Da Yang had studied to instigate the rebellion, but he only learned it. He knew no more than Chen Yi about how to do it. When the official of the Liqi flag-holding flag rejected the 10 more winding snails he gave, Da Yang became hesitant.

Chen Yi sat in front of the fence like an old manor, drinking fragrant Sri Lankan black tea, eating walnut pie from Lower East City, and watching Yun Shisan parade among a group of strong men like bears.

It has to be said that the Western Continent is really a land of uniqueness. The abundant food allows slaves to eat enough, which really makes the Chinese with barren land jealous. To a certain extent, this place has superior conditions beyond America - the cowboys drove the bison to New York along the iron, and ate bison on the road, saving even the ability to grazle.

Of course, for slaves, don’t fantasize about the good things in the food, but whether it’s leftovers or the cheapest soup made of sweet potato roots in the forest, you won’t be hungry.

Slaves in the fence are not necessarily willing to be slaves, they are always willing to go out to work, because they may eat better things when going out, get rid of the abuse and forced servitude of officers in the camp, and have the possibility of getting rid of cannon fodder, which may be a good opportunity to escape.

Two young men riding the Sand Beast jumped off their mounts from a distance and walked to the slave camp, and also pretended to hire slaves.

They are all local knights, and they don’t even have to pay the deposit when hiring, and they don’t have to go to the “window” next to them to pay, so they can observe Chen Yi and others from the side.

Among them, the beautiful boy was ready to rush forward to fight.

The bearded man calmed down instead, but he was full of murderous intentions and said, "They have a good status in Xijiang Shuizhai, so they must find a safe solution."

"Assaulted and killed them in the camp, would anyone dare to help Jiangning people?"

"But they won't help you." The implication was that the bearded man was not sure of winning. The last attack suffered losses and the fighting skills-level knights also suffered casualties. If they could defeat Xijiang River Village, someone would have done it.

The beautiful boy's aura suddenly weakened and he said, "It's no wonder it's a slave camp..."

"Shh..." the bearded man corrected: "It's the old Sir Cardwell's camp."

The gentlemen of Mara City don't care about the 14th Light Infantry Battalion, they care about Cardwell.

The beautiful boy snorted and said, "Cardwell, who wants money."

"If there is no big jazz seat, he will only care about money." The bearded man thought to himself, but did not say it, but said: "Let's wait for the slaves to come out and then decide on the situation."

After saying that, the two hired four slaves and left in a hurry.

Yin Sen Yong had noticed them a long time ago, and he always maintained his vague fighting spirit in his hands and was ready to attack at any time. At this moment, he felt a little relaxed when he left.

When you are in another place, you must have all kinds of defense. A family knight who can make a fortune in the Gentiles will achieve unsuccessful achievements whether you return to your hometown or become an official. The most important point is defense.

"Do you know those two people?" Yinmori asked Maduk in a bored manner.

"Are you the nobles in the city, I don't know who they are."

Yin Sen Yong smiled and asked again: "There are a lot of slaves in the camp now?"

"It's more than 2,000 more, and I'm going to take the loss." Marduk smiled, and those who understand will understand, and those who don't understand will just take it as a joke.

In fact, there were more than 220,000 slaves in the 14th Light Infantry Battalion. Over the years, plus the war slaves captured or bought for money, Sir Cardwell maintained at least 300,000 slaves. This would allow him to maintain a good relationship with some old customers and continue to make money during the Temple War. At that time, not only prices rose, but the prices of slaves would also rise.

At this time, Yun Shi picked up the people, ended up coming, and reported: "500 slaves, sir."

Yin Senyong walked over with a smile and looked with Chen Yi. Most of them were guys who seemed honest or silent.

Chen Yi nodded, smiled and said, "It seems like something is done... Well, I took the person away, Da Yang, you stay and meet them."

Judging from the needs of "honest" beliefs, it is not wrong to say something about it, especially if the word "like" is added, but if you can't say it, you won't say it. Being a paladin is like being an official. The more careful you are, the better it is. Of course, if you are like this, then you will be invincible.

They just left, but they put down more than 5,000 copper coins, which made the flag officer and Maduk feel moved.

"They are not natives, and they hire slaves. If they do not return them, we will lose all our money." Leach said with his tongue. As Cardwell's subordinates, they certainly like money. But this kind of love must be based on not harming Cardwell's interests.

Leach did not dare to collect the money directly, but suggested: "Hisser Da Yang, or I will find another slave to choose for you?"

Da Yang knew that the money was not used to buy slaves, but to be used for public relations funds left to him, and it must be used.

So he thought desperately, then gritted his teeth and said, "Can I see your camp leader?"

"Sir Cardwell?" Leach looked at the sack underground with greed, thought for a while, and said, "Okay, you have this qualification."

If you buy more than 500 snail shells for slaves, the jazz can be at least halfway through it, and it will be fine to meet each other.

Da Yang Jianyi's 250-pound sack was on his back. After seeing Sir Cardwell, he said in a tactful and firm tone: "Just, I want to talk to you alone."

No one knows what was being talked about. Anyway, Da Yang was penniless when he came out, and he didn't even have enough money to go home.

1,000 slaves formed a winding snake, all tied together by thick hemp ropes, and several civilian officers were on guard with crossbow arrows and spears.

Chen Yi half-lying in the carriage, regardless of the situation outside, until he was in front of the rubber forest, and said, "Wait a minute."

Yun Shisan quickly stood up and shouted, "Stop."

The slaves moved and slowly stopped. They were in the wild, but it was easy for people to have bad associations. Immediately, someone shouted in the common language or Maracheng dialect: "Everyone gathers together, heart crossbow arrow, heart crossbow arrow."

Whether they were slaves or when they were soldiers who were slaves, they knew all kinds of ways to massacre.

Chen Yi didn't even twitch his eyelids.

Not long after, Sun Ruihe jumped out of the forest, carrying two packs of rubber on his body, afraid that he would look nearly a hundred pounds, so he waited for him to get on the carriage and then urged the garrison again.

"how?"

"It's a real rubber tree. I walked 4.3 kilometers, all of which were rubber trees, but there were tens of thousands of hectares, so I had to come two more trips."

“What is the density?”

"There are very few miscellaneous plants, three or four hundred rubber trees per hectare, and about 2 acres per mu, after Ruihe came to the Western Continent, the first serious thing was to calculate the rubber forest, so how dare you not be careful.

The rubber trees planted on the earth are about 500 per mu, and the number of them is as large as 600. The natural rubber trees on the western continent are much thicker than Brazilian rubber trees on the earth. They are also so dense that the demand for the land is at least more than 1 times.

Chen Yi frowned and said, "Write a report after you go back and I'll show it to the experts."

Natural rubber trees are not cut once or twice, but are often acted during the season. Such dense rubber forests may have weak rubber production ability, so their value will be low. Of course, even if they can only be cut a few times, the price of tens of thousands of acres of rubber forests is quite good.

"yes."

"Let's go." Chen Yi waved his hand, and Sun Ruihe leaned against the carriage and slowly recovered.

The slave team started to set off again. Half inside and outside behind them, the Sand Beast followed slowly, stretching out its long forearms from time to time, picking them from the trees and coming to the Western Continent. It is the only general practitioner here and the only specialist.

He took two natives to help. Although the working environment was worse than that of the clinic, he enjoyed the atmosphere of striving for progress here. The occasional struggle for power and profits was more like a student-like competition in the eyes of those who have experienced it. On the other hand, Chen Yi tried his best to meet the material needs of the Western Mainland people. Wuliangye and the rare Maotai were both on the B-level supply list and soon formed a relationship with his peers such as Li Duo.

Two days later, the prison-like simple quarantine and cleaning ended. The slaves uniformly wore gray and bright yellow work clothes began their hard work in the capital construction team. Apart from the 500 slaves selected by Yun Thirteen, the remaining 500 people were not that easy to get along with, some of them were alien slaves captured from distant countries, with tough expressions and full of Spartacus-style resistance.

More than 30 students from the basic construction team, including Shi Nengren, all went to supervise the company. In Shi Nengren's own words, "I fantasized about working as a project supervisor in the future, and I was very popular and had a spicy food. Who knew that now I was supervising someone's life.
Chapter completed!