the army, with several deputy commanders. , Squad.

But in private, especially the original old man, he still likes to call himself the guard, and everyone knows what's going on when he calls himself that.

In addition, the population of Wangxiang City has increased rapidly, and the size of the city has of course expanded several times. After the roads outside are widened, the range of tree walls is also wider.

The outermost city wall was thickened and heightened again, and an inner city wall was built inside. The residents of the outer city no longer lived between the tree wall and the outer city wall, but between the outer city wall and the inner city wall.

In addition, there are also great changes within the city. The scale of the entire Wangxiang City is no smaller than a prosperous big city before the end of the world.

In such a big city, if you are an outsider, you can't do without a guide, especially if you come to do business. If you don't know much about the news, you will suffer a loss. Therefore, most people who come here for the first time will spend extra money to find a guide. local guides.

The Beitong City caravan has already been to Wangxiang City, so there is no need to spend this money. The caravan leader Chang Ruiguang walked in front, with a smile that was not as usual, but a bit of sincere joy.

It was a coincidence to come here this time, not only to catch up with Wangxiangcheng to hold a celebration banquet, but also to get a discount on the room rate.

Yang Fan walked in the middle of the team, followed by an old caravan man named Dong Da, who specially explained the young master's confusion and introduced him as he walked.

The young master Yan Kong was still thinking about the outstanding people he saw just now, and asked Dong Da: "The person holding the captain's hand just now is the city lord? He is too young!"

And the birth is so good-looking, and he even smiled at him, how could the city lord be so undignified.

Dong Daxiao introduced the identities of those important people in a loud voice, and reminded him thousands of times that the young master must suppress his temper and don't offend these people. This is not Beitong City, and they can't afford to offend them.

Yang Fan curled his lips, thinking that Dong Da was thinking too much, the city lord and the little Taoist priest had a very good temper at first glance, how could he offend others for no reason.

After entering the inner city, it suddenly became clear that someone who had heard the news was guarding here, asking if he wanted a guide.

Chang Ruiguang waved him down, and these people didn't bother, they dispersed in twos and threes, and they didn't take this job seriously during the conversation. They were all talking about tomorrow's celebration banquet, with excited and expectant smiles on their faces.

The more you walk in, the more you can feel the vitality of the city. Although the people are not well dressed, at least they are well-dressed and energetic.

Occasionally, you can see some people with yellow and thin faces, but there are not many, and the appearance of Doom is the norm, and those who look ruddy should be rare.

The pride in Yang Fan's heart has slowly faded away. Although he is protected and pampered by his elder brother, he still knows what the city looks like. Most people can barely make ends meet, and there are still many low-level people struggling to survive. A morsel of food can hang your life.

Even so, their Beitong City is already the largest and best base in the Northland, far better than those small bases and refugees living outside in precarious conditions.

"Look over there."

Dong Da didn't notice the young boy's sudden low mood, he was still chattering about making introductions, he pointed to the thick smoke rising into the sky in the distance and said: "Over there is the factory area of ​​Wangxiang City, their brick factory, wood factory , furniture factory, paper mill, printing factory, etc. are all over there, and outsiders are not allowed to pass by, young master, you must not make a mistake."

Yang Fan looked up, and it should be on the other side of the city. It was far away, and he couldn't walk there.

The caravan just entered the city today, so they had to find a place to settle down first. Chang Ruiguang took the team to the inn, which was specially used to receive their caravans.

Passing through the commercial area on the way, the spacious street paved with large stone slabs and blue bricks, and several streets are full of shops, bustling with pedestrians. At first glance, it seems to be an ordinary bustling street before the end of the world, very lively.

Dong Da pointed to Yang Fan while walking and introduced:

"This shop sells seasonings, including soy sauce and vinegar."

"These shops sell soy products, such as tofu, soybean oil, soy milk, and fermented bean curd. We don't have many in Beitong. There is also the newly made tofu nao, sprinkle some sugar, it's so beautiful, young master, you must try it .”

A person next to him who heard his words immediately said unconvinced: "Nonsense, tofu must be eaten salty. Wouldn't it be delicious to add some chopped pickles?"

Dong Da almost jumped up: "Nonsense, how can tofu brain be salty!"

The battle engulfed the people next to them in an instant, and everyone started arguing whether the tofu nao should be eaten salty or sweet.

Whether salty or sweet, Yang Fan has never eaten it. He has eaten dried tofu once, and it is the kind that has been left for a long time and mixed with sediment and has grown hairy and moldy. At that time, his brother's ability was not as good as it is now. Qiang, Beitong City is not as stable as it is now. They can't find food and eat whatever they have.

The dried tofu was extremely unpalatable, Yang Fan had a stomachache for a long time after eating it, and he never ate soy products since then.

However, besides the smell of beans, there was also a strange aroma in the breath that he smelled at this moment, and it didn't have the disgusting feeling in his memory.

When passing by the door of the store, Yang Fan took a peek, and saw the owner scoop out a spoonful of white flowers and tender things from a big bucket, poured it into a bowl, sprinkled a little sugar, someone next to him immediately took it, and couldn't wait to eat it. When I eat it, it is so hot that I can't bear to stop breathing.

Yang Fan's mouth secreted saliva involuntarily. He thought this thing looked pretty good, and he would try it after he settled down.

After walking a long way, Dong Da finally remembered his duty, quickly wiped his lips for a temporary truce, and ran to Yang Fan, fearing that the young master would get angry, so his voice became a little softer.

"Look at that one, it sells furniture, but we don't need it, but we can look at the style. If you like it, go back and find a carpenter to make it for you."

"There are cloth shops and clothing stores over there, but most of them are cotton and linen. Wangxiangcheng doesn't sell silk."

"Cotton and linen?" Yang Fan frowned: "Didn't you say that Wangxiangcheng has that kind of gunpowder?"

He came here this time mainly to buy that cotton wool. He heard that it is extremely warm, and it is perfect for wearing in winter.

His elder brother had an old wound on his leg, and he suffered especially in winter. He wanted to buy some cotton wool to make his brother's bottoms, or even knee pads.

In the past, the caravan bought some back, but the quantity was too small, and the big leader exchanged them for his wife, and his brother didn't get on the wheel.

"Hey, my young master, how can gun cotton be sold in these shops?"

Dong Da casually nodded, and said: "These shops sell common goods, and most of the shopkeepers are ordinary people in the city. Although the goods are complete and the quality is good, but let's just try something new, most of the things we buy in Beitong City Both."

Yang Fan asked: "Where is the gun cotton sold? Don't you all say shops?"

Dong Dao: "We are talking about Wangxiangcheng shops, under the name of the city lord, just that one, look, over there!"

Yang Fan followed the point he was pointing at, and could see a three-story building standing on the next street that was much higher than the surrounding shops.

"That's our main place to buy, these..." He patted the truck behind him and said, "Most of our goods have to be sold there, and then we can go to buy them again." To set up a stall, in another district, you can just rent a stall, and you may be able to sell it at a higher price than the store, but it’s too piecemeal and time-consuming, and it’s almost the same if you sell a little.”

Dong Da said again: "I heard that when there were no commercial streets in the first place, there was only one shop in Wangxiang City. The shop sold everything, including food and drink."

"Later, there were more and more people in the city, and their City Lord Xia decided to move most of the common goods and daily necessities, except food, out of the shops, and built a new commercial street, where all the people in the city can rent shops to do business. "

The person next to him who had just argued with Dong Da about tofu nao interjected: "I also heard that even many people open shops, and the secret recipes are bought from the shops. For example, those who sell seasonings, the recipes for soy sauce and vinegar are bought. Yes, several companies that were also in the seasoning business before did not do as well as them, saying that no one is as good as the recipe, but the recipe was given by the city lord."

"How can their city lord know this?!" Yang Fan couldn't connect the handsome and smiling young city lord he saw just now with the soy sauce seller.

"I know, I know!" Dong Da was robbed first, and felt a sense of urgency, and hurriedly broke out the news he had heard by chance: "They hope that there is a legend in Xiangcheng that the city lord is a god who descended to earth, and gods are nothing Will do it!"

The others laughed immediately, saying that City Lord Xia has the ability and they recognize it, so why did he involve gods, there really are gods, how can this world become like this?

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Dong Da retorted a few words angrily, but he couldn't produce evidence, and this news was just accidentally heard by two city residents, and now he can't ask someone casually, is your city lord a god or not.

Yang Fan didn't care about these people who were arguing again, he thought to himself, just looking at his looks, he really is a fairy brother.

The author has something to say: through the words of the caravan, let’s talk about the changes in our township~

*感谢在2019-11-2700:50:56~2019-11-2800:03:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Mu Xuanjing and Chu Mu; 5 bottles of fluffy; 1 bottle of Yiyi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!