The Fengluo Gang's face changed again and turned red. This time it was not anger, but shame.

Many people under my rule cannot find jobs, but they actually thought that the price of meat was expensive and sold directly. It was indeed a trait.

But why didn’t I think I could use the cold environment to store things, control the temperature, freeze meat, and refrigerate vegetables.

His eyes lit up when he thought of refrigerated vegetables.

The person who reported the news did not wait for the city lord to show off, and said, "They also said, don't think about freezing meat that has been reduced in cycles, so they refrigerate a lot of ordinary vegetables, because some places are winter and some places are summer. The yield of growing vegetables in summer is high and the price is low, and they can't compete with others."

"Why are they so many things?" Feng Luo Gang was so suffocated that he finally had an idea, but before he could tell it, he was blocked back.

"Sir, don't worry, they said they could store special varieties of fruits and vegetables in moderation, the unique kind." The person who reported the message comforted.

"Why is the right amount?" Feng Luobang didn't understand.

"Because we have no money."

Feng Luo Gang: "..."

He grabbed the white wine bottle next to him, unscrewed the lid, and fed it twice. He grinned so hard that he twitched for more than ten times before he even breathed evenly, and nodded with his teeth.

Then he said, "Since I know I have no money, they told me how to make money? Aren't they very powerful? I have calculated everything and didn't even let go of my reaction. So, is it that what to do to make money?"

The person who reported the news took two steps back, looked at the old man, got a look of 'Don't be afraid, say boldly', and took a deep breath and said, "I said, they said that they are preparing the shrimp fishing tools now, and they will sell this in the future. One point sells out of the outsiders with ten points."

Feng Luo Gang heard this. He was about to sneer and refute, but he stopped it again. He was afraid that he would be blocked again after he said the refutation.

So the words to his mouth became: "Yeah! Let's continue."

The person who reported the message blinked: "Sir, don't you say anything?"

"What do you want me to say? Then what do you want to do?" The city lord asked with gritted teeth, staring at his eyes.

He could see that the grandson-in-law, who was placed in a miscellaneous position, was intentional, thinking of finding fun in it and taking revenge on himself.

OK. I will let you build an ice warehouse tomorrow, no, I will start working in a while.

"Grandpa, don't do this. I have no other intention. They gave me two hundred bags of spicy hot pot and the corresponding stuff used to rinse. One pack can rinse 3,000 servings. They said I can get more. I need you to say something, I say something. I am thinking about making money and buying things for your granddaughter. It's not easy for me to support my family."

The person who reported the news had to recruit him.

"Tell me quickly." The Fengluo Gang didn't have the heart to care about this mess.

"It's an adult." The person who reported the news changed his name and said: "They said that Hanwan Ice Prawns are delicious all over the world. However, due to their excessive reputation, the number of ice shrimps has been declining year by year. It is less than one thousandth of what it was ten thousand years ago.

So you should apply for protection from the system to control the acquisition quantity and acquisition method, and the system guarantees that it will agree. Then you specify how many shrimps you can get per day and use the fishing method. Once the quantity arrives, others must stop fishing if they don’t catch it, otherwise the system will deal with it.

You see, at that time, we sell shrimp fishing tools every day, and the profit is 900%. There are many people who fish, and we usually use nets to catch them and shrimp cages."

"It makes sense." The city lord nodded. But he said again: "The front is good, but the later thoughts are too naive. Why do others have to buy high-priced fishing gear? Even if you buy it, will one fishing gear break if it is used once?"

"Thank you, grandpa, I'm sure you'll get ten packs." The person who reported the message thanked first, and then replied: "They said that you need a certificate to catch shrimps, one rod and one certificate, and it only takes one day. Please buy a rod tomorrow to collect the certificate. Who dares not to obey? Leave it to the system."

"Oh~hehehe..." The old man laughed there.

The people in other rooms dared not laugh out loud, so they had to turn around, cover their stomachs, and cover their mouths, but they really couldn't pinch their thighs.

Feng Luo helped him grab the wine bottle and poured a big mouthful, exhaled slowly, his eyes rolled, and said, "They think it's good, but... you keep going."

"But what?" The person who reported the message was looking forward to it.

"You keep talking."

"Okay...right!" The person who reported the news was disappointed and said, "We can recycle the fishing rod after they bought it. The recycling price we bought for one point is charged at ten of our own currency, which is equivalent to one tenth of a point, so we will make a profit."

"Yeah! Say." The city lord made up his mind and didn't say much, he said more and said more and made mistakes.

The person who reported the news sighed: "Ah~ they said that the fishing rods that have been used once will not be sold to outsiders tomorrow. The ones that sell them are all new rods, because the new rods are not handy. The old rods we collect are used by our own people and fish with them. When the total number is enough, outsiders can't catch them. We compete with them, so they can only buy more certificates."

Speaking of this, he stopped and looked at the city lord.

"It's gone?" Feng Luo asked.

"Yes, they said, don't be afraid of not being able to sell shrimps, and it doesn't matter if others don't eat our shrimps."

"Hmph!" Feng Luo snorted coldly. He was about to talk about this problem just now, but thanks to him, he held back.

The person who reported the news looked very distressed: "They said that ice shrimps are different from other shrimps. The environment in which ice shrimps live makes them live without any parasites and the meat is tender. Others buy them and cook them, steam them, fried them, shaved them, and sautify them, which is a waste.

There should be only one way to eat ice shrimp, raw. They gave me two recipes, one was drunk shrimp, and the other was raw shrimp, and then dipped it in the sauce after picking the thread.

There is another type of thing they said they don’t need a recipe. Ice the shrimp, squeeze out the oil from the shrimp head, mix a little salt and apply it on the shrimp meat. Of course, if you want to dip it in something else, they also gave me the method of making the three-metal oil, which is very simple."

Speaking of this, the people who reported the news spread out: "It's gone."

"It's really gone?" asked the city lord.

"They talk about what they will do in the future. Now the time is not ripe and we have no money."

"Why did they give you all the prescription?"

"Is there any difference? Oh, I have a better relationship with No. 676."

"Go, sell your spicy hot pot, and prepare more. All the staff in Xuezhongcheng will eat spicy hot pot tonight."

"Where is the cost of buying materials?"

"Don't you have a good relationship with No. 676? Go quickly."

"Anyway, if you make less money, your granddaughter will be anxious about you." The person who reported the news muttered and walked out.

The news reported and left, and the others in the room did not make a sound. Feng Luogang sat there, holding a bottle in his arms, staring at the view outside through the window, and silent for a long time.

The old man picked up his tobacco pot, stuffed it in tobacco leaves, lit it, wrapped it in two mouthfuls, and then slowly exhaled it, allowing the smoke to cover his face, narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The people who didn't make a sound looked at the old man who was smoking and followed the city lord toward the window. There were low houses outside, with the wind blowing, and the wind chimes tied to the eaves jingled.
Chapter completed!