The sentimental Cao Zhishu now thought that he was just teaching the villagers to protect themselves, and he certainly did not expect that his actions would cultivate a terrifying fighting nation in the future.

The Giant Forest Boar Man is a naturally good seedling, and he is already a qualified warrior when he is half the size. Needless to say, their glorious history is not to be said, even in this deep mountain and old forest, there are few magical beasts that fall under the feet of these giant forest boar people who have long been alienated from their fighting skills and battles. Relying on the natural body to achieve this kind of process, how can it be compared to ordinary races! Buckley, who fought the blue-eyed brute, didn't even learn to go berserk, and the real thing was done by fists to the flesh. And how old is Barkley's fat guy this year? Nineteen years old!

The black-bellied Cao Zhishu is not enough, for these simple villagers, he has almost the same care as a great mother's love, and he can't love them too much. The discipline and unity of the army that Cao Zhishu once accepted were almost not advocated by Cao Zhishu. They are inherently united, and they are compatriots whose blood is thicker than water. As for discipline, as long as they agree with you, the swords, mountains and seas of fire will follow you, and you say that they will never poke the west when you hit the east.

This is a fact, and the current Cao Zhishu enjoys this kind of unconditional trust. Whether it's teaching them combat skills or playing ruthless tricks, they are quickly accepting it.

Within a few days, all the villagers had a new look. In just a few days, they have made a lot of javelins, and now everyone is equipped with five javelins of one meter and five lengths on their backs. This length and weight are very suitable for their throwing, and they are all carefully calculated and studied by Cao Zhishu.

If you don't know what is happening in the village, you will be startled when you walk in, and this kind of majestic dress is like a group of fierce bandits, both men and women. And there is also a tendency to evolve into trendy clothing, since Barkley inadvertently pretended to do this once that day, the next day this kind of dress has sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and it can't be stopped. If they had been given more time, Cao Zhishu would have even doubted that they would have armed themselves into hedgehogs.

"Remember, no matter what monster you encounter, or if you meet an enemy with bad intentions. Don't take the initiative to close the distance before you start drying, call in as many people as possible, and fire a salvo at the effective range first. As many shots as they want, they can carry them through without dying, and then rely on hand-to-hand combat to make the final decision. "The guidelines are simple and straightforward, and everyone can understand them.

"In the future, buy more bottles and cans, and let Wangcai spit out some saliva or something if it's okay, and save it all. Each household should ensure at least one can, and if anyone comes to find bad luck, put some on the head of the gun first. "The prosperity that has not yet been in the month has been treated as a strategic reserve resource by the whole village from this moment on, because of the words of the branch secretary.

As far as the capacity of the bottles and cans used by the wild boar people in the giant forest is concerned, Wangcai is destined to have a long way to go in the future, and the process of growing up is definitely very difficult.

Strictly speaking, the venom of a bipedal wyvern cannot be called venom, but more appropriately called corrosive acid. Because it is super corrosive, it will be fatal if it is in large quantities, and it is also corrosive rather than poisoned. Now the spots on Wei Shuai's body are the best proof, but this definitely does not affect its strategic significance, as long as it is used in place and shot in, this corrosion is also from the inside out, and the pain is also painful.

All kinds of simple and effective small team cooperation or something were also taught by Cao Zhishu. The villagers are also studying step by step, and the curriculum of the study class established is also required by Cao Zhishu to record all of them, and they can be familiar with and master them through practice.

The villagers didn't understand, but Cao Zhishu himself knew that this was all subtly changing them according to the model of training the big soldiers.

As long as there is enough time, Cao Zhishu is sure that even if he is a soldier of a thousand-person regiment, as long as he is not an ace elite. If you want to fight with these fierce six hundred villagers, it is estimated that you can only crawl and run, let alone those lonely magical beasts.

is so strict, just because Cao Zhishu is very aware of danger in times of peace. If there are enough conditions, Cao Zhishu can't wait to arm all the villagers* and souls with sophisticated equipment and all kinds of insidious thoughts!

Unintentionally, Cao Zhishu found that the things covered in mud that Aunt Susan fed the pigs were very familiar. When I washed it, it turned out to be a potato, which was very large.

According to Aunt Susan, this thing is inherently pig feed and can only be used to feed pigs. This kind of pimple that grows on the mud floor has been tried and eaten before, and it is very astringent. Unless someone is dying of starvation, there is no one to eat. I asked, this thing is all over the mountains here, and I almost didn't startle Cao Zhishu.

Cao Zhishu smiled, and mysteriously said that everyone would have good things to eat in the future, but the aunt only thought he was joking. As a result, Cao Zhishu taught the aunt the technique of stir-frying, and used some oil to make a table of dishes for those pig feeds, shredded potatoes, french fries and so on.

Auntie's expression of pity made Cao Zhishu depressed for a long time, but after Auntie tasted it, Auntie's thoughts were very extreme and dangerous for a while. She suddenly wanted to kill all the pigs in the house, and such delicious things were all ruined by pigs for so many years. In the past, the villagers tried a lot of ways to fiddle with these lumps, but they all gave up because they were not easy to cook.

Cao Zhishu can only say that the cooking techniques of this small village that has been far away from the red dust for too long are too rough, and can even be said to be primitive. After washing it, it doesn't even peel the skin, and before it is sliced, it is thrown into the pot and boiled. These big potatoes are so big that they may not be fully cooked after boiling for a long time, and of course they are astringent.

Fortunately, this thing is all over the mountains and fields, and it is inexhaustible. After digging, it will grow full, and this situation also saves the lives of those fanged wild boars in the village.

Cao Zhishu's stir-fry is a must, this novel cooking method is the only one in the world, and there is no other branch. Simple, but very functional. After teaching the aunt, the aunt immediately opened a cooking training class, which became a major change in the food structure of the village, and the significance was so far-reaching that it was breathtaking.

This kind of plot where a cooking skill turns waste into treasure has made Cao Zhishu a living immortal in the village, and unconsciously, this priest who was once despised by them and almost broke his spirit has become synonymous with omnipotence.

Now as soon as Cao Zhishu went out, he was all waiting for the villagers with love and respect from the heart, and even the less vain Cao Zhishu was a little fluttering, and gradually understood Buckley.

With his hands behind his back, a step outside the figure, and a smile and nodding around, Cao Zhishu became more and more like a leader.

Cao Zhishu even went to the countryside to see if there was anything he could use, although he could not find such a large amount of natural dietary materials, but there was a discovery that made Cao Zhishu almost faint with happiness.

After turning over two more mountains, there are patches of sunny low slopes, densely packed with tobacco leaves! Without saying a word, Cao Zhishu abused his power, transferred a large number of young villagers to harvest a large piece of land, and went back to start baking and processing.

Cigarettes have always been a good treasure for Cao Zhishu. When he came here with a strip of stripes, he had nothing on his body, which can be regarded as suffocating Cao Zhishu. For a while, Cao Zhishu thought that he would not be able to draw a shot in his lifetime, but he didn't expect happiness to come so suddenly.

Cao Zhishu used to be a *ist young man who came from both tobacco and alcohol, because these two behaviors could make him feel mature and attractive when he was half a year old. And tobacco and alcohol get wet, and over time it will become a habit.

In the past, Cao Zhishu also specially studied these two treasures, so cigarettes and winemaking are Cao Zhishu's forte. The wine in this world is like horse urine for him, and Cao Zhishu has long decided to make it himself. He didn't tell anyone about this, and he was going to keep it to surprise the villagers.

The process of rolling cigarettes is not complicated, and the first cigars are baked in a few days. When the familiar and unfamiliar smell rolled into his lungs and the smoke rose, Cao Zhishu seemed to be fluttering in the clouds.

Cao Zhishu's very dashing-looking smoking action soon became a trend in the village to follow, with both men and women, young and old, all holding a big black cigar.

After a period of familiarity, this habit only spread among the men in the village, and the cultural concept of smoking loneliness made it difficult for the women who were used to the shortcomings of their parents to fit in, and they did not particularly like the spicy feeling.

Cao Zhishu just smiled at this, saying that only rough men like this thing.

This statement was echoed by Barkley, who usually had three sticks in his mouth. A little fire often makes the whole person unable to see his head and face clearly, and almost his entire head is wrapped in smoke, which adds a sense of mystery.

When Cao Zhishu's cellar liquor came out, the whole village went crazy. Wine has always been considered a luxury, especially in the Beamon Empire. The brewing process of the Beamon Empire has always been very backward, not only the production is low, but also the wine is not good, and even the wine is generally only drunk by the rich or nobles. If he hadn't blackmailed Stern's next sum, Cao Zhishu wouldn't even be able to drink a sip of wine.

It was cigarettes and alcohol, and he almost didn't let Cao Zhishu go to the altar in this poor country.

Cao Zhishu's cigarette is a perfect combination of chic and lonely, and it is a unique temperament of men. Cao Zhishu's wine is the best drink that makes people uninhibited and forgetful.

The villagers, who had been fortunate enough to drink the inferior liquor from outside, were dazzled by the mellow aroma of the baijiu. They never thought that worthless grains would become such a good wine, which was not at all comparable to those inferior wines. Just a small bowl of wine can make people flutter, and the strength is not something that ordinary people can bear.

The advent of cellar liquor made Cao Zhishu, who had not drunk liquor for a long time, drunk fiercely.

Why did he get drunk, Cao Zhishu himself couldn't understand. There are too many reasons, the longer he is in this world, the more Cao Zhishu feels that he can't remember his past. After spending a long time in this village, he became even more confused, not knowing what he should do. The only thing that touched him was that his feelings for the Orcs were getting deeper and deeper. I don't know what to do, and I go deep.

Therefore, Cao Zhishu has been grasping the qiē that he can catch in front of him, unwilling to let go, afraid that this qiē will suddenly disappear, and the feeling of suffering from gains and losses is difficult to describe.

No matter what the situation is, it needs to be sustenance. Cao Zhishu's current emotional sustenance is this remote mountain village, and these simple and honest villagers in front of him.

After sobering up, Cao Zhishu thought about it for a long time and had an idea of developing township enterprises. Cao Zhishu, who has always been very economical, still knows how unique the winemaking method he has learned is, which is completely incomparable to the current winemaking process in this world. Not to mention liquor, it is wine, which is a super luxury that can be hyped up and then sought after by countless people.

Not to mention cigarettes, the essence of this thing means that it is a unique culture, both in terms of practicality and efficacy. As long as the promotion is in place, it will soon be accepted by the public.

The importance of money, as long as you are not a fool, knows what it means. As long as enough money can be obtained, it will no longer be an unattainable dream to build this place into a new socialist countryside and let the villagers stride to become well-off.

These are all good situations, and Cao Zhishu decided to arrange a schedule for these things to make a good deal and develop them into a feasible route.

There's a lot of good news, but so is the bad news. The news that Cao Zhishu didn't want to hear finally came, and something happened to Joseph Sr. Barkley once secretly committed adultery, the young woman Yona, a small village girl, had a miscarriage!