The 'Koizumi' arms are out of stock as always...... As soon as the new shipments were put on the market, they were swept away by buyers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

All arquebuses, whether they are 'flintlock three-eyed guns' or 'flintlock handguns', have been set by Li Dewan and the major patriarchs, and there is almost no chance of flowing to the market.

Other cold weapons, daily necessities and the like, although a bit of a conflict with the habits of the local people, caused a lot of discussions, but the later generations of 'ergonomics' plus 'brand building', the power is not bad, and the 'Koizumi brand' iron products, stable performance, unified specifications, close to the people, many of them were sold to the distance by the two dealers.

As for the contribution of the stupid and cute style of the LOGO 'Koizumi', I don't know.

The dedicated business representatives have also done several big things one after another. Because Liu Jingtian is a hands-off owner, and the arms commission is rich, everyone is also doing a big deal, cutting first and then playing.

Corruption is not to be said, because there is no 'Swiss bank' nearby, and there is nowhere to store the money from the black, and the kobolds and maids who serve as guards are all 'secret agents' who bring their own dry food, and everyone is quite decent.

Garcia, a former captain disguised as a carpenter, sold a lot of cannons to pirates in exchange for a mess of stolen goods, so he had to string up with a few of his peers for ore, giant logs, and livestock designated by the kobolds. However, as one of the few people who had touched the shells, he found that these 'big iron balls' were not quite the same as the common ones on the market - from the color alone, it could be seen that the iron of these shells was uniform, and there was basically no slag inclusion, and they were all high-quality goods!

So, he accidentally opened up a business line of cannonballs - selling cannonballs to blacksmiths, and in exchange for the money, he hired some stonemasons to polish stone cannonballs and sold them to pirates, and it turned out to be very profitable!

Today, it is also known as a wholesale pig iron market, although it sells cannonballs......

The captain of the guard, Perez, was also excited to do business for a while, but his peers stopped him: "Dear Perez, we promise to sell your quota beautifully, and you don't have to worry about the reward!

The bigger the business, the more merchants gathered around, and because the kobolds were more inclined to barter, the merchants had to exchange goods with each other, and it unexpectedly became a large trade bazaar. As a result, Perez reluctantly became the captain of the guard again, with a group of locals hired temporarily, to maintain order in the market all day.

Although he received a soft hand to collect the booth fee, he still envied his peers who worked in beautiful houses under the sun......

Everyone is more and more optimistic about the future of these 'demons', and many people have already brought their European families to Agadir: since they can't return home, let their relatives have a good food and clothes!

On the mountain road, Liu Jingtian led the team, and thousands of dog heads were escorting the captives to Agadir.

The Great Demon King admired the family conflicts of the winners in life, which was really a great enjoyment for single dogs, and then thought about farming: "With these people, I don't have to worry about food problems in the future, but I still have the problem of 'human engine' that has not been solved...... With the engine, you can have a littoral combat ship, you can take the pirate port, and then there will be an ocean-going ship to go to sea, and then the kobold army can rob all over the world, no, you can rescue the world's endangered species, such as dodos, such as giant pandas, no problem! It seems that you have to go to find the black corn, what a fate...... I don't know, what happened to Brother Long's "Brother Long's Religion......"

In one of the villages of Agadir, the president of the Agricultural Cooperative Commune No. 7, Tarbub Ben Kidad Ben Noha Ben Ibad, was entertaining a group of guests. Because the name is too long, on weekdays, the kobold people call him Sanben, and later even the villagers called him that. It is said that in other communes, there are also two books and one book.

On a long table, there are several large pots of pottery and wood, filled with abundant food. There are fresh fruits, cute dough baked to a golden brown, lettuce tossed with olive oil, sprinkled with sesame seeds and peanuts, and hearty dishes such as roasted lamb.

Although there are not many products here, it can be seen that the hostess has spent a lot of effort to prepare.

It is a pity that there are no fish in the market lately, which makes the diligent hostess very regretful.

On the dining table, more than a dozen kobolds were huddled together, each holding a small rice bowl, eating very loudly while chirping, and at the same time using the dragon language mixed with the sound of Wang, turning heads and ears, looking like they were eating in full swing.

The autumn harvest has just ended, and the company has just finished sowing winter wheat after harvesting crops such as broad beans and peanuts.

With the system of 'agricultural cooperatives' as a guarantee, not only everyone was mobilized, but even people from the city's construction workers and other industries were sent to the fields, plus countless kobolds to help with some light and heavy physical work.

Now that the sowing has been completed, the members of the club have a relaxed look on their faces. As the president, Sanben set up a banquet at home to entertain a few kobold small leaders who helped a lot.

However, everyone doesn't understand the language, and the only dog head with the 'language talisman' is also burying his head in his mouth and stuffing it desperately, so this family banquet is quite simple, and everyone doesn't do anything else, just eat.

He and his wife were filling their mouths with food in a daze, and they felt very confused: they were obviously entertaining the big people in the 'little devil', but why did they seem to be feeding a group of domestic dogs? What was even more chaotic was that the two of them were eating at the same table with a group of domestic dogs, and they were still eating things in the same basin......

Although Sanben was born in poverty, he was a great person who was well-known from far and near. Not only was he literate, but he also knew several languages: several Berber dialects, Arabic, Portuguese, so his business was very prosperous, and he opened a large shop in the city. The people of the same village also respect Sanben very much, and it can be said that he is the village chief without a title.

But after the kobold arrived, their fields were confiscated, the ancestral house in the mountains was abandoned, and the entire village was scattered and taken away. Not to mention, the shops in the city, which were considered 'illegal buildings' by the kobolds, were directly demolished. Sanben soon had almost nothing left.

But kobolds do things that natives can understand.

Because he knew how to read and write, and claimed to be a peasant, he became a captain of the 'Second Commune' in a daze, and managed ten small families assigned to him, all of which had been scattered and gathered together, and there was even a Portuguese family among them.

Then, as if a coolie were on the job, the kobold was given countless tasks to dig ditches, break down roads and landmarks in the fields, and then erect new, not to mention new ones.

Next, I got a bunch of new farming utensils that no one could understand, and planted beans all over the field.