There was a dim light in the warehouse illuminated by torches, which was a dim portal taking shape. Zhou Qingfeng stood in front of the portal, waiting for the arrival of the last batch of trading materials.
In the boy's mind, the succubus was chuckling, "Dear, thank you for the green crystal you provided. I wish you a good dream tonight. I also look forward to you sending more and better soul crystals next time. If you want
Everything will be satisfied.”
The laughter was sultry and echoed endlessly.
Zhou Qingfeng closed his eyes slightly, and there were already a lot of daily necessities such as pots and pans in front of him. After the idea of entering the service industry was launched, he found that he had greatly underestimated the tediousness of this matter. It is not just about eating and drinking.
Take good care of the big men who spend money.
Building a house is a simple matter, as long as the manpower and material resources are sufficient, it can be completed. But it is really annoying to train a group of catering service workers. There is a shortage of everything in the Black Forest, and local procurement and manufacturing are extremely expensive, so it is not as good as
Let the succubus get it.
Rubio, Seth, Hilly, Lao Borg, Inisha, a bunch of people are having headaches for all kinds of new things. Zhou Qingfeng has never stopped organizing emergency training courses, but in the end the problem is solved by spending money.
Cold Wind City hired a group of skilled workers.
"The only good news now is that the cost of our goods is low and the funds are returned quickly." Zhou Qingfeng silently comforted himself in his heart - after the news of the Elf Ruins spread, the entire Northland was shocked.
There is no convenient information and media in the other world, but you only need to go to the tavern in the village that has not yet been fully built to know how popular this matter is.
In just one month, more than two hundred adventurers came from Cold Wind City and rushed towards the elven ruins occupied by the Magru tribe.
There are rich and poor adventurers. The poor ones just take a knife and go straight into the forest to fight for their lives. It is usually difficult to come out alive, and even if they do come out, there will be no gain. The rich ones try their best to form a team and raise as much money as possible.
Men and supplies, collective action.
Regardless of whether you are rich or poor, the only place in the Black Forest that can accommodate adventurers is Zhou Qingfeng's Harmony Village. He has to rely on him to solve the problems of eating, drinking, sleeping, etc. This brings a large number of tourists to the village under construction, and also brings a
to make huge profits.
A pound of finely ground wheat only costs two or three copper coins in the grain-producing south. But in the north, the price has to be multiplied by ten. If it is to be transported to the remote Black Forest, the price will increase even further.
Zhou Qingfeng used the power of the succubus to transport a large amount of food. The price of each pound of wheat flour was only five copper coins - the devil was born with the ability to cast spells, and the succubus Medeisi, as a businessman, was even better at this. Ask it to transport it
, the price is also cheap.
Just reselling flour is enough for Zhou Qingfeng to make a lot of money. He uses the cheap food he obtains to not only control the lifeblood of various human settlements in the Black Forest, but also provides abundant food to the adventurers who come here to make a fortune.
This is an advantage that Zhou Qingfeng cannot match.
Even if someone understands what Zhou Qingfeng does, they can't compete with him for business. After all, high-quality soul crystals are too rare and precious in the world of swords and magic. From Inisa's point of view, Zhou Qingfeng uses
Exchanging soul crystals for food would definitely be a huge loss.
But Zhou Qingfeng is not without trouble. He not only needs food, he also needs salt, grease, vegetables, paper, candles, and all kinds of daily necessities. These things are not produced in the Black Forest at all, so he can only rely on outside sources.
transport.
However, the supply of supplies is not endless.
On the contrary, the food output in other worlds is very low. All goods are produced by handicrafts, with very poor efficiency and unstable quality.
Zhou Qingfeng bought all the food stocks that could be mobilized in a southern city at once. Although the succubus promised that he could get food from another place, there was an upper limit on the total amount.
At most, it can feed two thousand people.
If you want to develop, you can only do it based on such a small population.
Zhou Qingfeng walked out of the warehouse and said to Rubio who was waiting outside: "The food is inside, please count it and put it in storage."
The old profiteer peered into the warehouse and beamed with joy. He said with great joy: "Master, you are really amazing. If you can get food in this way, no one in the Black Forest can be your opponent."
"The Black Forest is too small and too remote. I just want to continue to grow based here. I will definitely go to other places in the future. But now I can only feed two thousand people at most. Among them are at least five to six hundred foreign adventurers.
"
"Actually, if the per capita ration quota is lowered, we can feed 3,000 people."
"Are you raising three thousand weak losers?" Zhou Qingfeng blocked Rubio back with one sentence, "Just two thousand, let's make some money first. I hope there won't be any trouble during this period."
Speaking of trouble, Rubio had to cough and reminded: "Sir, Mr. Tambors is back."
"Oh..., is his adventure with his teacher over? How is it?"
"It's very bad. Many people died and only six came back. Mr. Fabro, the teacher of Tambos, also lived in our village. He said he wanted to see you. Some things cannot be avoided. Greedy people are everywhere.
, if we don’t provoke them, they will come to us.
Fortunately, you did not go directly to Cold Wind City to develop. If you go there, we will have no room for resistance. Those greedy powerful people will be like monsters who want to smell blood. No matter what you do, they will be swallowed up."
Rubio's words made Zhou Qingfeng feel heavy. He stared at the night sky silently and could feel the ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness of this world of "the weak and the strong". There was only one way to solve this problem, and that was to become stronger.
In his mind, the evil god Cyric said: "Boy, maybe we can help each other."
Zhou Qingfeng frowned and became wary.
Cyric continued: "We hate and be wary of each other, which does no good to anyone. It is better to give in to each other. I will gather my believers to support you, and you will allow them to establish churches in the village.
I have regained some strength recently and have been able to contact the believers in Coldwind City. I plan to select a voter among them. This may not be enough to get you out of all trouble, but it can give you a certain buffer time.
I know you don't trust me, and there should be other ways to solve the current troubles, but why not add some more chips and insurance? Our fight with each other can be long-term."
Zhou Qingfeng pondered for a moment and asked: "Cyric, you can do this secretly, why did you tell me? Can I still prevent you from establishing a dì xià jiào huì?"
"But I don't want a church, I want an open church. I don't want you to interfere, and I also need to give believers a stable place to stay," Cyric explained.
Zhou Qingfeng pondered for a while and said: "I agree to your request, but I have conditions. First, your church cannot have more than twenty people. Second, your church is not allowed to develop believers in my territory. Third,
, I have the right to tell your people to get out at any time."
"Deal." Cyric agreed happily.
After fighting for a long time, one person and one god finally cooperated again.
Just one day later, a petite girl wearing a tight leather jacket and a long whip came to Harmony Village in a carriage. She found Zhou Qingfeng carelessly and shouted straight to the point: "Hey, you are Victor Hugo? I am
The Lord asked me to serve you."
The girl with the bulging front and back is only about 1.5 meters tall. She is small, but has curvy figures. She has everything she should have, but the configuration is beyond the standard.
But she crackled the whip and shouted playfully and proudly: "But I don't like serving the weak. How about we compete to see who is stronger? If you lose, come and serve this 'queen'."
"
Looking at the innocent and cute baby face of the little girl, Zhou Qingfeng asked seriously: "Cyric, are you kidding me? Is this your electorate? Is this a psychopath?"
The God of Murder didn't speak for a long time, and he hesitated for a long time before he managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Be patient, this is the only thing I can inspire now."