Chapter 43 Viscount Mangke  (1)

Leren and Alice naturally didn't know whether Joan of Arc would come back, but since Yang Dashuan said so, they could only think so.

However, they couldn't figure out why Yang Dashuan took the space ring away to Joan of Arc. If we were to talk about Xiu Yi's body, wouldn't it be carried by the knights of the Silver Crusade? The space ring is not a vegetable or a carrot, everyone has it.

"You don't understand!" Yang Dashuan pursed his mouth.

"Okay, we don't understand. Why did you give her one evenly?" Alice pouted. "I just knew you were partial!"

"Do you think a deceased magician can be compared with twenty Komodo war monsters? The most critical question is naturally the frost dragon puppet. This is what the church wants, so they asked Joan of Arc to bring Xiu Yi back to the Holy City and hang him in front of the altar. If there is no Green Jade Soul Bead, then wouldn't it mean there is another wanted criminal?"

"What's going on? Why can't I understand?" Leren tilted his head, full of doubts.

"Let me say that. The church wants Joan of Arc to do not kill Xiu Yi. They want to get this thing!" Yang Dashuan raised the green jade soul bead in his hand at the two girls. "If the church did not find this bead, what would you think of them? The entire Maple Leaf Village and even the entire wasteland will probably never have peace!"

Alice and Leren suddenly realized and nodded.

"Okay, let's not talk about such troubles. There is still one month left for spring. How about it? Are you all ready?" Afraid that the two girls will continue to be jealous, Yang Dashuan quickly changed the topic. He taught the selfless dedication of the Silver Croatians, and thousands of gold coins made Yang Dashuan buy 10,000 units of food from the VIP store. It is absolutely impossible to support these four hundred people to survive this last month.

"It's okay. More than 20 pieces of farmland have been opened outside Fengye Village. If it weren't for the cold weather and the ground was frozen, there would be more. As long as the spring is in full bloom, the rice in three seasons will continue to harvest the first batch of grain!" Leren kept counting with his fingers. "Each field can harvest at least one thousand kilograms in each quarter. Do you think it's enough?"

Yang Dashuan nodded.

One thousand kilograms of grain are almost equal to one thousand units, and twenty pieces of farmland are not enough to calculate.

"No, too few!" Yang Dashuan shook his head. "First of all, I will correct your attitude first. Don't always think about living on the food and clothing line. How can twenty acres of land be enough? Don't look at the fact that we only have four or five hundred people now, and there will be more and more in the future. There are so many slaves on the wasteland, and they are all free coolies. There is no problem in the last month of this year. After the spring begins, there will be more things."

"What's the matter?" Leren pouted.

"We have a mine, and there is still a lot of manpower there. There must be no missing fields. You elves go to farm with tender skin, but I can't stand it anyway." Yang Dashuan sighed. "In short, if the territory wants to develop, we cannot just look in front of us. We must look longer!"

"Then what should we do?" Alice also became worried.

"I will arrange the matter. Leren, you will have to hand over all the internal affairs of the territory in the future. Twenty yuan of farmland is not enough, so you have to double it. Anyway, we don't have to worry about the extra grain, either as a storage or selling it." Yang Dashuan counted one by one.

"Sold? To whom?" Alice looked at Lao Yang.

"Does there any specialty in the wasteland?" Yang Dashuan asked back. "There is nothing. It is because there are too many robbers in the wasteland, so the trade between humans and Bemon has been reduced too much. We can treat it as this middle line, buy low and sell high. Sell the specialty from the Bemon tribe into the human kingdom, buy the food and cloth that Bemon lacks from the human kingdom, and then sell it to Bemon. Alice, you are Fox, you are a little smart about business. In the future, all these things will be handed over to you!"

"What?" Alice's eyes were shining. Why didn't she expect this? "Then the robbers on the wasteland don't need to wipe them out?"

"Yes, this is absolutely necessary." Yang Dashuan shook his head and raised a finger. "Bandits are always the biggest unstable factor in the wasteland. As long as they are still flooding, the number of merchants in the past will not increase. Anyway, the extinction of the entire Gru land is my territory, and Maple Leaf Village is also a bridge between humans and Bemon, so the caravans have to stay here. I have the right to collect fees from them!"

"At that time, we can open a tavern, an opera house, a brothel... no matter what, we have to find ways to keep these merchants."

"Brotherhouse?" Leren raised his eyebrows. "Rogue, don't make those bad ideas."

"Just an example!" Yang Dashuan smiled and said, "If everything was really based on his vision, it would only take one or two years to be promoted to a town." By that time, the special buildings that could be built would not be the only one now."

"Yes, we still have mines. The Kemesl Mountains also belong to our territory. We can also hire some blacksmiths. At that time, the weapons and equipment in the territory will be free of purchase, which will save a lot of money." Alice said excitedly, and the quill quickly wrote down on the kraft paper. "The territory must not only have food, but also animal husbandry. At that time, we can buy a batch of cubs from the Bemon tribe!"

"This proposal is good!" Yang Dashuan nodded.

"Yes, I have seen it too. Although crops are not suitable for growing in the wasteland, they are suitable for the growth of forage. In our Elf Empire, there are some seeds of forage."

Alice listened and wrote.

Even the dwarf elder who passed by couldn't help but interrupt. "In fact, the scope of our consideration is not only farmland. Sweet potatoes and corn are all made. When the harvest is good, you can give the animals food. If the harvest is not good, you can also use it to satisfy your hunger."

"Alice, remember it quickly!" Yang Dashuan couldn't stop smiling.

There were no grass seeds in the VIP store, which was the only thing he felt was a little troublesome. Although there was still one month before spring, the fact that the territory was about to develop was urgent. He looked at Leren who was racking his brains and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Alice drew circles on her note, wrote down all possible solutions, and then put away the quill.

I don’t know when it started to snow outside again. The flying catkins covered the sky and covered the entire field of view.

"You know, it will never snow in our Bemon tribe!" Alice suddenly felt a sense of emotion.

Old Yang suddenly skipped a beat and thought of something bad.

Lelen is different from Alice. Alice was indirectly sold to her by her brother. Although she was a little nostalgic about her hometown, she still had some unforgettable hatred. However, Lelen was captured and left her home completely. Lao Yang often saw Lelen sighing to the Nanyao Forest. It seemed that she was homesick.

The room suddenly became silent and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

The fire in the room was burning and crackling.

"Sorry!" Alice found that she was saying the wrong thing, and her big tail swayed uneasy.

"It's nothing. I've had this kind of enlightenment since I was captured by you. In fact, it's pretty good now. Everything in life here is very good." Leren said with a wry smile.

"Actually you were not captured by our Bemon tribe!" Alice licked her beautiful lips and whispered. "The elves are too. Although I have only joined the caravan this year, I know there has always been a hidden thread in the family that can buy elves. Our family took over from there and then sold elves to the human kingdom."

What?

Yang Dashuan widened his eyes. There was something hidden behind this? "How long has it been?"

"It's been almost two or three years. Every year, the family will receive a group of elves. My family is not big, and I can only support so many subordinates by selling this road." Alice lowered her head and curled up uneasy with her legs. "The status of a woman is actually very low in the Bemon tribe, even the same is true for priests. I have no say at all and cannot stop these things. Otherwise, I wouldn't stay here."

Yang Dashuan hugged Alice tightly, and the little fox's body trembled even harder.

"It's been two or three years!" Leren chewed the word carefully and frowned. "I've never heard of such a thing."

"Does the Elf Empire not have its own exclusive army? It's at least a thousand people who have plundered so many elves in one go. Is it because such a large group of people suddenly appeared in the territory of the Elf Empire? I don't believe it!" Yang Dashuan shook his head and kept smacking his lips. "And it's been two or three years!"

"Yes, tree elves are stationed on the periphery of Nanyao Forest. They are the best javelins in the Elf Empire, and they can shoot enemies three hundred yards away into sieves!" Leren held her breath, and suddenly she thought of something terrible.

"Walking silently in the territory of the Elf Empire, plundering the elves without warning and selling them out. This matter is definitely strange!" Yang Dashuan stood up. "Lellen, otherwise we will go to the Nanyao Forest when the snow stops. I must help you seek justice!"

"Let's forget about this!" Leren shook his head quickly. "There is no justice or unfairness. The moon god Eluni let me meet you, which is the most fair thing for me."
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