"Alright, Deputy District Chief. You don't have to dwell on these things. Now that a secluded city has been included in the territory of the flower planter, whose credit is it, you must know it yourself.

What's more, even if I promise you everything, I will completely give you the mining area and hand over the management of Hancheng. But the 80,000 barbarians behind me, will they agree? No, it will cause unrest again.

They are afraid of me, and they will surrender. Only I can hold it down, these tendonous guys. Don't just think about what you didn't get, think more about what you got.

At least, with the protection of the cold city, XZ no man's land can dissolve a large number of combat forces. Let them go back to their respective departments to protect the people. Moreover, you can even dispatch a group of young strange people to come to the Netherworld to cultivate.

In an environment with five times the gravity and strong aura, for those who have a little talent, isn't it as simple as eating and drinking water to improve their strength by leaps and bounds? Holding on to a little interest, I really don't know how you can be the deputy district head. ”

He Xiaotian's words directly stunned the old man in place.

Yes!

Compared with Ghost Steel, the strange people in the country have an incomparably safe city to cultivate, and a leap in strength is stronger than anything else.

"Next is our internal meeting in Cold City, please go out first."

He Xiaotian waved his hand, and the barbarian soldier who had been following him immediately stepped forward and made a gesture of please.

When the deputy district chief saw this, he said, I can't leave.

"You guys, go and bring some of the patriarchs from the gap in the city."

The words fell, and several barbarian soldiers left.

"What's your name?"

He was interested in the soldier who followed him and was heartily licking the dog.

"Back to my lord, you can call me Aaron. In the cold city, only a strong family will have a surname. We, civilians, only have names. ”

“？？？”

The corners of He Xiaotian's mouth twitched, civilians can't even have a surname, damn feudal society.

He is really a good person, liberated the cold city of the world, and has immeasurable merits!

"What do you depend on to survive? On my way here, I didn't find any crops. "He himself was very curious about this. The secluded world is undoubtedly a mysterious place.

You said that they have a dealer who can survive and grow in the ice and snow, He Xiaotian is likely to be convinced.

It's all out, what's impossible.

But Aaron's next answer surprised him greatly.

"Nope." Hearing this, Aaron replied with a wry smile. "We barbarians are not good at farming. Generally, they rely on the ghost steel mined in the mining area to trade grain with Spring City, which is thousands of miles away. The rest is hunting. Rely on the furs of various snow creatures, as well as the special weirdness of roaming the ice fields, in exchange for food.

According to the older generation, a few decades ago, the cold city tried to raise wild animals such as snowcats. I plan to exchange a large amount of meat for food in Spring City. Unfortunately, it failed. Since then, he has continued to live on Ghost Steel. ”

After He Xiaotian heard this, not to mention the heartache.

His heart was dripping blood, ghost steel.

The control resources that you dare not sell on the black market in the present world are actually used by you to exchange for food.

It's so cheap!!

If I had discovered the cold city earlier and established a good connection with it, would I have become the richest man in the world?

At the same time, he was also convinced by the two mayors and deputy district heads.

If you can find out the news earlier, as for playing the offensive and defensive war?

took out the grain and smashed it on the head of the barbarian king, you see if he is convinced!

If he refuses to accept it, the people at the bottom of the cold city will turn against him.

"My lord, a few patriarchs brought it."

"Let them in."

He Xiaotian sorted out his emotions and commanded.

As the words fell, several patriarchs with broken bones were carried in like dead dogs.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The barbarian soldiers did not have any sympathy, and directly threw them to the ground one by one, without caring about life or death.

It's just one of them, and then he gets a courtesy.

The soldier did not throw it to the ground, but gently lowered it.

"Greatly...... Adult ......"

These people grinned in pain, and the broken bones of their bodies were displaced under a fall, and the kind of severe pain that ordinary people really can't experience.

"I ask you something, and those who know will live, and those who don't know will die."

“！！！”

When several people heard this, they suddenly felt that the pain in their bodies was hidden.

All of them cheered up, they didn't forget the regretful look in front of the broken city gate, because He Xiaotian didn't kill them.

"How many tons of grain does the cold city consume in a year?"

“？？？”

What is the unit of ton.

He Xiaotian's words stunned several people in place.

"My lord, our Jun 30 catties are for 1 jun, 10 taels weigh 1 baht, 24 baht weighs 1 tael, and 16 taels weigh 1 catty. I don't know what you mean by tons. ”

"Huh? When did this measurement begin? ”

This is different from the ancient flower planter!

"It has been practiced since the establishment of the Cold City, and it has never changed."

"How many years is the history of the city?"

"One hundred and fifty years ago, I heard that this method suddenly came out more than three hundred years ago. Some of the old methods, all abandoned. ”

He Xiaotian closed his eyes, three or four hundred years ago, a man in a yellow robe, a bloodline.

He became more and more sure that the leader of the arrogant was once a living man.

"From now on, one catty is equal to ten taels, and ten thousand catties are equal to five tons. You calculate how many tons of grain the cold city needs to consume in a year. ”

The patriarchs lying on the ground in the council hall immediately began to calculate.

"Ninety-seven thousand tons!!"

In just three or five seconds, a patriarch shouted.

Without waiting for He Xiaotian to ask, he continued.

"A barbarian consumes about 970 catties of grain every year, and there are more than 200,000 people in the city. It is about 194 million catties of grain a year, and 10,000 catties is equal to five tons, 97,000 tons! ”

The rest of the patriarchs looked at the person who gave the answer and explained in detail, and their eyes were like knives.

is also from a barbarian, why are you so good-looking?

Give us a way to live, okay, big brother!!

He Xiaotian was also surprised that Nima, in his opinion, a barbarian with no brains, still had people who were proficient in arithmetic.

"You're good."

"My lord, our family is the caravan responsible for communicating with Spring City. So the villain is very sensitive to numbers. ”

At this time, Aaron said in a low voice.

"My lord, the Jin family has a good reputation in Cold City. All along, they are the ones who keep pushing food prices down. So that civilians can buy more food to survive. When we cleared the rebels in the whole city, we didn't touch the Jin family at all. ”

After He Xiaotian heard this, his eyes narrowed.

If you don't move the gold family, that is to say, you move other families.

In this case......

"Patriarch Kim, huh?"

"It's the villain."

The patriarch of the Jin clan replied with a sigh of urgency.

He was really scared, and the golden giant on the throne slapped him to death.

"Oh, old gold, who beat you like this? Go get a doctor and treat Patriarch Kim's injuries. He Xiaotian looked at the barbarian soldiers around him with an aggrieved expression.

He looks so miserable, who did it, don't you have a little pressure in your heart?

"Woo woo woo......" Patriarch Jin cried, it was not easy. Depending on the situation, I don't have to die, thank God. Oh, and thank you for the kindness of the radiant golden giant.

It doesn't matter who beat him like this.

"Woo woo woo......" He cried, and the rest of the patriarchs lying on the ground also cried.

“？？？” Patriarch Jin looked confused, you guys are crying.

Nonsense, you have escaped, but they have to face unknown results, can you not cry.

Patriarch Jin was helped away by the soldiers, not waiting for him to sit down.

He Xiaotian on the throne suddenly rose a large red fireball in his hand.

The temperature in the conference hall suddenly rose rapidly.

Everyone immediately sweated profusely, and the heat was unbearable.

"Boom!"

The red fireball flashed away.

The patriarchs lying on their stomachs below showed desperate expressions.

Then, under the huge heat, the flesh and blood all over the body, and even the soul, evaporated.

"A bunch of waste, keeping it is also a waste of food. You say yes, Patriarch Kim. He Xiaotian said to the sweaty Jin patriarch.

"Yes, yes, these guys rely on the strength of their families to do evil in the cold city, and they should have died a long time ago. Now the adults get rid of them, which is regarded as a harm for the barbarians of the cold city. ”

What else could he do with the Golden Giant?

Lick it and you're done.

"How many catties of ghost steel are produced in the mining area in a year?"

"One hundred thousand."

"So little?"

Patriarch Jin showed a wry smile and continued.

"My lord, quite a few. One pound of ghost steel can be exchanged for a ton of grain. And the people in charge of mining are all young and old in the city. There can be an output of 100,000 catties a year, which is not less. ”

He Xiaotian closed his eyes and began to think.

The survival of the cold city is undoubtedly based on the mining area.

The others are the various beast skins in Aron's mouth, as well as the special weirdness of the ice field.

But after he entered the cold city, the deal with Spring City could be broken.

The flower planter is undoubtedly the world's top for farming and construction.

Ninety-seven thousand tons, nine cows and one cent.

Last year, a ton of rice was less than 4,200 yuan, and more than 400 million yuan was enough to feed a cold city.

400 million can recruit more than 80,000 barbarians, and it is cheap!

If all the cities in the world were like this, the flower grower would dare to wave the banknote and shout that I would like it all.

And then ask, who else?

Moreover, after this turmoil, the population of the cold city has declined.

But that doesn't matter!

"In the future, the trade with Spring City will be cut off, and I will take care of the grain, and you will be responsible for mining the ghost steel with all your might."

"My lord, how can you get so much food?"

Patriarch Jin looked surprised, this is not a small number.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if I can't do it, but behind me stands the power of a whole country. Less than 100,000 tons of grain, is there any difficulty? ”

If it weren't for He Xiaotian's strength, the barbarians around him would be eager to spit on him.

Less than 100,000 tons? Is there anything difficult?

It's more difficult to go in the barbarians!

Food, that's life.

"My lord, an old man said the commissioner had arrived? Did you see me? ”