Chapter 294: Good Wife Selection

Aunt Meifang slapped her thigh and smiled happily, "Okay, I'll ask my son to come over after he comes back from buying the red medicine. Then, Mr. Tang, you have to give him a good calculation."

Tang Liangjun pursed his lips and nodded with a smile.

Seeing that he was not arrogant and did not act like a master, Aunt Meifang's eyes curved and she had a better impression of him.

I couldn't help feeling sorry. Why wasn't she a little girl? Otherwise, she would definitely be a good candidate for a wife.

Aunt Meifang wanted to pull him aside to continue chatting since she was occupying a seat, but the older sisters next to her disagreed.

"Meifang, please give Teng Teng your seat after you finish your calculation. I also want to ask Mr. Tang to do a calculation for me."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Tang, help my wife calculate where she can make a fortune. She doesn't need to stumble upon a mineral to become rich overnight. Just calculate which direction is the best for wealth. I'll ask him to come over."

"I'm counting on it, I'm counting on it. My old man and son don't have any red medicine on them. Is there any danger these days? If there is, I'll tell them not to go out. Killing monsters and opening treasure chests are not as important as their lives. It's not too late to go out after we stock up on red medicine."

"Yes, yes, with Mr. Tang's accurate calculations, buying red medicine will be easy in the future."

The old sisters were talking to each other enthusiastically, and even Aunt Meifang couldn't stand it and was squeezed out.

Tang Liangjun had become such a popular figure that everyone gathered around him. His face was filled with helplessness, and he kept shouting with a bitter expression, "Line up, line up, come one by one, come one by one."

All in all, his fortune-telling stall has taken shape and his business is starting to take off.

Meanwhile, a group of people from Honglian Village were standing in the back alley outside the building, looking at each other in confusion with a group of slaves who were squatting and eating Danmu fruits.

"They are the slaves in the global village?" Shen Tu opened his mouth and looked at the group of people squatting under the eaves outside a large open wooden house, his eyes shining.

They had walked in from the village entrance and met many people from the Global Village along the way.

Although the big cotton-padded jackets on those people were a bit fancy, both adults and children were in high spirits, and their eyes were full of hope for their future life.

Unlike this group of people, they all looked tired and numb, their cotton jackets were worn out, they looked disheveled, and they ate the fruit voraciously.

You can tell at first glance that he is a person at the bottom of society.

In this global village, apart from the formal villagers, there are only slaves. This group of people must be the slaves in the global village.

"Yeah." Yi Beiming narrowed his narrow and long phoenix eyes and swept them over the group of slaves. The corners of his eyes curled up with a faint smile.

After getting the correct answer, Shen Tu patted his chest with a look of relief, "Fortunately, we didn't oppose Long Teng and didn't do anything to Miss Yun. Otherwise, we might have ended up in the same miserable situation as these people."

It is so miserable to be a slave in such a good global village and watch others eat and drink well, Shen Tu thought to himself.

Then he looked at Yi Beiming with admiration, "It seems the village chief has the foresight to make friends with Miss Yun."

Dou Xing snorted defiantly, "Do you even need to tell me that? The village chief always considers the long-term."

Yi Beiming raised the corners of his lips impishly and accepted their compliments with joy.

But Shen Tu, who didn't interrupt the conversation, was unhappy and glared at Dou Xing angrily.

This kid is really not likable. Even if he really turns back into one of our own, he still makes me feel very uncomfortable.

Seeing that Yibei Ming and his group had not left for a long time, Zack, who was in the leftmost group of the slave pile, looked up at them, finished eating the Danmu fruit in a few bites, wiped his hands casually on his clothes, and walked towards them.

Zach forced a smile, perhaps even kind, from his fierce face. Baring his yellow teeth, he asked, "Are you new to the Global Village? Do you need any help?"

Shen Tu and his companions looked over in surprise.

Even Yi Beiming's devilishly charming face showed a hint of surprise. His narrow, long, almond-shaped eyes scanned Zach for a few times. A smile formed on his lips as he took a step forward and said, "We just came here following the scent. May I know your name, brother?"

Zach grinned broadly and introduced himself without hiding anything. "My name is Zach. I used to be the leader of an interstellar pirate, and now I'm a slave actively undergoing labor reform in the Earth Village. If you have any difficulties, please come to me. I will definitely help you as long as I am able."

Yi Beiming's eyes flickered, and then he lowered them to hide his emotions, the faint smile on his lips not fading. "So it's Brother Zach. Speaking of which, we are indeed new to the Global Village and don't know much about it. Brother Zach, can you tell us about the specific situation in this Global Village?"

Zach's eyes lit up. "Of course. It's our lunch break now, so my brothers and I will take you on a tour of the Global Village. We are the first slaves of the Global Village, and we know as much about it as the local residents do."

Zack patted his chest and called out to the brothers who were watching eagerly from behind.

The group of star pirate brothers immediately surrounded them enthusiastically and smiled ingratiatingly at the men from Honglian Village.

Then I also tried to get close to him and make friends with him.

The people surrounding Honglian Village walked out of the alley chatting and laughing.

The strange enthusiasm made Yibei Ming a little stunned.

The slaves who were still squatting in the big wooden house were chewing on the danmu fruits. Some of them were envious, some were jealous, and some were mocking.

The expressions in their eyes are different.

Mu Tong's face was bruised and purple, and he watched them leave with a gloomy look in his eyes. He sneered in his heart that Zack was still so stupid. It was simply wishful thinking for him to learn from Haru, who turned over a new leaf, win his favor, and then ask for the opportunity to become a formal resident.

This shortcut can only be taken by a small number of people who have not committed any serious mistakes. How could people like them who have killed countless people be let out so easily?

Furthermore, both the Global Village system and the Village Chief Yun are extremely keen on using this group of free labor, so how could they be freed from their slave status so quickly?

Mu Tong was very clear about himself. Even if he was more obedient and more active, Village Chief Yun would not be able to pull him out of the fire pit of slavery.

So what Zack and his group did seemed ridiculous to him. Instead of wasting time trying to please others, they would be better off planning how to rebel and overthrow the village chief Yun.

"Second in command." Jason approached cautiously, "I have a bottle of red medicine here. Do you want to treat your injuries?"

Mu Tong suppressed the gloom in his eyes, lowered his eyes, and glanced at the red medicine in his hand with a smile, "No need, I'm not seriously injured. The boss knows how to strike hard. And if I recover today, the boss will hit me harder tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)