Well concrete two small eyes flashed a sly light "but our caravan gold town suffered heavy losses for the time being … ahem, we can’t leave gold town …"
As soon as the well concrete knew that Zhuang was not far away, it killed Taojin Town, and the palm of his hand took control of Taojin Town. He felt that Zhuang was really a cruel man, and he himself was doomed. The caravan he had run all his life would be taken away by Zhuang, and he was scared to death.
But after seeing Zhuang not far away, he felt that Zhuang not far away was really a kind person and naturally had his own career.
"Oh …" Zhuang squinted slightly. "What do you want?"
I’m a little unhappy when I see Zhuang not far away, and I regret that I’m too bold. After all, people are killing me now.
Besides, he really didn’t think about what he wanted at the moment.
Not far from Zhuang, I haven’t thought about it yet, but Hu Liuwa tugged at his father’s sleeve and bowed his head. Hu Liuwa whispered a few words in Hu Laosi’s ear, and Hu Liuwa nodded repeatedly.
Looking at this "village hope" Hu Laosi in his home and seeing Zhuang not far away, he felt a little abrupt, but he still summoned up his courage and asked, "Do you want to invest?"
"investment?" Well concrete is stunned. "Who invests?"
"I" Hu Laosi way
When Jing Tong walked out of Taojin Town Self-help Association, he felt that he had really met the most ridiculous thing in his life.
A farmer who used to be his slave has now become a big shot, and … he still has money to invest in his caravan?
Although the well concrete suffered heavy losses this time, his assets are something that most people can look up to.
In his caravan, there are several kinds of means of transportation, and there are dozens of them, and there are many means of transportation that are bigger than war dogs.
And most of the slaves in his caravan who were responsible for carrying and doing heavy work were farmers.
Which one is not passive? Nuo Nuo is so cautious that he can’t even look up at him. The biggest goal of a generation is to restore his freedom or be sold a kind master
But this Hu Laosi has the money to invest in his caravan?
His loss this time can not be solved with a little money.
This guy … Is there a Qian Qian or not?
This visit to Taojin Town made him feel that everything he saw was subversive.
Because there are still many farmers like Hu Laosi.
Do these farmers who are confident enough to walk and dare to hold their heads high in the main road really know farmers?
When did the farmer turn over and be the master?
I returned to the caravan with Hu Laosi. Don’t be so wonderful.
A farmer wants to be their boss and invest in them?
Are you kidding?
"Well old or we …" A caravan member’s eyes flashed yoshimitsu. "Stunned the farmer and put him in the cabin, maybe he could get a good price …"
Now hurry to find a way to stop the loss. Well, it won’t take a fool to believe a farmer.
"Alas alas don’t!" Well concrete doesn’t want to die
Hu Laosi doesn’t care about these people’s eyes and body. He has long been used to being discriminated against.
He looked at the caravan in front of him with all kinds of doubts and malicious eyes.
I can see that it’s not good to live an old life.