Chapter 1140 New Esports Competition
Sheng Yanyan, an e-sports player from the Xuanwu Kingdom, her father produced many new e-sports mobile phones and e-sports computers, and these e-sports equipment needed new e-sports games to support.
Of course, the esports masters, they love these esports equipment very much, only these new esports equipment appeared.
Only then can the e-sports masters engage in sales promotion in their own e-sports live broadcast rooms, and after those e-sports fans pay the bill, they can make a lot of money.
The Xuanwu esports investors, they love these exciting moments too.
Sheng Yanyan's father, Sheng Luzi's factory, produces a large number of e-sports mobile phones and e-sports computers, and they can make money with these e-sports equipment.
Therefore, that Sheng Luzi and the manufacturers of those e-sports games sponsored a large number of e-sports competitions.
That Wei Taiqiang saw the mountain of e-sports mobile phones and e-sports computers in Sheng Luzi's warehouse. Wei Taiqiang said: "You produce a large number of these e-sports equipment, and as a result, our people feel very applicable to the equipment you produce, but we need to continue to invest money in these e-sports equipment." β
"Of course, if you don't invest, it's impossible to win easily in esports competitions in the future, you have to maintain your esports equipment advantage," Sheng said. That Yun Mengjie bought a large number of my e-sports equipment, and I believe that these e-sports equipment can further improve the strength of your people. β
Of course, Yun Mengjie, the e-sports investor, wanted to help her partner Cao Jiao become the most powerful e-sports tycoon, so she would dig out her mind to run among the e-sports players.
However, the e-sports player who Tu Tuqiao will comfort that Tu Tuqiao, and they promise that they will not betray their boss.
Tu Tuqiao is satisfied with the performance of his players, and he believes in the power of his esports players.
He went to the city and bought a good plough made of hardwood, two hoes, and two rakes, and some mats for the roofβfor he would not have grass for the roof until his new harvest came down. new
In the evening, Wei Taiqiang stood at the door of his house and watched his field, his own field, which had been frozen in winter and now lay loose and vibrant, just right for farming. It was the middle of spring, and the frogs were whining lazily in the shallow pond. The bamboo in the corner swayed gently in the soft evening breeze, and in the twilight he could dimly see the clusters of trees on the edge of the field nearby. It was peach and willow trees, the pink buds of which were bright and ready to bloom, and the willows had stretched their tender green leaves. From the fields that were quietly waiting to be cultivated, a silvery white mist rose like moonlight, lingering among the trees.
For a long time at first, Wei Taiqiang didn't want to see anyone, he just wanted to stay alone on his own land. He did not go to any of the houses in the village, and he was angry with those who had survived the famine of the winter when they came to him.
"Which of you took my door? Who took my hoe and rake? Who burned my roof as firewood? He yelled at them.
They shook their heads, full of good-natured sincerity. This one said, "That's what your uncle did." And he said, "No, in this unfortunate time of hunger and war, where there are bandits and thieves everywhere, how can it be said that this man and that man have stolen something?" Hunger turns everyone into a thief. β
At this time, a neighbor surnamed Qin staggered out of his house to see Wei Taiqiang, and he said: "There is a gang of bandits living in your house all winter, and they have robbed both the village and the city. Legend has it that your uncle knows these people better than the average honest man. But at times like these, who knows what's true? I don't dare to say who is bad. β
Although this person surnamed Qin was not yet forty-five years old, his hair was already thin, and all of them were white, he was so thin that he was skinny and bone-like, and his whole person was like a shadow. Wei Taiqiang looked at him for a while, and then suddenly asked in a sympathetic tone, "You are worse off than us." What do you eat? β
The man sighed and said in a low voice, "What haven't I eaten?" We ate garbage from the streets, like dogs. We've begged for food in the city, and we've eaten dead dogs. Once, before my woman died, she made a kind of broth, and I didn't dare to ask what kind of meat it was, I only knew that she didn't have the guts to kill anything, and if we ate meat, it must have been found by her. Then she died, and she was too weak for me to hold on. When she died, I gave my daughter to a soldier because I couldn't watch her starve to death. He choked up and couldn't speak. After a while he continued, "If I had a little grain, I would have planted more, but I don't have a seed." β
"Come here!" Wei Taiqiang shouted in a gruff voice, then grabbed his hand and pulled him into the house. He asked the man to lift up his shabby cloak and pour some of the seeds he had brought back from the south. He gave him a little wheat seed, rice seed, and vegetable seed, and said to him, "To-morrow I will come and plow the land for you with my good oxen." β
Qin couldn't help but cry loudly, and Wei Taiqiang also wiped his eyes, as if he was angry, and shouted, "Do you think I forgot that you gave me a few handfuls of beans?" But Qin couldn't answer. He cried and walked away, and he kept crying all the way.
Wei Taiqiang found out that his uncle no longer lived in the village, which was a happy news for him. No one knew where he went, and Wei Taiqiang began to work on the land in a down-to-earth manner, and he even took it into the time to go home to eat and sleep. He prefers to take the pancake roll and green onions to the field, and stand there eating and thinking about the plan: "Here I have to plant black-eyed beans, and here I have to make a seedbed for rice seedlings." "If he was too tired from the day's work, he lay down and slept in the ditch, his flesh sticking to his own land, and feeling warm.
Xu Qianqian refused to be idle at home. With her own hands, she fastened the mat firmly to the trusses of the roof; And he took the earth out of the field, and used water and mud to mend the walls of the house; She rebuilt a pot stove and filled in the hollows where the rain had washed out of the ground.
One day, she went to the city with Wei Taiqiang, bought a table, six stools, a large iron pot, and for enjoyment, bought a red clay pot engraved with black flowers and six matching tea bowls. At last they went to the incense candle shop and bought a God of Wealth to be hung above the table in the hall, bought two white forged candles, Wei Taiqiang's house was cleaned up again, the white candles were shining, the burning candles glowed red, the teapot and bowl were placed on the table, the bed was in place, the bedding was laid on it, the hole in the bedroom had been pasted with new paper, and the new door panel was installed on the wooden door frame