There were candles burning in the single-family wooden house, the candlelight flickering, and a family was lying on the ground, with sheets casually spread out on their bodies.
It wasn't long before dawn, and the old woman tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
"Why aren't you sleeping?" The husband couldn't sleep either, so he turned over and looked at his wife.
The old woman whispered, "What about our land?"
If I live in town, I will have to walk a long way to farm. What if someone steals my crops during harvest time?
The husband didn't think it was a big deal: "During the busy farming season, we still live in the old house. On other days, we still go back to town to sleep."
"Those two guys won't go out during the busy farming season." The husband patted his wife on the back, "There are three men at home, don't worry."
It seemed to be the case, and the old woman finally felt relieved.
The land is their life and they have no other means of livelihood except farming.
"When the autumn harvest comes today, we'll make some money and buy a few plots of land near the town," the husband whispered. "Then I'll take the two boys to farm the previous land, and you guys can farm here."
"I heard them say before that the town will have training." The husband became excited. "Maybe they will patrol in the future, which will make it safer."
The nobles have their own soldiers and knights, but the soldiers and knights are not used to protect civilians. On the contrary, they are good enough not to bully civilians or ask them for money. In ordinary villages, no nobles will personally manage them. They are all handed over to the small officials under them, and it is even less likely that the small officials will send people to protect the farmers.
For farmers, the most fearful thing is encountering people who damage their fields and crops.
Bandits are not common, but people who destroy other people's land and crops can be found everywhere. If they are not doing well themselves, they hope that others will live worse than themselves.
"Go to sleep." The old woman was no longer panicking. She turned her head and looked at her three daughters who were sleeping beside her.
Slowly, she let out a breath. Although she would have to travel back and forth between the town and her own fields in the future, it would always be safe to live here.
In the town, even if there are only three girls at home to look after the house, no one would dare to break in. After all, there are people living around, all around, and as long as you shout, everyone around will be able to hear you.
The girls were all asleep, their bodies no longer curled up but slowly uncurled.
This house has two floors and a total of five rooms. Although it is not enough for each child to live in one room, it is enough.
After all, in their original house, everyone slept together on the floor, and no one had ever seen what a bed looked like, but this house also had a kitchen.
The whole family fell into a deep sleep.
The sunlight came in from the window and fell on them, as if covering everyone with a thin veil.
In comparison, the thugs didn't sleep much better.
The thirty-eight people who got out were locked up in a room in the castle. There were no windows, so although it was a room, it was more like a dungeon.
As for the two dead people, Ye Zhou asked them to bury them on the spot.
It was pitch dark in the dark room. I could only hear sounds but couldn't see anything.
They didn't make any noise when they came back. The room where the thugs lived was always under surveillance by Chen Shu, so no one noticed that they had returned.
"These people are quite reassured." Chen Shu said speechlessly while eating breakfast, "Not a single one of them went out to see if their boss has returned."
"They must have gotten used to it." Sarah drank the raw blood and said seriously, "They are used to sneaking out from their employers in the middle of the night to have fun for themselves. One group today, another group tomorrow."
"If you haven't failed, you won't worry."
Cao Er echoed, "There is no loyalty among hooligans and bandits."
Chen Shu curled his lips: "There are people like this in every dimension."
They can’t be eliminated and they can’t be killed off. There are always such people wherever there are people.
Ham was also eating breakfast, but his expression was particularly sad, as if he was filled with hatred and resentment. He crushed the boiled egg into crumbs with a fork. He had hardly slept all night, and his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at everyone with a sinister look.
"Don't look at it." Ye Zhou sat opposite Ham with a bowl in his hand. With Ham's dignified appearance as a foil, Ye Zhou looked like a young master who was exquisitely carved from jade. Even though he hadn't slept for a night, Ye Zhou was still in good condition, without a single bloodshot in his eyes. "Mr. Ham, can you leave today?"
Ham didn't want to stay here any longer. The price had been agreed upon, the goods had been delivered, and he didn't know what kind of trouble would arise if he stayed any longer.
"We'll leave soon." Ham felt both distressed and happy when he thought of the boxes of gold coins.
How many people have told him arrogantly that money can only buy goods but not titles.
He wanted to show them whether money could buy a title.
One day, he will be rich enough that the royal family will have to look at his face. With the title, he will be able to earn more money.
So many that even the king had to bow to him.
Thinking of this, Hamm's mood improved again.
"What are you going to do with those people who were captured? Aren't you really afraid that those people I took away will cause trouble for you?" Ham felt that Ye Zhou was very generous.
Ye Zhou smiled and said, "I have my reasons for making this decision."
"Have you paid them yet?"
Ham shook his head. "How is that possible? If we give them money in advance, who knows if they won't just take the money and leave? These people have no credit or morality. They are just like me, they only care about money."
Ham would not feel ashamed of loving money; on the contrary, he would be proud of loving money.
Although Ye Zhou is also a businessman, what he likes is doing business. As for making money - as long as he doesn't starve to death, it's fine. He has never been short of money.
He doesn't have much desire for material things. To him, a short-sleeved shirt that costs dozens of dollars is fine to wear, and a brand-name shirt that costs tens of thousands of dollars is just a piece of clothing. When he was in college, he wore the brand-name clothes his parents bought for him, and his classmates just thought he was wearing imitations.
Of course it would be nice to have more money, but it’s not worth it for him to be sad if he doesn’t have any.
"Just pay the money when you leave." Ye Zhou said, "Just consider it as doing me a favor."
Ham almost spit out the tea in his mouth. He looked at Ye Zhou in disbelief: "Why? Give me a reason."
Ye Zhou: "Don't give it to everyone. Give all the money to the one among them who you think is the most ambitious and wants to replace the leader the most. Ask him to distribute it to others. You can also tell him that next time you have such a job, look for him first."
There was no need to explain it too clearly. Ham understood it the moment he heard it. He grinned and gave Ye Zhou a thumbs up: "You don't want to lock them up to death, do you? After all, they are a few strong laborers. It would be a pity to kill them."
"Why not sell them to slave traders?" Ham suggested to Ye Zhou, "They are all human, young, and still strong. Each can be sold for at least twenty silver coins. If you can hold on a little longer, you might be able to sell them for twenty-five."
Ye Zhou looked at Ham: "Mr. Ham has done this kind of business before?"
Hamm didn't think there was anything wrong, but he said honestly: "I only buy, not sell. This kind of business can't make a lot of money."
"Weapons are the best way to make money." Ham lowered his voice, "I saw your people using crossbows. If you're willing to sell them, we can make a lot of money."
Ye Zhou shook his head. He was about to leave. Even if he didn't leave, he would not buy or sell weapons in a place like this.
Ham sighed, thinking that Ye Zhou was still timid, but he was not in a hurry. There was plenty of time in the future, and one day he would be able to convince Ye Zhou. In his eyes, Ye Zhou was a businessman, just like him, who would give up everything for money, even his soul.
After breakfast, Ham's servants had packed all his things and put them in the carriage.
The thugs brought by Ham didn't have much to pack and could set off without much preparation.
After the thugs were called out, they gathered together. They looked around and searched for a long time but couldn't find the boss.
One of the men with a mole on his forehead shouted, "Where's our boss!"
The thugs then realized: "Why hasn't our boss come back yet?"
"What time is it now? Did the boss and the others oversleep?"
"We have to wait until they come back."
The man with the mole on his forehead walked back and forth in the crowd, and soon he came in front of Ham and Ye Zhou. No matter what, at least he was "elected" at this time.
Ye Zhou glanced at Ham.
Ham understood what he meant, and before the man could speak, he waved at him, motioning him to come to him, and said with a smile: "What's your name?"
The man had an angry look on his face when he came over, but it was obvious that he was showing it to his "companion". When he walked in front of Ham, his expression changed, becoming flattering, and his waist was bent. Ham was obviously sitting, but the man bent down and looked up at Ham: "Mr. Ham, my name is Morey."
Ham nodded in satisfaction, "It seems like forty people left the house last night?"
Morey was obviously not going to cover up for them. He immediately said, "Yes, this is not the first time they have done this."
Ye Zhou curled his lips beside him. What loyalty? Loyalty for profit in this world is not loyalty.
Moreover, how can people talk about loyalty? It is between people and countries. We are all human beings. Why do you stand on a high place while I can only look up at you forever? Do you have one more hand than me?
"I don't have time to stay here and wait for them." Ham took out a purse from his pocket and threw it directly to Morey.
Morey immediately reached out to take it. After receiving the purse and feeling its weight, Morey's eyes suddenly widened, filled with surprise and greed that were about to overflow. He quickly said, "This, these are..."
Ham smiled and said, "Since your boss hasn't come back, you can distribute the money. You can decide who gets more and who gets less. When I need you in the future, I will send someone to you directly and you can go and gather the people."
Morey had almost forgotten about his boss. When Ham said this, he immediately forgot about his boss completely and directly erased the other party from his mind. He bent down again and said very seriously: "Whatever you ask me to do, I will definitely do it for you."
Ham said cheerfully, "I believe you. Please go ahead. I have something to say to Boss Zhou."
Morey suppressed his inner excitement and slowly walked back to the crowd.
Ye Zhou looked at his back and suddenly said, "Maybe Mr. Ham can gain a capable subordinate."
Ham picked up the teacup and took another sip. He didn't keep much of the tea he bought last time. He sold some of it to make a profit, but most of it was given away.
Especially the members of the royal family, each one is more evil than the other.
It was not even noon when Ham and his men set off. As expected, with Morey calming the thugs, no one raised any objections when they left, and no one wanted to wait for their boss to come back.
Some people, if given an opportunity, will desperately grab it.
There are always people who don't want to be inferior to others.
Ye Zhou and his men watched Ham and his men leave. Only when the convoy disappeared from Ye Zhou's sight did Ye Zhou finally breathe a sigh of relief. As long as he finished dealing with the remaining matters in the town, he could leave.
"This place is actually pretty good." Ye Zhou tilted his head and said to Chen Shu who was standing next to him, "At least we don't need to ask someone to build a branch."
The castle can only be converted into a branch. The location is also good, right in the middle of the town. Even if people who come to do business in the future have bad intentions, there are people everywhere.
Chen Shu: "Boss, have you decided who will run the branch?"
Ye Zhou nodded: "I've thought about it. I'll go back to Daliang Dynasty when I have time."
Only the Daliang Dynasty did not have a branch. Ye Zhou also wanted to go back and see if he could see Chen Liu and the others again. He didn't know whether they lived the life they wanted later.
He still remembered Chen Liu and his friends' wish, which was to have a piece of land to cultivate, with less rent and a harvest that would allow them to survive. If one day they could marry a wife and have children, that would be the good life that only existed in dreams.
I don’t know where they went later, and I don’t know whether the Daliang Dynasty had a new dynasty.
After Ham left, Ye Zhou began to clean up the mess. Byron was too young, and even though Ye Zhou liked him very much, he knew that he could not be a branch manager. Moreover, the situation here was very complicated, and there needed to be a balance between the races. Any race that gained power could oppress the other races.
This is unavoidable.
Unless the world has so many resources that every race can enjoy them endlessly, but if that were the case, there would be no poor people.
So Ye Zhou thought for a long time and found a person in charge from each race.
He actually didn't know whether this method would work or how long it would last, but it was the best way at the moment.
These leaders are responsible for supervising their own people, and in business, more than half of the consent is required for implementation.
If you are really unsure about something, you can also contact Ye Zhou.
As for Byron, Ye Zhou gave him the power to supervise the person in charge.
Byron is an outlier here. Perhaps because of his childhood experiences and witnessing how the goblin slave traders oppressed his own kind, he doesn't actually have a high level of recognition for his own kind. He doesn't feel that he is part of the goblins in the town.
Similarly, he didn't have a good impression of other races. Ye Zhou thought he could be relatively objective.
Sarah is already an adult, and according to what Sarah told him before, she followed him before her body had problems and she had to return to her original plane to "find" her people.
So after Ye Zhou selected the person in charge of the branch and finished talking to Byron, he started to prepare to leave.
There's nothing to prepare though.
But he felt a little emotional whenever he walked in the town.
When I first arrived, this town was just a hell in disguise as a paradise on earth, but now, the town has been completely transformed.
People even started doing small business. Because Ye Zhou did not stop them, many humans who had not moved in yet would come over with their vegetables to sell at fixed times every day.
Some people started small businesses, and the dwarves even opened a shop to sell ready-made furniture - which was cheaper than Ye Zhou's shop.
He had earned enough money to leave by the end of summer, but Ye Zhou forced it to be delayed until the end of autumn.
It will be delayed until after the farmers have harvested the autumn harvest.
Ye Zhou was still reluctant to leave. He witnessed the town change from bad to good, from empty to crowded.
Ye Zhou didn't want to leave, and the employees could see that.
But no one tried to persuade Ye Zhou.
Before leaving, Stan and Ham came twice more, and they still bought mostly tea and porcelain. Ye Zhou had never sold too much, so he began to limit the quantity to prevent them from buying too much at one time and having to wait too long before coming back to give money to the branch.
"Let's go, let's go." Ye Zhou was sitting on the steps of the supermarket late at night, holding a can of beer in his hand. He was already a little drunk, his cheeks were red, and his eyes and nose were also red. He looked like he had just cried.
Zou Ming sat next to Ye Zhou. He actually didn't quite understand Ye Zhou's mood at the moment. In his opinion, this plane was no different from other planes. Ye Zhou did not feel reluctant when leaving other planes, but this plane was an exception.
"Why are you reluctant?" Zou Ming didn't understand, so he asked directly.
Ye Zhou looked up at the starry sky, and suddenly asked, "Do you know why I want to open a supermarket?"
Zou Ming: "You told me that you like the process of accumulation."
Ye Zhou nodded. At this moment, he forgot the gap between him and Zou Ming. He put his arm around Zou Ming's shoulders and said in a friendly way, "This town is the same. For me, it can also let me experience the happiness of accumulation."
"When we first dealt with the group of vampires, there was no one in this town, it was like a dead city." Ye Zhou said proudly, "But now, it has taken shape. Although it's not all my credit, I estimate that I can account for 20%."
Ye Zhou turned and looked at Zou Ming.
He looked into Zou Ming's dark eyes at a glance.
After drinking, he was not afraid of anything. Although he did not lose his mind, any tiny thought would be infinitely magnified. He asked: "What do you like about me?"
"Because I saved you? Taught you? That's a chick complex, don't you know?"
Ye Zhou: "If someone else saved you or helped you, you would do the same..."
Zou Ming's forehead veins jumped. He interrupted Ye Zhou for the first time and said, "No."
"No one else can do it except you."
Ye Zhou: "How do you know it won't work if you haven't tried it? Besides, it's not popular to pledge your love to someone in this era."
"You just don't see enough and think enough!"
Ye Zhou stood up shakily and said excitedly: "There is no future for two men!"
After saying this, he fell straight down.
Zou Ming grabbed Ye Zhou's arm, and with a push, Ye Zhou fell into his arms.
Ye Zhou collapsed in Zou Ming's arms, feeling dizzy. He felt that he was still sober and calm, but when he looked up and saw Zou Ming's face, a strange idea suddenly came to his mind.
He murmured, "Your lips look pretty soft."
Zou Ming didn't hear what he said clearly, so he lowered his head and approached Ye Zhou and asked, "What did you say?"
But the next moment, his eyes widened uncontrollably.
The lips that had just spoken of the feelings of a fledgling and stabbed his heart mercilessly, now rested lightly against his lips.
He could feel Ye Zhou's breath, Ye Zhou's heartbeat, and the warmth of Ye Zhou's lips.
Ye Zhou drank too much.
Zou Ming thought calmly.
He should push Ye Zhou away and help Ye Zhou go back to sleep.
But how could he do that? He clenched his hands into fists, and two forces pulled at him, as if to tear him apart.
Zou Ming closed his eyes.
He clenched his fists and finally hugged Ye Zhou's waist.
He clumsily pried open Ye Zhou's lips and teeth.
Dark clouds covered the moon, and the last ray of light disappeared. Zou Ming allowed himself to fall into the bottomless abyss.
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