After Ying Chong heard this, he immediately glanced at this long-term blessing, and then smiled: "Can I still lie to you? Don't forget that you planted winter wheat three years ago." Anyway, you've taken care of me for the rest of the year! These are cash cows, and I'm counting on this orchard to help me make money now. Presumably, when the fruit is hung, it is not a problem to make money every day. ”

In fact, what he just looked at was not the olive tree, but the burial place of the remains of the peacock feather, located in the depths of Funiu Mountain, in this direction, about a day's schedule. But since Xiang Laifu has mentioned this, Ying Chong also plans to mention this guy a word or two.

Recently, he had also heard that he had never paid much attention to these olive trees, nor did he take olive oil seriously.

In fact, whether this olive oil can make money or not, Yingchong is not very clear, after all, this is something that has never happened in the Central Plains.

It is said that this olive oil can not only be eaten, but also beautified, made spices, etc., if it is true as the man said, he will not lose much.

However, the reason why he planted olives here actually had another purpose, but this true intention was not easy for Laifu to know for the time being. Otherwise, this old servant will definitely say that he is whimsical.

"Is it a daily gold?"

Xiang Laifu didn't believe it very much, and shook his head. Thinking that since the son of the world said so, then he believed it first. In this matter, dedication is the way to do it. When it comes to hanging fruit, he will naturally know what is good or bad.

This person's thoughts were directly on his face, and Ying Chong knew what was going on at a glance, but he didn't say anything, patted Xiang Fu's shoulder, and walked down the mountain.

The steward of his grange has always been a child, unlike other servants of the Anguo Mansion, who was married by his mother. This not only served his mother for ten years, but after his mother's martyrdom, he took care of him Yingchong meticulously, staring at his mother's dowry for him.

The people around him can betray him, but never to be blessed. In addition, his own ability is good, not only shrewd and capable, but also good in force, it can be said that he is a more important arm than Zhang Yi by his side. But there is only one shortcoming, which is the notoriously dead-brained and admitting death.

Ying Chong has no intention of convincing this person in reason, but he has always been a little good, loyal to him, extremely upright, and spoiled him as his own child. So no matter what he commands, no matter how unreasonable or difficult things are, he will find a way to do it.

Even if Ying Chong wanted to take off the moon, Xiang Laifu would only scold the absurdity while going to make him a ladder.

So he made a special explanation this time, and there was no need to turn this guy's idea around.

After returning to Huju Fort, Ying Chong went directly to the newly built mill.

Next to the fort is a small river with a strong current. A year ago, Ying Chong had 40 water-powered mills built on the riverside. It was the drawings of the oil mill that the Taixi man took out, and then handed it over to the great master of the Heavenly Workshop to improve, and a year ago he allocated hundreds of thousands of silver to build forty in one go, waiting for the olive trees to bear fruit and use them.

In fact, Ying Chong wanted to come over two days ago, but the time was unfortunate, the person he came to meet this time was in retreat recently, and he had no leisure. But by today, that one should have borne fruit.

Sure enough, when Ying Chong stepped into the best location and the most water-powered mill. I saw a young man with blond hair and blue eyes, a high nose and deep eyes, standing in front of a squeezing warehouse, looking at the warehouse and contemplating.

"Johnson, what is the result this time?

As he spoke, Ying Chong strode in. But as soon as he got closer, Johnson threw a purple crystal over.

Ying Chong's eyes lit up slightly, and he took this thing in his hand, and then his eyes were full of surprise. This is Amethyrite, a key material used to make ink stone and ink armor.

In the back mountain of his Tiger Fortress, there are a large number of mineral deposits of Amethysis. However, although this vein is large, it is extremely scattered, mixed with soil, and is not suitable for mining.

And three years ago, it was Johnson who told him. The purple olives on Taixi's side can absorb these scattered amethys from the land, and they can easily obtain a large amount of amethy crystals by refining them in an appropriate way after the fruits.

The area of Funiu Mountain is also suitable for the growth of trees such as purple olives.

Originally, Ying Chong was still a little worried, but now that he saw this piece of purple yuan crystal, he knew that he would definitely not lose money this time.

The piece in his hand is about the size of a fingernail and weighs about one tael, and now the market value is about twenty taels of silver. And this is what Johnson obtained after rituring 90 olive trees with a secret method from the farm.

The planting density of purple olives is about 30 plants per acre, and there are at least 4.5 million olive trees in the 3,000 hectares of mountainous land behind the tiger's fort.

That is to say, this year's trees, theoretically speaking, can earn him one million taels of silver, which is converted into 100,000 gold.

Even if you count the more than 10,000 slaves he recruited for this purpose, as well as the loss of the cost of artificial equipment, he will make a lot of money.

In the future, even if you lose your title and the privilege of tax exemption, you can still earn more than 80,000 yuan a year.

And this is not to calculate, the value of the olive fruit after the oil is pressed.

You must know that under normal circumstances, even if 3,000 hectares of high-quality fertile land is not more than 500,000 stone a year, which is only half of the olive grove.

However, the piece in Ying Chong's hands is full of hills.

"This refining method is not ideal, and it can only reach about 30%. However, I will try my best to improve before the fruit is hung, and it should be able to increase to 60%. ”

Johnson's voice was slightly cold, and when he turned his head, his handsome face also showed a little indifference and detachment: "I just hope that you will keep your promise and do your best to help me find Isha after the fact." ”

Ying Chong was slightly stunned, and then nodded solemnly: "I should go all out!"

Isha is Johnson's sister and is said to have been abducted to the East by slave traders years earlier. And Johnson traveled thousands of miles from the land of Tessey to find his sister's traces here. Three and a half years ago, due to exhaustion of entanglement, hunger and cold, this person fell hungry near Huju Fort, and happened to be rescued by Ying Chong, who came to inspect the manor.

Later, this person helped him refine the purple yuan crystal in exchange, and in exchange for him helping Johnson find his sister Isha in the future.

In fact, he has been working on this matter, but there has been no clue. But now it seems that he still needs to be more attentive, if the refining of this purple yuan crystal is really as he said, it can be doubled, it is the real daily gold. There can be an output of 200,000 gold in a year, which is equivalent to two small heavenly god armors, or 600 five-star ink armors.

In addition, it will take seven to eight years for those purple olives to enter the harvest period, and the yield at that time will be at least four times higher than now.

In other words, at that time, this 3,000-hectare olive forest would enable him to support an army of 27,000 people in the four towns and recruit several heavenly powerhouses. The income is several times more than the tax of the fiefdom of the Anguo Mansion!

So this guy in front of him is worthy of his attention, and he can't pay too much attention to it.

"Isa's whereabouts, in fact, I have let the Night Fox investigate. From ten years ago to the present, a total of more than 13,000 caravans have entered the customs from our Great Qin and entered the Central Plains. And among them, only one hundred and fifty came from Taixi, who stayed in the Central Plains and did not return—"

As he was talking, Ying Chong suddenly felt uneasy in his heart, and squinted his eyebrows and looked outside the mill.

At this time, Johnson also shouted softly, 'Be careful', and at the same time, a huge force arrived, forcibly pulling Yingchong's figure to the side.

Before Ying Chong could react, he heard another sharp and piercing scream. From far to near, but in an instant, the wooden wall outside the mill was broken and forced in.

Ying Chong looked closely, but saw that it was a black light and shadow, faster than the photoelectric light. It almost passed him, just past the direction where he had stood, and then quickly passed farther away, piercing several layers of wooden walls in succession, and finally crashing into the river.

Outside the mill, there was already the sound of Zhang Yi and the others shouting angrily, and then there was the sound of soldiers colliding with ink armor running.

Ying Chong was still frightened at first, but after a few breaths, he calmed down again. He was already alert, even if Johnson didn't pull him, he would be fine.

About a moment later, Zhang Yi had already rushed back and knelt down in front of Ying Chong: "Hui Shizi, that person's land galloping technique is extremely fast, I don't dare to chase after him." ”

After finishing speaking, he raised his head again and glanced at Ying Chong with a little complaint. Since coming to Tiger Fortress, he, Ying Fu Yingde and others have been following Ying Chong's side, guarding carefully.

Only Fang Cai, Ying Chong, had something to discuss with this Johnson and asked them to wait outside the mill, which gave the man a chance to make a move.

"It's okay, I don't blame you for this. ”

Ying Chong shook his head slightly, knowing that this was Zhang Yi and the others, worried that the assassin was trying to divert the tiger away from the mountain, so he didn't continue to catch up. This is a prudent approach, and there is nothing wrong with that.

And then, Ying Chong's gaze swept to Johnson again. Compared to the Assassin, he cared more about this one at this time.

The aura of this Taixi man seems to be ordinary, no different from ordinary people, but he can strike out of the air and force him ten feet away. This kind of means can only be done by the strong in the heavens.

This made Ying Chong wonder, what kind of character is this Johnson in front of him? Is he really a heavenly powerhouse? Such a person would really faint in front of his door due to hunger and cold?

"When I was in Tessie, I was a paladin who believed in the Titan, the creator god. ”

That Johnson also saw Ying Chong's suspicion, but he looked calm and cold as usual.

"Seven years ago, I turned my back on the gods for some reason, and under the punishment of the gods, I was lucky enough to steal my life. Now it's just a matter of recovering some of the strength of his past. ”

Ying Chong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows again, and he felt even more surprised in his heart. He had heard of the Titan, the creator god of the land of Ctessy, and the so-called 'paladin'.

The former is one of Tessie's most famous deities, the lord of the gods, who often has miracles and hundreds of millions of followers in the West. However, the strong people of the Central Plains have also gone to investigate the end, thinking that it should be a certain great power in ancient times, with the help of special methods that have survived to this day.

As for the paladin, it is a professional warrior in the land of Taixi, which can be understood as a warrior who can borrow the power of the gods to fight. Before the heavenly position, he was a holy warrior, and after the heavenly position, he was considered a paladin. And even the lowest bronze paladin can be compared to the small heavenly position of the Central Plains.

It is said that these paladins are very powerful, and because they can 'cheat', their single combat power almost universally surpasses that of the same level of martial artists on the Central Plains side.

It sounds like this Johnson's rank among the paladins is not low, otherwise how can he have the ability to withstand the divine punishment of Natil?

Ying Chong was curious, so he asked again: "I don't know what rank you were seven years ago, why did you turn your back on Tyr?"

"Seven years ago, I was a Sky Paladin, the Lord of Carthage, and the head of the Holy Blood Knights. ”

Johnson's turquoise blue eyes finally showed a few waves: "Don't mention the past." I say this just to make you suspicious. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net