Originally, China has always been a big country with a shortage of food, but since Academician Yuan's hybrid rice began to appear, the Chinese finally have no shortage of food, coupled with the family planning policy, which has limited population development.

Now there is no shortage of food, and most of those who originally wanted to get some oil and water from it are dead.

And there are still certain restrictions on the sale of food in China, although there are no explicit regulations, but there have always been people who are paying attention to this thing, like a person, buying a thousand catties of grain, there will be no problem, and if you buy three million catties, it will definitely receive high-level attention, Zhou Ling did not do this, it is correct, if the time comes to check and finds that the grain has disappeared like this, it is strange not to find Zhou Ling's trouble, at least they have to figure out what Zhou Ling is going to do, whether it is a collaborator and traitor, etc.

But now let Zhao Fatzi receive, it will be much simpler, Bingcheng International is a hotel, the hotel consumes a lot of food, although three million catties is very scary, but it is still within the acceptable range, the recent evaluation of Bingcheng International has ended, according to Zhao You said, the evaluation team is very happy, and it is also very happy when leaving, so it is said that Bingcheng International has risen to five stars, it can already be determined, just wait for this year's New Year, next year will be officially authorized, and at that time Bingcheng will have another five-star hotel. A five-star hotel has more food, well, although it is a little scary, but there is nothing wrong with it, at least others will not think about it. So as soon as Zhao Fatzi told the matter on the phone, the guy called Erhezi over there agreed. Then it immediately began to be arranged, three million catties, that is, 1,500 tons, which is not a small amount.

For a heavy truck, the required weight limit is 30 tons, and according to the weight limit, the 1,500 tons will require 50 trucks. This is definitely a very large amount in the country, and if there are trucks, there may not be enough food, and it is not yet the autumn harvest, and there will be more food during the autumn harvest, and now, the food is the most tense time.

This Erhezi, in fact, is said to be a rice supplier, in fact, he is more like a second-way dealer, but think about three million catties, even if it is all the cheapest rice, according to seven cents a catty, then he can earn at least five cents a catty, three million catties, then he can take a cut from it, and he can also draw 150,000. 150,000! How long will it take to sell this before it can be pumped back!

As the so-called death of the bold, disgusting and timid, this guy hesitated for a moment, then nodded in recognition.

"Okay!" Hearing the words of Erhezi over there, Zhao Fatzi here immediately began to prepare the warehouse and called Zhou Ling over there to report the matter, and Zhou Ling also prepared the money early, just waiting for the rice to settle down, and the other things were solved.

After these three sides were ready, the two sunspots over there didn't care that it was still raining outside, and immediately began to contact the major grain stations, and then the first wave of five trucks carrying 150 tons of rice drove into the warehouse rented by Zhao Fatzi on the outskirts of the city.

At this time, Zhou Ling and Zhao Fatzi had already arrived first, looking at Zhou Ling's domineering knight fifteenth, Zhao Fatzi's eyes were glowing with green light, this car was really good to drive, if it was possible, he also wanted to get one. But thinking about the price of more than 1,300 percent, Zhao Fatzi is empty, at least now he can't afford it.

"Boom!" A loud sound came, and then five heavy trucks drove in from the outside, and after entering the warehouse, they pulled the cloth with rain on it, and then a whole load of rice appeared in front of Zhou Ling, these rice were packed in that cheap big glass silk bag, a bag of 200 catties, although it was said that some workers could be unloaded, but Zhou Ling obviously didn't want more people to know about it, so he found two forklifts, and after unloading the rice, Zhou Ling let the truck go.

Come here, one hundred and fifty tons, that is, 300,000 catties, which has basically taken out almost the grain in the personal grain stations around Bingcheng, because Zhou Ling only needs poor grain, so the rest can only go to the country's grain stations and other grain stations to see, but the two sunspots over there guarantee that they can get together three million catties of grain within five days.

Since he has promised that there is Zhao Fatzi by his side, there is no need for Zhou Ling not to believe him, just these 300,000 catties of grain are enough for Zhou Ling to use for a while, if those people all believe in themselves, it will be enough for them to eat for ten days. But Zhou Ling also understands that no matter what the world is, there are some people who are masters who don't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles.

"Tomorrow is the harvest of faith!" Looking at these rices, a silver smile appeared on Zhou Ling's face.

Early the next morning, after Zhou Ling got up, after punching, he returned home, and after eating, he took the little lynx in his house to the warehouse, looking at the rice in front of him, Zhou Ling began to pour out.

After returning last night, he checked and found that about 15,000 of the 30,000 refugees had become followers of Zhou Ling. This is the first group of people to eat crabs, and now all he needs to do is make these people eat today.

15,000 people, if a person has three catties of rice, that is 45,000 catties of rice, a bag of 200 catties, that is, it takes 225 bags of rice, Zhou Ling's strength is very large, it is not a problem to carry four bags at a time, plus there is no need to carry too far, just take these rice, get a dry place next to it, back and forth more than 50 times, Zhou Ling moved the rice to be used today, and then took out the Qingfeng Sword, cut all these rice, and put them together.

Glancing at the time, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, and Zhou Ling immediately entered the fairy spirit realm on top of this rice pile.

As for the lynx, it was put in the warehouse, so much rice, Zhou Ling was not at ease, not worried about people stealing, but worried about mice stealing, although the lynx is not a cat, but it can be regarded as a big cat, with this little guy in charge, it is estimated that no mice will come.

After preparing the rice, Zhou Ling entered the fairy realm and informed Meng Lei over there to gather all those who believed in him into a small courtyard, and after a while, Zhou Ling was going to perform the rain of rice from the sky.

Hearing Zhou Ling's words, Meng Lei over there was really at a loss, he knew that it was raining heavily from the sky, and he really hadn't seen rice from the sky. Although he was very curious in his heart, he still gathered those people according to what Zhou Ling said, in fact, it was very easy to distinguish these people who believed in Zhou Ling, he only needed to shout, and the people who believed in the emperor came over, and then there would be a lot of people around.

The people in this world are still very sensible, although there are a few shameless guys, but 99% of the people are not wrong with believing in Zhou Ling, and the rest of Zhou Ling only needs to let Meng Lei drive away those guys who don't believe in themselves and those who fish there in troubled waters, and that's it! There were a total of 15,368 people, and Zhou Ling put them in a small courtyard.

Glancing at the time, it was already eleven fifty, Zhou Ling didn't think much about it, and lay directly on top of the pile of rice, and then his spiritual power was released, and then the rice entered the world from Zhou Ling's side.

"Master, you are ......" Looking at the largest courtyard in Canglongmen, it was crowded with refugees, and the old handyman of Canglongmen over there asked a little strangely, this old handyman, surnamed Shen, is forty-seven years old this year, this is still in the prime of life on earth, but in the fairy world, he has entered middle age without compromise, after all, he got married at the age of fourteen, and then he was fortunate to be favored by the head of Canglongmen, and became a handyman here, ranking third in the family, so people who know him call him Shen San, like Meng Lei and them, They all grew up with Shen San, so in normal times, Meng Lei and they also call Shen San the third uncle.

"Third uncle, this is the emperor's order, I just did it!" Hearing Shen San's question, Meng Lei over there said with a smile.

"Hey, the master, if there is, I know that I, who is a handyman, should not say it, but you are also my watcher, from the age of fourteen to the beginning, it has been ten years now, you have also grown from a child to a master, you should have your own judgment, even my handyman knows, there are no gods in this world, why don't you believe it?"

There is a reason why Lao Shen Tou has never believed in Zhou Ling, although it is said that this is a world of cultivation, in this world, there are not only people cultivating, but there are also legendary demon cultivators, but there is no existence of immortals or the like. Legend has it that 100,000 years ago, there was a big war in the heavenly realm, and the heavenly court sent a messenger to the human world, hoping to find enough potential people in the human world, directly ascend to immortals, and go to the heavenly realm to fight against the gods over there, which is commonly known as finding cannon fodder, but this cannon fodder, there are still some people who want to go.

At the beginning, the battle on both sides was basically in a state of balance, and then after the humans joined, the other side was weak, and they knew that if they continued to fight like this, they would lose, so the gods over there used their ** force to blow up the passage to the fairy world in the world, and from then on, no matter how high your cultivation is, there has never been a person who has risen in this world.

And the monks who were originally cultivating extremely fast, now their cultivation is getting slower and slower, and up to now, the top monks in the entire continent are just a monk in the merger period, although Shen San does not have a spiritual root, he cannot cultivate the truth. But his eyes are not blind yet, and there are no immortals in this world, so this emperor is naturally fake.

"Third uncle, I still believe in the emperor!" Glancing at Shen San next to him, Meng Lei over there hesitated for a moment and said so.

"Hey...... Then please respect yourself! Knowing that he was in a slight relationship, Shen San over there sighed, then turned around and wanted to leave, but when he wanted to leave, suddenly something fell from the sky and smashed on his head.

(To be continued)