The population of the mountain donkey tribe is more, and Guo Ding's blood cattle are even more.

The pig director who killed a thousand knives depressed the purchase price per 100 CC of blood.

But he didn't dare to press too hard.

After all, in his eyes, this Guo Xiaochuan is a slave trader who does all kinds of evil, and he has powerful forces under him, and he doesn't dare to really offend.

It's just that, out of the inherent careful calculation of the people of Eastern Zhejiang Province, he still grinded with Guo Ding for a long time.

"Director Pig, this is my bottom line, if you dare to make any small calculations next time, Lao Tzu will take 8,000 subordinates to kill your whole family!"

Guo Ding left a cruel word, and took two million Bailey to step on the little electric donkey and turned to leave.

Zhu Fugui kept wiping the sweat from his obese head, half of it was hot, and half of it was frightened by Guo Ding.

He hurriedly shouted at Guo Ding's back:

"Lord Xiaochuan, don't worry, no matter how many goods you bring in the future, I will buy them at this price."

It's terrible, it's terrible, 8,000 subordinates, it's more than enough to captivate the entire Ninghai City.

This young Guo Xiaochuan can't be said to be a supernova in the pirate world, or the leader of a giant pirate group.

No matter which one it is, it's an existence that you can't afford to mess with.

But after thinking about it, Zhu Fugui became proud.

In the face of sea thieves with bounties of tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of Baileys, we still talked and laughed, and even successfully plucked a hair.

Such courage is probably commendable in the underground business world!

Zhu Fugui decided to fry two specialty dishes at night, buy some bulk liquor, and brag to the yellow-faced woman at home.

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Guo Ding naturally didn't know Zhu Fugui's mental journey, he had more important things to do.

Entering the system space, Guo Ding rarely found that Cuihua was not there.

On her small desk, she flipped through the "Unique Secret Book of Pig Raising Expert Shimura Regiment", obviously leaving in a hurry.

Guo Ding stepped forward to take a look, and in the illustration, a majestic man was holding a round and fat piglet, smiling like a flower.

On the side of the illustration, Cuihua made dense and neat notes.

This is really a hardworking child, Guo Ding feels very pleased.

A phone call was made to the dog, and he came running with a crawl.

Guo Ding asked, "Where did Cuihua go?" There's something I'd like to discuss with her. ”

Goudan secretly glanced at Guo Ding, and stopped talking.

"Something like a dog, if there's a fart, let it go!" Guo Ding slapped the dog ball in place and turned around three times, which looked very visual.

However, Guo Ding knew that at least the next two laps were added by this guy himself.

It's a pity that such a talent doesn't want to be a closed disciple of Master Yan Fang.

The dog covered his face, but he was very happy.

Every time he was violently beaten by the True God, he felt very relieved.

Originally, he was just an ordinary hunter, at best, his brain was a little more flexible, so he was in charge of a big fool in his hands.

And now?

He has been crowned the lord of the two rivers, the hereditary cuckold king, and he is in charge of a huge tribe.

It's like a dream.

Now that the Lord God has beaten himself again, and he has felt the pain, it shows that everything is not a dream.

Sweet in his heart, the dog covered his cheeks, and replied cautiously: "Cuihua went to deal with the production accident, it was the true god that your god pet had a little problem......"

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When Guo Ding followed Goudan to the tribe's newly built chicken farm, Cuihua and her apprentices were indeed here.

There was also an old lady with gray hair, sitting on the ground and crying.

Guo Ding vaguely remembered that this old lady was the guy who invented the fryer Ding.

Fryer Ding......

Nowadays it has become very popular among tribes.

Knead the flour into a small pot, wrap it with spices, and fry it in the oil pan until golden brown on both sides......

The first fryer is the best, and there is no aftermath!

Guo Ding was extremely sad and indignant in his heart, speechless and condensed.

This expression fell in Cuihua's eyes, and she was once again impressed by the love of the true god.

He had supreme power and vast knowledge, but he would be sad because of the crying of an old woman.

"Lord God, please don't be sad, Your Highness the Divine Favor has done such a thing...... Probably not intentionally......"

Guo Ding was stunned, and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, it is indeed too much for Sigar to do such a thing that is inferior to a beast." ”

At this time, the old woman knelt down in front of Guo Ding and cried: "It's me who didn't take good care of the Phoenix descendants, please punish me with the True God!" ”

"It's none of your business."

Guo Ding raised his head and looked up at the sky forty-five degrees: "I came here from the Divine Realm to end this barbaric era, and everyone who promotes the progress of the era will have a precious opportunity." ”

"For example, finding a way to raise this phoenix descendant, how to make it more delicious, these are all meritorious things, although you are not young, you are talented in cooking.

There has been no god of food in the world for a long time, or rather, everyone is a god of food, as long as you work hard, it is possible to become a god in the future. ”

Ascension, this word is not unfamiliar to the natives.

Although Shurima has been extinct for an unknown number of years, the legend of the Ascended is still passed down by word of mouth in the form of mythological stories.

Even on the map given by the system, the ancient altar used by the former Ascendants, the Sun Disk, is also marked.

The so-called ascension, of course, will not let the natives out of the constraints of the system, but let them become local gods with a long life.

To put it bluntly, high-level lifeforms such as Phoenix and Tamu are still firmly controlled by the power of the system's rules.

What exactly is going on will have to wait for the future organization of manpower to explore the Ascension Altar to know.

But giving these natives a hope is also a good way to spur them to work hard.

People, when there is hope, will continue to work hard, which is the same as a mountain donkey who wants to eat carrots.

Guo Ding clearly felt that Godan Moses and Cuihua Maria looked at him more respectfully and reverently.

After appeasing the old lady who raised chickens and continuing to raise chickens well, Guo Ding walked into the room, grabbed Sgar's neck and dragged it aside.

"Damn it, you're my god pet now, an existence like an ancestral dragon, how can you do such a thing!"

Guo Ding knew that as a lizard, the meaning of Sigar's survival has always been to live, and then find the opposite sex to do indescribable things.

But now it's its own pet, and it's been opened by the system.

Guo Ding felt that it should have become the same as its owner, a noble lizard, a pure lizard, a lizard detached from low-level tastes.

But I never expected that this product was neither noble nor pure.

Eating seastuffs all day long, swaggering and deceiving in the stockade, and now they are the size of watermelons.

That's it, Guo Ding didn't bother to talk about it when he saw the master and servant.

Unexpectedly, it actually did such a thing of anger to the hen that had just become an adult.

This is simply an insult to the title of dragon.

But after thinking about it, Guo Dingyou felt that something was wrong.

Dragons seem to be quite by nature.

Both the Eastern and Western dragons are highly prolific stallions across species.

Looking at Sigar, who shrunk his head and looked well-behaved and pitiful, Guo Ding was angry, and stepped forward to beat him again.

"Don't you have the ability to be a dragon, but you are lustful and have learned well, why do you really think you are a big-tailed dragon?"

Bang bang –

After playing for three minutes, Guo Ding's hands were tired and he stopped.

Sigar blinked cautiously and said weakly, "That...... Master...... Actually, I ......"

"What are you, if you dare to touch Uncle Ben's chicken, I will make you a lizard sashimi!" Guo Ding said coldly.

Sgar scratched his belly with his paws and whispered, "Well, I seem to be a little different from before, you see......"

As soon as the words fell, a lighter-level flame slowly erupted from its mouth.

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