This group of players is more cunning than cunning

Ning Zheng felt greatly in her heart, being a village owner is not easy!

Fortunately, Jiucairong is reliable.

Against all odds, he rejected all the messy ancestor worship suggestions made by the members of the Villa's Board of Directors.

If he hadn't worked so hard to manage the villa, I don't know what the entire villa would have become.

Especially you, Su Yuniang!

People are smart, but you are also the most unreliable.

With such a big food safety problem, you want to cut corners while the old manager of the villa is away, just to save those chickens and ducks?

Just when Ning Zheng wanted to continue praising Liucairong.

Lian Cairong thought for a moment and then spoke, ambiguously:

"In order to save money, let's not mention the issue of gutter meat and stinky tofu to worship our ancestors."

He paused and glanced sharply around him, "I think we should make this magic weapon first. If we can't make it before tomorrow, then it's all in vain."

Su Yuniang suddenly looked solemn, "This is under the control of my team of enchanters. I will take the three Ganoderma lucidum plants and lead them to bloom three flowers!"

Daojiujiu exhaled, "If she can succeed, I will lead the blacksmith team to forge iron and try to get it out before tomorrow."

The God of Cookery also began to express his position and said seriously:

"If Knife Jiujiu can succeed, I will lead a team of chefs, hanging on a steel rope, to the bottom of the dormitory... to cultivate, plant, and test the properties of the ingredients."

"After all, gutter meat should be similar to gutter oil... I am best at using heavy oil and heavy ingredients to cover up the odor of the ingredients."

He added:

"Yeah, but I personally don't think there is any peculiar smell. It's like many rural areas still use farmyard manure, and I haven't seen the smell of green vegetables. On the contrary, it is more natural and delicious. I suggest everyone not to boycott it and treat food rationally. .”

Everyone immediately started discussing how to make the meat field weapon.

Ning Zheng sat in the courtyard under the villa with an expressionless face: So, what are you doing, Liaicairong?

At this time, there were also a bunch of people watching from the audience's perspective.

"I'm laughing so hard, they are such a group of shady businessmen! They are so aggressive in cutting corners, how come each one of them suddenly turned into a relay operation to save the ducks!"

"I'm heartbroken, pity my ancestor."

"Ancestor: This meat is so delicious! My thoughts about this meat are like taking laxatives, one after another."

"Ooooooo, old steward, come out quickly and take care of them."

"But thumbs up for this septic tank. They actually thought of this technology and completely solved the problem of going to the toilet. Meatian, this is a real toilet (funny)"

...

Ning Zheng watched them going crazy and silently turned off the entire viewing angle.

I sighed to myself that it was a good thing that I was watching.

If nothing else, they did have another accident.

Sitting in the courtyard on a rocking chair, he listened to the sound of the trees swaying in the wind, looked at the mountains in the distance, and began to silently ponder the consequences of this matter.

Even if Liaicai Rong lets go, he will not allow such wickedness...

At least not in the short term.

This is no joke.

He wanted to test the remains of his ancestors and the status of the three tombs outside the village.

Naturally, all aspects must be properly prepared, and there must be no flaws.

Otherwise, if everyone in the villa is revealed to be not his biological son, then the village will be destroyed and everyone will die.

They cheated because they didn't know the inside story and the truth. They didn't know that the owner of the villa had long since become a fake, but Ning Zheng couldn't afford to cheat.

That’s why we need supervision.

Of course, their thought of saving money for the village owner is worthy of praise!

If there are no problems after worshiping a few times, Ning Zheng doesn't think it's impossible to slowly change the ingredients.

After all, they are not really their ancestors.

It’s good to have something to eat.

The main one is perfunctory, and he has no intention of pitying the other party.

...

...

noon.

The whole villa was immersed in surprise.

Many blacksmiths who want to participate in ancestor worship activities are taking advantage of today to make a wave of three flowers, preparing to transfer to the adult clan after death and have the possibility of ancestor worship.

But they are all strapped for cash.

Many people have not repaid their previous 20 French currency loans, and now they have to borrow money again, with interest compounded.

Let them love and hate Lee Cairong.

As for the 50 magic coins that increase the probability of embers appearing?

They can't afford the loan.

This resulted in the current Embers still only having Yan Di, Su Yu Niang, and the Medical Fairy.

Just when everyone is preparing to plant spiritual roots again and bloom a wave of three flowers.

Su Yuniang came out with force:

"Family members, please stop repairing miscellaneous spiritual roots from pirated games! I have a free genuine low-grade spiritual root, which costs a full 100 mana, and will be given to you enchanters who have opened three flowers for free."

When everyone heard this, they immediately felt that this woman was vicious.

Free low-grade spiritual roots?

I don’t even want to post it!

They already have the sense of image.

In the dormitory, while using the toilet, the blacksmiths pointed to the bottom of the meat field countless meters deep:

"Isn't that the meat field built by XXX? He ate quite a lot today. He has a really good appetite."

This is simply a social death in the villa.

For players, they are not afraid of death by forging magic weapons, but they are afraid of death by society.

In the future, when I see the self-purifying instrument for septic tanks, I will think of someone.

Su Yuniang was a little regretful that no one was fooled, so she raised the stakes again:

"Get 100 dharma money for low-grade spiritual roots for free, and then sponsor 30, no, 50 dharma money. What are you waiting for?"

Some people were tempted, but still refused decisively.

Although this money is good, they don't want to die in society. If they work hard for a month, they can get fifty money, but death in society is a lifetime thing.

Su Yuniang suddenly had a headache.

I never expected that the first step of the meat Ganoderma would get stuck?

But she was smart after all. She counted the number of people who were preparing to draw three flowers to win the human race, "How about drawing lots, 25 people, and one lucky person will be randomly selected."

"As long as you participate in the lottery, everyone will be rewarded with 5 French coins. Don't you believe in your own European spirit? The probability of winning is not high. As long as you participate in the draw, you will get 5 French coins for free."

Su Yuniang was like the reincarnation of a succubus, tempting her:

"At the same time, friends who won the lottery, don't be afraid, because if you win, no one will know that you won."

"We blinded you and threw you in a house. Everyone blindly got random spiritual roots and bloomed three flowers immediately."

"The viewing angle will also be blind. After that, everyone committed suicide on the spot, jumped into the incinerator to destroy the corpses, and then let the blacksmith team enter. No one knows who among you won the big prize, and you don't even know that you won. Yes, it has been beaten into a magic weapon."

Everyone started to get excited.

Damn it.

This cunning woman is truly a devil.

Five French coins.

No one believes that they are African chieftains. Even if they are tricked, no one knows that they are the victims.

"I did it."

"This European Emperor applies to fight."

"It's all about excitement."

...

A group of people signed up enthusiastically.

As a result, very difficult things were solved easily.

The other blacksmiths who were watching sighed that Su Yuniang, a bitch, did have two brushes.

This batch of enchanters who planted three flowers in a blind box began.

At dusk, magic weapons began to be produced. A corpse created three magic swords that grew flesh and blood. They could grow flesh and blood by sucking flesh and blood and various nutrients.

All I can say is that this sword is useless in combat.

The God of Cookery didn't expect these people to be so fast and efficient in their actions. They were worthy of being experts in time-limited tasks in various professions, so he bit the bullet and started planting meat fields.

This meat field is not a five-body cycle.

There is only one body.

Because it cannot be regenerated in cycles, I am afraid it will be exhausted in less than half a month.

But no one cares about this.

Everyone's original intention was to accumulate experience and get one out first to see what happens.

Later, after a person has cultivated to the five-body cycle, he can then make it into a real meat field instrument, which can be used as a cleaning filter for a relatively long time.

The God of Cookery was a little scared:

"It's easier than expected. You don't have to go to the meat field yourself. You can just attach a chain and throw it into the nutrient pool. I hope something good will grow tomorrow."

He admitted that he had bragged a little too loudly before.

I used to blow loudly, but now I am so timid. Who would really want to be a shit shoveler? It’s scary just thinking about it.

"Medical Fairy, your eyes are dazzled. Keep an eye on me in the middle of the night to see what happens tomorrow."

By the time they finished everything, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Jiucairong and others had been busy all day and went offline to prepare for tomorrow's grand ancestor worship.

...

Early next morning.

Ning Zheng got up very early, and today's villa officially celebrates the New Year.

Although it is a few days later than outside this year.

He climbed up the mountain slowly and leisurely, and from a distance he saw the villa decorated with lights and colorful decorations, beaming with joy.

A group of people rushed to light firecrackers and held up banners.

Some people used homemade glue to glue couplets together, while others used a simple lion-headed lion dance to build a stake and dance up and down, practicing constantly.

Today's process is simple.

I set off firecrackers on the villa to celebrate, prepare the team, and go to worship the ancestors in a lively manner.

Arriving at the entrance of the villa, Ning Zheng saw someone writing couplets in front of the notice board at the door, and two rows of words with flying dragons and phoenixes on both sides of the villa:

[The candle extinguishes the embers, but the burning soul and soul are still burning with ambition]

[Fate casts the furnace, swords, guns, swords and halberds continue to open]

"It's so cool. Let's repair the door. The solemn and epic feeling of ancient prehistoric architecture will suddenly appear. It's a pity that the merchant lady can't see it."

"Hey, the merchant sister will come back to buy the blind boxes in a while, don't worry."

Crackling.

The firecrackers rang again, and the fire was shining.

Ning Zheng also began to speak under the gaze of everyone:

"Today is the Chinese New Year, and it is also the first Chinese New Year for all the blacksmiths who have signed ten-year long-term labor contracts here in the villa in ten years."

"I hope everyone will treat the Villa as their own home and work together to make the Villa better and make it the No. 1 Villa famous in the world."

After that, Ning Zheng lit the firecrackers hung at the entrance of the villa and lit the fireworks.

The blacksmiths below also began to applaud enthusiastically.