It didn't take long for Xianlin to come back, but his face was not very good. Quan Hao's heart couldn't help but sink, what's wrong?

The old man wrote and drew a sue to him, and most of the men felt that the order did not matter. However, they brought up the matter of farming again, and still thought it was unnecessary. There is so much to eat on the island.

Quan Hao snorted: Since they all think that farming is unnecessary, it is not impossible not to plant. But wouldn't he be needing to supply food? After all, they could find it on the island! If they nodded, they would do the same tomorrow. He first asked Xian Lin to convey it, but then he thought about it, forget it, the old man is running too both sides, so I'll go over together.

Seeing him coming, two men got up and hesitated, and the others sat or lay down, doing whatever they wanted. It was still Xian Lin who was the translator, and Quan Hao only swept silently from the men's faces one by one. As expected, after listening to the old man's narration, all ten faces revealed embarrassment. They met their eyes and asked for each other's opinions. But no one looked at Quan Hao, and when he looked at someone, that person's eyes would swim away, dodging and not daring to meet his gaze.

After the men exchanged words, they pushed the tallest man, almost 1.7 meters, to come out and answer. They promised to go farming after building a thatched hut, and did not mention the fact that they could not eat enough food on the island.

As expected, Quan Hao secretly pouted disdainfully. On the surface, he was silent, smiling and nodding. It means it's decided. He saw through the capriciousness of these people, and after leaving, he did not forget to explain to Xianlin, asking him to walk around among the refugees more in the future, and inform him of any good news. Quan Hao did not cultivate a confidant among the refugees, and the reason was that the communication was not smooth. The few hardcores who are also weak like little girls, are all children with no status. If he wants to arrange an eye and ear, he can only rely on this trembling old man.

Xian Lin agreed with a sigh and left. He was still hungry when he was only concerned about sending messages from both ends.

Seeing the old man's upside-down back, Quan Hao remembered a picture just now in his mind. Only two men stood up to greet him. This was almost unthinkable before. In the past, when he saw Quan Hao walking in front of him, no matter who stood up in fear, he must have knelt down if he didn't stand up. Although he doesn't care about these red tapes, he can't help but be wary of the message behind them.

Could it be that these men feel that their bodies are almost raised, and their physique is not worse than him, but they may be stronger than him, and they are superior in numbers, so they don't need to be respectful to him? The previous twelve points of caution were all faked? Quan Hao was not sure, it seemed that he underestimated the survival wisdom of the ancients. Originally, he planned to transport a batch of farm tools from the earth, but now it's better to take it slowly.

In any case, the days continue day by day. It's just that Quan Hao is more cautious. Now he thinks about everything he does on the island, and he doesn't forget to take that speargun with him wherever he goes. The cellar where the food was stored he carefully made the mechanism, and if someone turned it during his absence, it would leave a visible trace. Sometimes he suspects that he is worrying about the world, and the refugees have always been quite peaceful. There was not a single disturbing sign to be seen.

Instead, the search for suitable land for cultivation has finally paid off. After several days of exploration, Quan Hao finally found a vacant land of more than 500 acres in the easternmost part of the entire mountain near the cliff. It may not be accurate to say that the open space is, after all, grass and shrubs grow vigorously, but the point is that there are really not many big trees in these 500 acres of land. He walked around the neighborhood and showed clear signs of a landslide. Presumably, the mudslide washed away the vegetation in this area, and the grass and shrubs grew back later. And Quan Hao tried the depth of the soil, and felt that the soil layer was very shallow. It is not suitable for large trees to take root. But growing rice is not a problem at all. Even better, there is a spring above the clearing, which can be used as a source of water.

This land is so ideal for cultivation that it is a surprise that fell from the sky. After determining the approximate location of the vacant land, Quan Hao hurried back, he wanted to inform everyone of the news, so that he could arrange for someone to hurry up and open up the wasteland.

Back on the beaches of the North Peninsula, far away he saw the refugees all together. The sun was still high in the sky, and it stands to reason that the hut had not yet been built, so they should be very busy at this time. What's going on?

When Xian Lin saw him, he hurried a few steps to meet him and pulled Quan Hao aside.

According to him, the refugees are complaining, and he can't persuade him. They felt that the workload was too much these days, but the food did not keep up. If it continues, the body can't bear it. In the future, it will be more tiring to open up wasteland and farm, so I want to discuss with Quan Hao, in order to avoid exhaustion and collapse, I should mention the aspect of eating.

Quan Hao didn't know what to say after listening to it. How can they mention the food? Fish, shrimp, and fruits are all made by themselves, and no one cares how much they want to eat. The only thing that could find him was rice. But with so much to eat on the island, why can't they get along with rice? Don't you know how he broke his brain in order to buy bags of rice home without attracting people's attention, and then secretly transport them to the island? His small body didn't have much strength, and he was half tired to death every time. Besides, whether they build a dwelling or open up wasteland, they are the ones who benefit. Why did you ask him for favors instead? Is this taking him for wrong?

Quan Hao sneered and asked: What is the proposal?

Xian Lin hesitated for a moment and told him that the daily rice supply should be doubled.

Impossible! Quan Hao flatly refused. If you double it, you will eat almost 50 catties of rice every day. He estimated that even if the progress of land reclamation was extremely fast, it would take 150 days to plant the first phase of rice. In the days when there is no harvest, these people must have eaten him. This means that they will consume 7,500 catties of grain. It's close to four tons, where is he going to find it! Well, even if he really has the ability, can he transport it to satisfy these blood-sucking locusts? When he is stupid? Not to mention doubling, even the basic morning and evening meals Quan Hao wants to stop. He was cold-toothed, and he had given food to the refugees out of compassion and humanity, but some people had taken it as his obligation.

Xianlin was not surprised. It's strange that the lion said yes like this. He advised Quan Hao to add some reassurance to people's hearts.

Jeon Ho still shook his head. He's not a nanny! Even if he does, God knows if this group of people will produce a single moth. Before, he was too weak, and he made compromises in several negotiations, which made some people think that they had seized the opportunity. And they have been inch by inch, and they actually prevaricate him with such a clumsy excuse as exhausting his body, which is simply like nothing for him. He angrily told the old man that he wouldn't give more than a grain of rice.

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