The protagonist robbed my fiancée, and I stole his house.

Chapter 276 The wisdom of little people!

Another three months passed in a flash.

As groups of people moved to the new world, the originally noisy Cuiping Lake gradually became quiet.

Shengjing City was also affected. The people of Nancheng, who were originally waiting and watching, saw so many people going to the New World to make a fortune every day. They couldn't help but hesitate a little in their originally firm thoughts, and finally joined the transfer team.

The people from Nancheng left, and there was an immediate problem with the operation of Shengjing City.

There was no one to clean the streets in the city, the night fragrance of the wealthy families could not be poured out, and some noble families even had no one to provide rice and vegetables for their next meal.

For a time, there was endless abuse in the streets and alleys.

What Zhao Yi found most ironic was that when the dignitaries encountered the inconveniences of life, their first reaction was not to realize how important the people at the bottom of Nancheng were, but to be angry that they were lazy and could not satisfy their desires in time.

Soon, countless minions of eagles and dogs came out of the wealthy compound and headed toward the south city in a menacing manner, ready to teach those lazy and slippery people a lesson.

However, when they arrived in Nancheng, they were shocked to find that almost all the labor and hard labor were gone, and there were only a group of gang members fighting over things.

"stop!"

An old man wearing brocade and looking like a housekeeper stood up.

When the others saw that the old man had come forward, they all fell silent, apparently recognizing his identity and recognizing his qualifications to speak out on behalf of everyone.

"I am the general manager of Zuoxiang's Mansion."

The old man frowned, looking at the mess of gang members in front of him, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

But now is not the time to deal with these people.

Due to the delay in the delivery of these clay legs in Nancheng, the Xishan Lingquan specially used for making tea by Mr. Zuo Xiang has been sold out.

Mr. Zuo Xiang took a rest today and was going to make a cup of spiritual tea to refresh himself as usual, but when he found that there was no spiritual spring, he became furious and scolded him, the manager, bloody.

The manager was holding back his anger and was waiting to find the cement delivery guys and give them a lesson, but he couldn't find them.

It was like punching cotton with all my strength, and I was so suffocated that I almost vomited blood.

The manager stared at one of the gang leaders and said sullenly: "I ask you, where have all those mud-legged guys gone?"

These gangs in Shengjing City may not be good at other abilities, but their vision is very online.

These people know who they can and cannot provoke!

Although the tone of the manager was harsh, the gang leader who was stopped did not show any sullen expression on his face. Instead, he seemed to be flattered and said flatteringly: "Reply to the master, those mud-legged people are gone!"

The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door.

Although the general manager is submissive in front of his own left minister, he is also the number one person outside.

Being accustomed to being flattered by others, the manager was not confused by the "Master" spoken by the gang leader. Instead, he immediately grasped the key point of what he said.

"gone?"

The manager was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting this result, and subconsciously asked: "Where did those mud legs go?"

When the gang leader heard this, he curled his lips in disdain and said: "Where else can we go? Go to the New World to farm for the emperor! Those idiots are all fools. What's so good about farming? Can they stay in Shengjing City and live happily? But they leave It doesn’t matter, the wealth they saved is ours.”

The manager ignored the gang leader's chatter.

At this time, there was only one thought left in his mind.

Oops!

If those mud-legged ones run away, what will happen to the spiritual spring where Mr. Zuo Xiang makes tea?

Not just spiritual springs.

The rice, noodles, vegetables and meat of Zuoxiangfu used to be supplied by these mud legs. Those mud-legged people ran away and farmed the land for the emperor. What would happen to the hundreds of people in Zuo Xiang's mansion who had food to eat?

It wasn't just the manager of Zuo Xiang's Mansion who was nervous and frightened. Everyone else panicked when they heard Nancheng's muddy legs running away.

"Damn it, how dare those mud-legged people?"

"My husband is still waiting to eat guinea fowl. What should we do now that we have no more chickens?"

"My lady wants to eat rice pudding. I went to the market early in the morning to buy it, but no one was opening the market. If you have more at home, can you share some for me?"

"Your lady still eats eight-treasure rice, but my family doesn't even have any rice to cook at noon!"

"Don't you usually have rice and noodles at home? I have everything at home. I just came to see what happened."

"Well, I'm used to those clay-legged guys delivering fresh food every day, so I didn't make any preparations to save food. Who knew those clay-legged guys suddenly ran away! Brother, Jianghu is in an emergency, can you share some food with my family, my master? It’s the Minister of Household Affairs!”

"What's so great about the Minister of Household Affairs? My master is also the Minister of Rites! Brother, please give me some food. My master owes you a favor, okay?"

"My master is the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs."

"My husband is the Minister of Industry."

"My lord is."

The gangster leader looked at the rich and noble people who were arguing and almost fighting, and his expression suddenly became very exciting.

A gangster next to him lowered his voice and asked, "Boss, what's wrong with those people?"

The gangster leader blinked and said thoughtfully: "Those people probably have nothing to eat."

Hearing this, the gangster's eyes lit up: "Boss, our gang has a lot of food and drink. Since they have nothing to eat, how about selling it to them at a high price?"

Hearing this, the gangster leader's face suddenly showed a hint of emotion.

But he soon regained his composure.

There is no fool who can become a gang leader in Shengjing City, otherwise he would have been killed long ago.

The gangster leader looked at the nobles who were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, and suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

This sense of crisis does not come from the people in front of you, but from instinct.

What will those dignitaries do if they don’t have anything to eat? Will you rob them?

Even if they don't know how to rob, those mud-legged people have gone to the New World to farm for the emperor. Without a stable food supply, how long can the gang eat? What should they do after eating?

Thinking of this, the gangster leader waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Let's go back and pack our things!"

The gangster on the side was stunned for a moment, looking at the houses in the distance that had not yet been robbed, and suddenly said anxiously: "Boss, we still have a lot of areas that have not been plundered. If we leave, it will be easier for the people of the Ergou Gang."

The gangster leader kept walking and waved his hands without looking back: "Since they want it, let's give it to them! I'm just afraid that they will take it for their lives, but they won't be able to spend their lives!"

The little gangsters couldn't defeat their boss, so they could only follow behind reluctantly.

Another gangster asked: "Boss, what are you packing for?"

"Go to the New World and farm for the emperor!"

The gangster leader stopped and looked at the mess of nobles, with a look of superior IQ and wisdom on his face.

“Not being able to eat is only temporary.”

"Those fools don't know what the real crisis is that they're facing!"

"By the time they react, their death will not be far away!"

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