The King of Quick Transmigration took the wrong cannon fodder script!

The day when the Bajau people happily moved into their new home was when the young men from the Haidayak tribe returned from trading with the southern city-states.

The gathering of relatives is particularly cordial.

The leader of the Haidayak tribe, who was most concerned about the results of this trade, couldn't wait to ask: "I'm back. Is the journey going well?"

His eldest son, the person in charge of this trade, laughed loudly:

"Dad, it went well, everything went very well, we arrived at the nearest Panchal city-states, and they were all full of praise for what we brought!

The watch and the magic medicine that makes children get roundworms are so popular! There is also a city-state that has given a large deposit and hopes to bring more next time. "

"Hahaha, bring more next time, bring more next time! Tell me, what good things have you brought back?"

"Dad, Xianju City has basically everything that the Banchar people have. Compared with their rice, the rice in Xianju City is more delicious and more cost-effective to buy in centimeters. So I took the initiative and exchanged everything for gold coins. .”

A gold coin with a gold content of 98%, even if it is not cast neatly, still weighs about ten grams.

The goods they wholesaled from Xianju City before leaving, which were only worth 250,000 centimeters, were actually exchanged for 2,500 gold coins!

The two thousand five hundred gold coins were resold at the acquisition center for two and a half million centimeters.

A journey of one and a half months would result in a tenfold trade difference!

It's nothing compared to the little profit the Bajau people can get in exchange for seafood.

The most important thing is that there are six or seven city-states built by the Banchar people in the south of the island, and there are many idle tribes with more than a thousand people.

They only need to make four or five trips to the south a year to bring more goods, so their life should not be too easy.

The mood of all the Haidayak tribe is at an all-time high, and they are no longer jealous that the Bajau people will move into the cabin on the sea!

They all believe that their tribe has the wealth code leading to Xianju City, and they will soon trample the Ludayak tribe under their feet.

Crush them with strength!

Who knew that the men from the Ludayak tribe who came to pick up their children for summer vacation did not come empty-handed.

Their tribe had only done two things in the past six months.

One is to hollow out all the large and small swallow holes within a hundred miles around the residence.

Bird's nest lamps can be packed into a sack, and a cart can carry more than a dozen sacks.

Just look at the bird's nest sacks that were transported to Xianju City on more than 50 carts. Is it visually shocking enough?

Another thing is to dig up a lot of flowers and plants.

The flowers are in full bloom during the rainy season, making them easier to find for those with a keen sense of smell.

After all were sold, the wealth of the Ludayak tribe soared to the top of the list within a hundred miles.

Tens of millions of village coins were transferred to the leader's common ring.

The leader couldn't read Arabic numerals, so he had to ask his granddaughter, who had attended a girls' school for one semester, to help him read them.

The six-year-old kid was very clever. He counted zeros one by one, counted the unit values ​​on his fingers, and finally nodded sharply to his grandpa.

"Grandpa, thirteen million, that's a lot!"

The leader of the Ludayak tribe was overwhelmed by this huge wealth.

Although they wanted to embrace the goddess' golden thigh, they would not be happy if they were asked to move and buy a house near Xianju City.

I still feel more accustomed to living in a longhouse.

I want to spend some money. I haven’t used up the linen and soap I bought last time. Every man has a watch, and he doesn’t know what to buy.

The leader thought about it again and again, and finally went to the medical clinic to ask the goddess for advice.

Mrs. You really has some small suggestions:

"I have seen the valley where your tribe grows rice. I wonder if the leader is willing to spend some centimeters to cultivate more rice fields?"

The leader nodded excitedly: "Yes, yes!"

Hunting and farming are the basis of their tribe's survival. The Ludayak tribe is currently the only tribe that does not buy food from Xianju City.

The virgin forest in the northeast of the island blocks out the sun most of the time, and there is very little arable land suitable for growing rice.

It is imperative to cultivate a food base for Xianju City.

"As for where to choose the farmland for rice cultivation, the gods will have to open their eyes to know. Then I will ask the divine bird to bring a message to the uncle."

"Okay, okay, okay!" The leader of the Ludayak tribe responded repeatedly. For him, this surprise was more exciting than winning tens of millions of centimeters.

After they finished purchasing supplies and led the children back to the tribe, Mrs. You got busy behind the scenes.

After using an aircraft to inspect this primeval forest for a long time, she made up her mind.

She wants to use Global Village’s excavation robot to dig out tens of thousands of acres of terraced fields.

Most of the year here is the rainy season. As long as the water storage project is done well, there is no problem in releasing water to grow rice during the dry season.

With some technological means, we are not afraid of poor soil.

Whatever comes to mind, we leave the soil sampling and site selection for the terraces to W Group’s intelligent machine engineers.

Mrs. You finally realized the joy of eleventh-level civilized farmers.

As long as you have village currency, farming is a fairly easy task.

A family can easily cultivate thousands of acres of fertile farmland.

Not to mention the three thousand kilograms of bird's nest inventory sent by the Ludayak tribe, with the tens of billions in her grocery store, she is fully capable of being wealthy.

On an island covered by virgin forest, it is still somewhat difficult to find suitable terraces in the mountains in the center of the island.

The hard work paid off, and it took half a month to get some results.

Among the mountains in the northeast of the entire island, the one with the brightest lighting is more than 2,000 meters above sea level.

If you want to reclaim wasteland and create terraced fields capable of producing food for tens of thousands of people, logging is the first step.

Considering the huge forest area on this island, she is not afraid of mudslides caused by over-logging.

It's because these mountains are mostly covered with miscellaneous trees, which are not suitable for shipbuilding and wooden utensils.

But it would be a pity to only use it as firewood.

Finally, Mrs. You decided to build her own paper mill.

Level 11 civilization does not use paper, and the quality of paper in the 1960s was very average.

The straw paper is still the wrinkled and pink kind.

Flexibility and comfort are out of the question.

The main reason is that in the department stores and supermarkets in Xianju City, the consumption of toilet paper is huge.

Anyone who has used these pink straw papers will never use a stick or anything else to wipe their butts again.

As a result, every time she went to Shanghai, she had to bring back a lot of toilet paper.

A paper mill is no different than an oil pressing mill. The production line used is much larger. There are also issues such as sewage treatment generated during the production process, which involves a large project.

Madam You, a troublemaker, has never been afraid of trouble since she entered the workplace. Her consistent principle of doing things is: solve problems when they arise.