"Trance is right, it means that your subconscious mind is fighting against that pain, do you usually think that you can become stronger one day?" said Nalasha seductively.

The person who asked the question nodded his head twice and muttered, "Don't lie to me, I don't read much, is it a subconscious confrontation?" Speaking of the subconscious, it feels like being hypnotized, uh...... Maybe...... Well, why bother asking which chicken laid the eggs, it will always become stronger, but shouldn't my own body understand? It's not a simple question like eating eggs......

The man muttered and moved carefully, and walked slowly to the plaza to adjust to his newfound strength.

Not only him, but the first group of people who received the potion also had ideas in their hearts, they read a lot of books, they had been honed by years of training, and their emotional intelligence was not low.

So they don't ask, they wait for the battle value to reach two hundred before they choose to go home, and there will be countless glory when they go back, but they don't know what has changed in their home after not going back for many years.

Gongsun Murong and Nalasha relieved themselves and immediately found a second group of people to come over.

The first batch was experimental, with only 1,000 people, and the second batch found 10,000 people and placed them in the houses prepared for the Iron Mine City.

Hypnosis, injections, observation.

The person who was injected with the drug was in pain unconsciously, and the body inside the instrument outside trembled, and his strength increased simultaneously.

There was a lot of movement, and the analysis reports of various departments of the kingdom of God were formed, sent to it, and then sunk like a stone into the sea.

The minds of both the military and the government did not read the analysis report carefully, only swept the approximate data, and did not mention it again.

They had a suspicion that the people of the Gongsun family knew some kind of tantric method that could put the absorber of the potion in a special state and alleviate the suffering, mental and mental suffering.

But don't ask, lest you spoil the relationship with each other.

A wise politician must learn to use all power, not to unlock all secrets.

Iron Ore City. By the time 10,000 people woke up excited to adapt to their 'new bodies', it was noon the next day.

Gongsun Murong and the others observed their physical state, hurriedly ate, and then asked people to call 10,000 road repairers.

The second 10,000 people rushed to the city, and did not enter the city until evening, and the others behind them moved to the iron ore city one after another.

The road connecting the mountain city and the iron ore city has not yet been repaired, and if there is no injection of medicine, it is estimated that it will be repaired until the beginning of spring before the tricycle and the car drawn by livestock can pass.

And then there's a patching job. The road repaired in winter is due to the weather, the density and solidity will change when the weather is warm, and the road surface will bulge in some places, and some will collapse.

For the next 20 days, Gongsun Murong and Nalasha did nothing else every day, only injecting medicine for the road builders.

Together with the sixth batch of ordinary people sent to repair the road, a total of 293,300 people, all of whom have been injected. The people who were injected before have accelerated the speed of road construction, repaired the section they are responsible for, and are helping others.

The two people could not continue to inject others for the time being, because ...... There is no money.

They made money from a series of economic operations. All rides,

Since Yu Mang suffered heavy losses and joined forces to buy a large number of potions to raise prices, the price of potions has entered a period of decline.

The dividends earned by the two through cooperation, the profits from lending, and the money from selling formulas. Raising nearly 300,000 people to more than 20 combat values, there is not much left.

"Sure enough, raising a team is never easy. Yu Mang is still secretly making trouble, and in the later stage, the price of the battle value potion was pulled to 20,000 points, thanks to the fact that we didn't use the inventory in advance. I'll keep it in their accounts. ”

Nalasha fiddled with a pot-bellied stove for popcorn and glared across the street at the feathered man who was pretending to be looking at someone else's stall.

The popcorn stove is a boiler, with a big belly, a crank in the back, and a pressure gauge, and a fastening bolt in front of the sealed cover, in order to seal well, the sealing joint is a soft metal like metal-like lead, but it is better than lead, and there is no toxicity.

There is a simple valve on top of the lid for exhaust.

Put the rice, bud rice, sorghum rice, and even soybeans that need to be booze, put some sugar, buckle the lid, tighten the bolts, and shake and rotate on the shelf with fire below.

When the pressure is reached, a tube is put on the stick deliberately extended by the card point of the buckle lid, and the sealed lid is opened due to the slipping out of the buckle with the force of the lever.

The inside is under pressure all the time, and at the same time, the things that are under pressure expand instantaneously when they suddenly leave the pressure environment, and the rice flowers come out.

Of course, if another type of corn is used, it can expand into flowers by itself when it is heated directly under the same air pressure, that is, fried rice, or roasted.

This tool is a simple and practical tool that has been researched by the foodie race, and has made a great contribution in the era when children's snacks are scarce.

The premise is not to use it in a state that is too old, otherwise an accident will turn happiness into pain.

Gongsun Murong also shook one, he didn't want to take out such a snack artifact, but ......

"The people of Yumang have changed their style, and when they see us selling snacks to make money, their people actually follow suit, and there are more than twenty fried stalls in the cities here, and there are at least thirty in each city. ”

"Well!" Narasha looked bitter and hateful: "Children like to eat all kinds of fried things, they don't change the oil, they only add some oil when the oil is less, eating too much is harmful to the child's body, so we want the child to have more snacks to choose from." ”

"Tomorrow's closing ceremony, we will continue to have a large-scale performance, just to sell popcorn, the other equipment I don't know if the city lord has applied for it, there are too many ways to process food into snacks, and now the rice can make at least twenty flavors and more than ten kinds of additives. ”

Gongsun Murong shook as he spoke, what he now put in the pot is rice, and after bursting out, it can be mixed with other things to make balls, cuboids, diamonds, cartoon patterns, etc.

The two of them chatted, and the people outside Yumang watched and listened through the images of the people standing across the street, even if they were old employees, they were helpless at the moment.

"Minister, I can't analyze what they want to do next, their thinking is too out-of-the-box, they don't seem to care about anything, even if they live or die, they seem to be serious about everything. Even snacks. A man said to Mou Adunk.

"Pretending, deliberately pretending to be like this, to paralyze us, my assessment is...... The acting is top-notch. Mu Adunke said firmly.

Regardless of whether they were acting or not, Gongsun Murong and Nalasha looked at the pressure gauge, got up one after another, and stretched out the buckle rod in front of the boiler from the deliberately opened opening on a fishnet basket-like thing, and stuffed the front end of the boiler into it.

Then he put an iron pipe on the stick that stretched out, and shouted 'Ring-......'

"Bang~~~" A large number of rice and corn flowers came out, and the onlookers covered their ears just now. Now happily run to the front, look at the rice flower, and then look at the two people, and do not make a sound, only use their eyes to express their desire to eat.

This is already the second pot, and the first pot was divided by the previous children.

Naturally, the two of them would not make such a small amount of money, Gongsun Murong only took half of the rice flower to dip it in sugar and shape, and Nalasha waved her hand: "Eat it." ”

The children happily opened the fishing nets tied at the back of the basket and pulled out the rice flowers. Happily wrapped up in their clothes, and at the urging of the children waiting behind, they happily ran away.

A pot and a half of rice flowers were divided in a short time, and another group of children were waiting.

As long as the child doesn't make trouble. Adults will also be happy when they play with them, and if children make trouble, then adults should find a way not to let them make trouble, and then be happy.

Gongsun Murong and Nalasha have a way to make all the children happy.

They cleaned up the stove a little. Just as they were about to load the grain again, a pair of six or seven-year-old dragon and phoenix twin siblings or siblings cried and cried, their faces were covered with black ash, and they came over with a basket.

The little girl threw the basket to the ground. looked at Gongsun Murong and Nalasha with tearful eyes.

Nalasha reached out and wiped the little girl's face, observing the ashes that had been wiped off: "Firewood ashes, even firewood?"

Gongsun Murong took two deep breaths and looked at the sky: "The weather is not good, now the fire will pour smoke, and the basket is filled with irregularly cut chicken pieces, raw." ”

Nalasha nodded and asked the little girl, "You two cook without using natural gas?"

"The natural gas was locked up by my parents, and I was afraid that we would use it, so my neighbor's uncle gave us a chicken, and we wanted to stew it and send it to my parents, but ...... But...... Wow~~" Before the little girl finished speaking, she began to cry, tears crackled and fell, and the little boy sobbed.

Gongsun Murong got up and entered the house, and Nalasha hugged the two children over: "It's okay, it's okay, make chickens, we will cooperate with you to do it, and send it to Mom and Dad." ”

She didn't ask why the children didn't use the neighbor's natural gas, or that the parents of the two children might have finished eating.

After a while, Gongsun Murong came out and handed Nalasha two hot towels, and he took the green onion, ginger, garlic, and a small bowl of red juice in his own hand.

Sitting down again, Gongsun Murong poured the chicken and spices, including the juice, into the pot of popcorn, closed the lid, and shook it on the fire.

Narasa wiped her face and hands for the two children, and comforted: "Wait a while, and then you can eat the chicken with the taste of braised chicken nuggets and the texture of dry pot chicken." ”

The two little guys stopped crying anymore, and watched Gongsun Murong busy curiously.

Gongsun Murong looked at the pressure while shaking, and after six or seven minutes, he lifted the pot open, opened the mouth up, opened the exhaust valve, and began to spray steam from it.

After about a minute, the lid was unscrewed, and Nalasha took the pot, and pieces of red chicken pieces of different sizes were poured out, and the aroma was overflowing.

Gongsun Murong washed the pot, and Nalasha helped pack it: "Go and send it to your parents, the bones are already crispy." ”

The two babies held hands and jumped away.

Feather Mang Outside Headquarters.

"He's so damn idle. An old employee nodded vigorously.

"It turns out that the purpose of installing an exhaust valve is this? Another dawned on him.

"That means they didn't take our feathers' actions against them seriously at all. ”

"I need an exhaust valve, a belly full of air. ”

This chapter is a plus.,It's said that eleven plus more good boys.,Someone will vote for a monthly ticket.,Or vote for one and change two.。 (To be continued......)