Outside the fishman camp, the "New River" construction site.

The smoke and dust pipes are chaotic, and white mist and dust are flying together.

The sound of hoes and shovels making contact with the ground is endless.

Compared with the desolation of the past few days, today's place is already full of passionate and busy people.

These villagers who came from Hope Village seemed to have endless energy and enthusiasm. They squatted in the ditch three meters wide and two meters deep and dug frantically. In just five days, they opened up a distance of 1,500 meters.

, simply faster than the time when the Grand Canal was dug.

The villagers standing on the river ditch were not idle, pushing homemade two-wheeled transport trucks to transport the excavated soil to the accumulation area. In the future, this soil will be transported to the planned area by the only truck in the territory.

planting area to fill the low-lying areas of the terrain.

Due to the long distance between the two places, the village currently only operates three round-trip shuttle buses, which are concentrated in the morning, middle and evening periods, and long trailers are used to transport people to and from the city. Therefore, at noon, most people come from Shenzhen

After crawling out of the pit, he would not waste time returning to the village, but would save his energy and rest on the spot.

Naturally, the carts that had previously set up stalls at the entrance of the market also sensed this huge wave of business opportunities, and hurriedly brought the stalls to the fishman camp and spread them out to form a simple market. When it was time to eat, the green smoke curled up into one.

Ignoring other elements, this place is like a newborn tribe, full of vitality.

Standing in front of the high-rise window in the camp, looking at the small fishmen in the tribe who couldn't help but rush into the market to spend money, Yu Chenghai, the leader of the fishman tribe, couldn't help but sigh.

After a long period of changes in living habits, as the fishmen left their native seawater living environment and moved to land, their body structure changed and their diet gradually changed from the original carnivore to an omnivorous one.

I can eat anything and love to eat everything.

At first, the murloc tribe was very excited about this change.

But as time went by, they discovered that this change was not all positive. The most obvious point was that the original food expenses increased more than ten times.

In other words, fishmen are the first race among marine creatures to like "food".

When he first arrived in this strange world a few days ago, facing the food produced by Hope Village, the fishman could still restrain his inner impulse. At most, he just felt that the food tasted more delicious and tasted better than the food he usually eats.

That's all.

Even if the two sides temporarily canceled the trading exchange due to the disaster, the fishman tribe did not have any voice to discuss the food of Hope Village.

But now.

Yu Chenghai had never seen it before, but he had heard that there was a kind of food that could make a fishman feel poisoned once he ate it. If he didn't eat it for a day, he would roll around on the ground and feel uncomfortable all over.

So much so that every night, the camp was filled with voices discussing the delicious food in Hope Village.

reflected in reality.

Those little murlocs who used to dig trenches and do hard work would fall into a deep state of depression every night.

But now, as long as they think about having delicious food after work the next day, their efficiency has doubled during the day, which even surprised the clan leader.

The old fish people in charge of scientific research used to look lifeless every day because of the lack of water sources. However, after eating the delicacies from the market recently, they have also regained their second youth and have initially analyzed the first one assigned by the lord.

Scientific research tasks.

Of course, just looking at the changes in the fishmen in the camp, the appearance of delicious food is undoubtedly a good thing.

But as the patriarch.

Yu Chenghai sighed again.

In just a few days, nearly one-tenth of the material reserves in the camp were spent by the murlocs, and 90% were spent on the usual food stalls.

He deliberately wanted to talk to Chen Shen, the head of Hope Village, to see if he could rent out some fishmen as laborers and make some money to cover the cost of the camp.

But every time I thought about it, Chen Shen sent people to help build the waterway for free, and even subsidized a lot of materials for the fishman camp to complete the subsequent supporting construction.

His face was so ashamed that he couldn't open his mouth.

"Is it that fragrant?"

Hearing Yu Chenghai's muttering, Yu Haichao, the high priest who was dozing next to him, opened his eyelids. A thick blue light flashed through his dull eyes, far more powerful than before.

"Why don't you go try it?"

"If I don't go, if I get addicted, this camp will be ruined. I'll spend all my money drinking the northwest wind."

Yu Chenghai swallowed and suppressed the thoughts that had just been encouraged.

To be honest, the smell that comes into the camp every day is very strange.

That aroma should not be the taste of human food at all, but more like the treasure fish that appears in the shallow sea with a strong fishy smell.

"Haha, don't worry, Village Chief Chen Shen will be here soon."

Yu Chenghai, who was about to swallow again, was stunned for a moment.

"Village Chief Chen is here?"

Dong Dong.

There was a knock on the door from behind.

The guarding fish man said in a low voice: "The patriarch, the high priest, and the village chief Chen Shen are here."

"Dear Chief Chen Shen, please come in."

As soon as a hint of joy flashed across Yu Chenghai's smooth fish face, the high priest next to him had already raised his left hand.

With a slight wave of his hand, the door opened naturally, revealing Chen Shen standing in front of the door.

A wrapped red carpet was also rolled out from the window to the door.

Walking on the stall, Chen Shen looked around curiously, and finally focused his eyes on Yu Haichao's left index finger with a hint of blue light brewing and said in surprise:

"I haven't seen you for a few days. The high priest's strength has recovered well. This method is becoming more and more amazing."

"A little trick, just a trivial little trick."

The high priest stood up, with a smile on his rich face, looking like a kind elder.

"Thanks to the cultivation of the lord, I can reach this day where I can cross over to another stage."

"Thank you, Lord."

Putting his right hand on his heart, the high priest became more pious.

However, Yu Chenghai next to him was not so coy and quickly stepped forward to hold Chen Shen's hand.

"Village Chief Chen, you finally came here today. If it were a few days later, I'm afraid the latter would have the shame to come to you on his own initiative."

"Chief Yu is so polite, but I don't know why you invited me here." Chen Shen still smiled and asked straightforwardly.

After dealing with these fishmen a lot, he has gradually gotten the hang of it.

The human way of twisting and turning is not applicable. On the contrary, it is more convenient and comfortable to go straight.

"It's like this. Our fish-man tribe has encountered a little trouble recently. Don't worry, Village Chief Chen. I'm not referring to the conflict between our two tribes. I can tell you this.

Promise, I will strictly restrain those little fish people, so that they will always maintain royal respect for the villagers of Hope Village, and will never go beyond the rules set by the lord."

"This trouble is a little hard to explain. You know, the village recently sent so many people to help our fish-man tribe build river ditches. This is a kindness we have never thought of. If I were..."

As he talked, Yu Chenghai's originally pale white fish face became increasingly red.

Obviously, he has not learned the euphemism of humans, and has forgotten the straightforwardness of fish people.

He hesitated, and even Chen Shen was a little puzzled: "Chief Yu, just say it directly. We are all soldiers under the lord. There is no need for our two tribes to be so hostile, right?"

"It's because we shouldn't give birth to divisions." Yu Chenghai shook his head and explained quickly.

But this time, before he could continue, the high priest next to him coughed slightly after finishing his prayer.

"Village Chief Chen, the market has been open in the past two days, and the patriarch always wants to take me to taste it. How about we talk while eating?"

"Taste it?"

Chen Shen laughed: "Of course, let's go, I'm treating you today!"

In an instant, he had already realized what Yu Chenghai wanted to say.

It is not difficult to guess this. After all, the "foreign exchange reserves" earned from the fish-men tribe every day are not covered by the money. Every transaction must be signed by him personally before it can be stored in the treasury.

But it has only been a few days, and the fish-man tribe can no longer hold on?

Looking at the green smoke outside the window, Chen Shen sniffed and suddenly understood the lethality of this small market.

It seems that I will have to use my identity as village chief to talk to these chef apprentices more in the future. If this business can be expanded to other places outside the territory, the foreign exchange reserves will

The three of them walked out of the gate of the fish-man tribe one after another. It was lunch time, and the small market was full of people.

Among the people waiting in line, there were quite a few little fishmen with wrinkled skin.

Faced with these foreign ethnic groups, the villagers did not discriminate. Instead, they happily leaned down and chatted.

Some old fish people also received enough respect and were humbly allowed to go to the front to eat first.

This kind of harmony is nothing like the fusion of two strange races.

Even the three people who walked out had seen it more than once, and they were still a little surprised at this time.

"Want some noodles, cakes, or soup?"
To be continued...