Shang Weitian said, I really want to exploit them!
However, in comparison, he almost looks like a philanthropist.
Logically speaking, whether it is selling Qing Dynasty inventory at a fair price or working to pay off debts, Shang Weitian does it very ruthlessly.
However, despite this condition, the other party was deeply grateful.
This is also the reason why Shang Weitian, a profiteer, can prosper in this era of gods coming, and why all countries like to do business with him. This old fox can always grasp the right balance.
On the one hand, he made crazy profits for Daxia, and on the other hand, he made Daxia deeply grateful to all countries...
Xingye on the side still didn't understand: "With these conditions, only five hundred yuan a month, why are there so many people signing up?"
"Haha." Brenda smiled bitterly, feeling a little ashamed, "Maybe you don't know what kind of life we ordinary people in Europe are living now."
It is clear that winter has passed and the ice and snow have melted.
"The spring for sowing has finally come, but the people are having the most difficult time now."
"With the end of winter, the material assistance for the summer has also ended. People need to live frugally with the limited grain reserves, and they have to work hard to open up wasteland and cultivate land."
"Poseidon destroyed too much land at the beginning. Although Poseidon has retreated now, the iron ore is still covered under hundreds of meters of silt, making it difficult to clean up."
"This has resulted in our current shortage of steel resources. All steel resources must be used to build weapons and produce parts for God-killing mechas. There are no large agricultural tools at all. There are almost no harvesters and seeders. The agricultural production method has almost returned to the Middle Ages.
Even cattle are rare."
"The people must use their own hands to open up the fields and cultivate them." Brenda sighed: "The workload is already huge, and there is not much to eat. The people are all hungry and emaciated, and some people have to dig.
They dug wild vegetables from the grass roots to satisfy their hunger, and some people even couldn't help but eat all the seeds."
"The couple worked hard all day and only had half a piece of pancake when they got home..." Brenda shook her head, "Instead of the whole family starving like this, it is better to send one person to work and farm in Daxia."
"Although the work is hard, at least I take care of my food and shelter. I have enough steamed buns and one pound of pork every day."
"And we still live in the absolutely safe Daxia. This is simply a dream life."
"Although there are only 500 yuan for full attendance every month, with the purchasing power of Daxia coins, 25 kilograms of flour on the market is equivalent to more than 90 yuan of Daxia coins. Five hundred yuan can buy a full 125 yuan."
It’s more than a kilogram, which is more than 250 kilograms.”
She is obviously the leader of the Alliance of Gods, but now Brenda is talking about rice, rice, oil and salt. She calculated carefully: "Seven taels of flour make one pound of steamed buns. No matter how much one person can eat, two pounds of steamed buns a day is only one and a half pounds of flour."
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"The 500 yuan I earned was converted into more than 250 kilograms of flour and sent back to my family, which is enough to feed six people for a month."
"It can be said that if one person comes to Daxia to work, the whole family will have no worries about food and drink."
Brenda said, but her tone became more and more frustrated, as if she was counting down the sins of her and the Alliance of Gods.
As the Alliance of Gods that leads the countries in Europe, the Alliance of Gods bears certain responsibilities when Europe encounters such a situation.
If the Alliance of Gods could all listen to Daxia's suggestion at the first time and unite the European countries.
If the European countries are pushing each other to build the Great Steel Wall, the Alliance of Gods can intervene forcefully.
The outcome might be different.
But now that the consequences have been brewed, it's too late to say anything.
Everyone listened, and although it had nothing to do with him, their faces were somewhat complicated.
Once upon a time, Daxia also experienced this kind of hunger.
This is why the people of Daxia now regard food as extremely important, because the fear of hunger has already penetrated into the blood of every Daxia people.
"Help them." Xingye glanced at Lin Fan and said, "Daxia is very short of manpower right now. You can discuss with Shang Weitian and allow more of them to come and work."
Lin Fan waved his hand and said directly: "No need to discuss, I make the decision. In this way, the quota of three million people will be expanded to five million, and the treatment will remain the same. I will contact Shang Weitian later. Although it will be more troublesome in management.
, but it can also alleviate the shortage of manpower in Daxia."
"Thank you, Master!" With tears in his eyes
Brenda laughed, "I'll tell them right now, people won't march again if they know there are two million more places."
These five million quotas directly provide food for 30 million people in Europe!
With mutual help, at least the European side will not starve to death.
Lin Fan was just sighing when he heard Brenda say again: "And with more salary, we can buy hundreds more cores of the God-killing Mecha from Daxia!"
Lin Fan's smile became complicated.
Co-authored Daxia Money Making Daxia Flower, I want to take it home with you, right?
To be honest, Lin Fan felt like a wealthy landlord. He worked for him and had to spend his salary back later.
It can be called a wage recovery plan.
Brenda and Ou Fang were completely sold and were still counting their money.
But for Brenda and the European people, this was indeed the best choice, so Lin Fan didn't say much.
"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. We are almost at the agriculture in central China," Lin Fan smiled and said, "Everyone is ready to start. After all, we are the gods of Daxia. Even if we are farming, we can't be ashamed!"
Half an hour later.
"Squeak~"
As the tires rubbed sharply against the ground, the plane landed smoothly at the airport.
"Commander-in-Chief, you and the gods of Daxia are here." The local representative personally picked him up with a respectful smile.
Lin Fan smiled: "Well, there's no need to entertain us, we're all here to work. Let's work first while it's still dark."
"Next to the airport is a newly designated agricultural area, which is waiting to be reclaimed. Many people are already busy there." The local representative said quickly: "I will take you there right now."
"It's easy to say." Lin Fan turned around and said loudly to the gods of Daxia and more than 6,000 members of the divine army: "Many people say that the gods of Daxia only know how to fight, and they are not as good as a professional worker in building walls."
"We'll be here soon, come on, work hard, we gods will show the common people what the gods of Daxia are today!"
"good!"
"I, Bai Qi, am the best at farming! I, Bai Qi, can cultivate a hundred acres of land in one day!"
"Oh, what's wrong with me, my old ox? My old ox has a thousand-meter body, and he can cultivate a thousand acres in one day!"
"I, Mengtian, am also the God of the Earth. Although this is not about building a wall, it is also about clearing up wasteland. Mengtian is not a big deal either."
Even the members of the Divine Legion shouted enthusiastically: "Don't fight with me. Before I joined the army, I helped my parents farm at home! Today I will plant ten acres!"
The warriors and the gods of Daxia were also very aggressive.
I vow to let the people see what the gods of Daxia are capable of, let the people see if the gods of Daxia can only fight, and let the people learn a lot!
However.
The moment they walked out of the airport, everyone was dumbfounded.
Lin Fan's smile gradually stiffened.
In the distance, on the uncultivated wasteland overgrown with weeds, tens of thousands of soldiers lined up.
The soldiers had no sickles or hoes in their hands. Instead, they carried large iron boxes on their backs and held sprayer-like pipes in their hands.
Lin Fan muttered at first: "Whose army is this? Didn't they say they are not allowed to use herbicides? This will pollute the environment!"
The local representative on the side said quickly: "Commander-in-Chief, that is not a herbicide, that is..."
Before he finished speaking, there was another movement in the wasteland.
"Weeding!" A loudspeaker shouted: "Listen to my command and start weeding!"
"Three, two, one!"
The soldiers all pulled the wrench, and the next moment...
"boom!!"
Thousands of fire dragons rolled out!
The terrifying flames spread like a sea of fire, burning all the weeds on the ground!
Lin Fan's eyes widened: "This..."
"This is a flamethrower." The local representative chuckled.
Lin Fan was confused
Look at this raging sea of fire.
Co-authored: Now when we are weeding in the summer, do we just use the flamethrower?
Most of the endless wasteland in the distance was burned quickly. The soldiers holding flamethrowers and wearing heat-proof clothing walked in the flames, like gods in charge of the flames.
All the weeds turned into black ash.
Lin Fan even saw Chique and a group of fire attribute users inside. Chique happily surged in the firelight, and flames billowed wherever he passed.
"This is too hardcore... But aren't you afraid of causing a fire?" Lin Fan looked confused.
"What are you afraid of?" the local representative smiled.
Seeing that the wasteland was almost burned, a voice came from the loudspeaker again: "It's almost burned, put out the fire!"
Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
But I didn't expect it.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Several cannons roared instantly, and the rumbling sound made the world tremble.
"Why are you firing off cannons!" Lin Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously took out the Shura knife: "Where's the fight?"
The local representative quickly said: "Don't worry, it's artificial rainfall."
Sure enough, I saw water vapor rising in the air instantly and condensing into clouds!
Some water-based superpowers began to form formations, accelerating the condensation of water vapor in the air.
Only for a moment.
"Crash!"
A heavy rain poured down.
It will extinguish the monstrous sea of fire, and turn the burned black, dry and hard land into moist and soft.
The black ash from the burned weeds is also soaked into the soil and turned into inorganic fertilizer.
It directly became a man-made, soft, black soil suitable for sowing.
The corners of Lin Fan's mouth twitched slightly.
Artificial rainfall... used to open up wasteland?
Lin Fan said complicatedly: "Isn't this a bit exaggerated?"
Mr. Jin on the side frowned and said: "How exaggerated."
"Ah?" Lin Fan was stunned.
"Didn't you say that this land reclamation is also a war with the gods? Since it is a war... I will directly transform the artillery unit and firepower unit into a land reclamation brigade." Mr. Jin frowned and said: "It's all in accordance with your arrangements.
Yes."
"What you have in front of you is the 1st Artillery Regiment, now the 1st Regiment for Land Reclamation. Just in order to fight against the severe winter, we have stored a lot of fuel and high-temperature weapons, and now we have some left, just in time to open up wasteland."
"Don't tell me, it's quite easy after you get the weapon."
Lin Fan: "???"
nonsense!
Isn’t it easy?
You even used flamethrowers and cannons!
What do you think this is going on? Is this a war?
Before Lin Fan could recover, the loudspeaker shouted again: "Okay, the reclamation team, start reclamation!"
Suddenly there was a mechanical roar between heaven and earth.
Lin Fan silently looked into the distance and saw a dozen steel giants filled with steam and roaring engines walking towards them. The ground seemed to be trembling.
The mechanical eyes emitted a cold red light.
"This is..." Lin Fan was confused for a moment.
"Why don't you recognize the God-killing Mecha?" Mr. Jin asked doubtfully.
"Knowing is knowing..." Lin Fan said in a complex tone, "But the question is, isn't this god-killing mecha built to fight against gods! God-killing, god-killing! Listen to this name!"
"Why did you use it for farming?"
"What's wrong with this? As you said, this land reclamation is also a war with the gods... I just used it for farming." Old Jin scratched his head and said: "Don't tell me, this thing is too much for farming.
convenient……"
These dozen machines, which were five hundred meters high, walked into the endless 10,000-meter wasteland, and they actually carried a thousand-meter-wide stainless steel rake on their shoulders.
"boom!"
More than a dozen god-killing mechas stood side by side, and then slammed down the rake.
"boom!"
The ground roared, as if everything was being smashed to pieces!
This is the power of killing gods!
This is a god-killing mecha!
As a result, this land was actually used for farming... It was a complete dimensionality reduction attack!
Lin Fan stared dumbfounded as these dozen god-killing mechas roared and dragged their rakes away step by step. However, the land plowed by the rakes had all turned into high and low orderly ridges.
The fine gravel was directly crushed by the heavy footsteps of the God-killing mecha walking in front.
The reason why land reclamation is laborious is because we have to pick out the gravel in the soil. As a result, those gravels are directly crushed into powder in front of the steel feet of the God-killing Mecha.
There’s no need to single it out at all…
Just by walking through it, a wasteland with a radius of 10,000 meters turned into fertile farmland.
That's not all.
"boom!"
Suddenly a strong wind swept through, and hundreds of wind power users stirred up the strong wind, like a large seeder, rolling up seeds one by one and falling on the field.
"Pour more water!"
The loudspeaker shouted again, the heavy artillery roared again, and the water superpower once again condensed water vapor and controlled the water flow.
In an instant, another light rain fell, falling on the ridges of the fields.
Under the control of a person with water powers, the water flow actually washed out irrigation routes in the field ridges, covering the entire field and flowing through it.
"Fertilize the troops!" the loudspeaker shouted again.
In the sky, a transport plane suddenly roared in!
Flying at a low altitude of tens of meters, fine fertilizer is evenly sprinkled.
"long!"
A group of wood-type superpowers roared, and each seed accelerated its growth slightly, barely sprouting root tips on the moist and fertile soil.
Although it is not as scary as the God of Agriculture's acceleration of plant growth, five days a day, it also ensures the germination rate.
In the blink of an eye, the ten thousand meters of wasteland in front of us turned into thousands of acres of fertile farmland.
Seeing this scene, Lin Fan fell silent.
Bai Qi looked at the sickle in his hand and silently hid the sickle behind his back.
The Bull Demon King showed an awkward smile.
Meng Tian, the God of Earth, lowered his head and picked up his nails.
"Do you want to help here?" The local representative looked at Lin Fan with an expectant look on his face: "I will arrange for you to come in right now. The soldiers and local people can also see the heroic appearance of our commander-in-chief and learn from it.
"
Lin Fan smiled awkwardly: "I don't think it's necessary."
What am I going to do?
Cut grass with a knife?
Look at it like this, do you really need my help?
It’s not embarrassing enough for me to go up there!
The Shura Sword in Lin Fan's hand can stretch for thousands of meters when activated.
With one cut, there is a thousand-meter ravine.
But land reclamation is not just about cutting randomly. It is enough to go back and create ravines. This is not called land reclamation. It is called destroying the surface and blocking traffic... Lin Fan still knows a lot about it. His ability to open up wasteland and cultivate land may be better than using it.
The average person who is a hoe is stronger. After all, he has never done this kind of work before. He relies entirely on the power of God Shura to do it hard.
Lin Fan thought, he should not go up and embarrass himself.
The local representative looked at Bai Qi: "I've heard for a long time that the God of Death has an unparalleled sickle in the world, how about..."
Bai Qi, who was speaking eloquently before, silently put away his blood sickle and looked up at the sky: "Ahem, ah, the weather is good today..."
Bai Qi thought about it, even if his sickle swung out sparks, it might not be as good as the God-killing mecha dragging a thousand-meter plow for a few more steps...
The Bull Demon King, who held his head high and his chest high, silently retreated behind the crowd.
Originally, he was thinking that he could find a professional counterpart.
After all, thousands of years ago, the cattle tribe was a good helper for humans in farming.
In the era of slash-and-burn farming, oxen pulled the plow in front and humans planted rice in the back.
With the combination of man and cow, the work is not tiring.
In the end, I never expected to bring it... Are you humans completely crazy now?
The yellow wind monster was thoughtful: "Is this how you farm... Then if I hold a few sacks of seeds in my mouth and blow them out in one breath, it can be regarded as a seeder..."
