The tired horse was gasping for breath, and its feet became weak and slipping. Working overnight took too much energy and it could not pull the heavy carriage.

The driver was driving and whipped his whip and the tips blew in the air, and he was reluctant to whip them down. The animals were more valuable than people and must be treated well.

The dwarf witch doctor ran to the carriage with short legs. He looked at the condition of the horse and shouted to the other side of the road, "Nar, this horse is almost out of reach."

"Damn it, you bastards should go to hell. Even animals should not be abused like this."

The thick female druid came over cursing. She used the magic technique to "please animals" to calm the horse, and quickly removed the bridle and harness of the horse's body and pulled it to the side of the road to rest.

"This kind of old carriage is not easy to use at all, and it consumes too much horsepower." Naer comforted the horse with a distressed heart and found food and water for it. "We want to replace all the new frames, which will take more and save effort."

"It is not easy to transform a carriage. It is said that the forging site in Harmony Village can only forge two qualified axles a day. However, Victor provides enough bearings."

Old Borg found someone to push the stopped carriage to the side of the road so that the subsequent carriage could continue to drive towards the "Rich and Strong Leader" outside the Hanfeng City. When the convoy passed by and the ground shook slightly, he stood aside and laughed.

"We made a profit this time, and it really made a profit. Victor, a genius, took a bunch of platinum coins to copy people's accumulated over the past century. I bet that bastard is definitely not kind, and the platinum coins he used to pay the bills are definitely not worth it."

The dwarf witch doctor danced and jumped and jumped happily.

Todd happened to pass by and scolded after hearing this, "Old Borg, how can you say that? Victor is our friend. You are an insult to 'badball'. Victor is obviously much worse than badball."

The orcs and dwarfs were laughing, and even Naer followed him. They were all old friends who followed Zhou Qingfeng in the Black Forest and witnessed the miracle of the bad boy's rise all the way.

"The new carriage is really good." Naar comforted the tired horse and exclaimed with satisfaction: "I have seen many horses that are exhausted in transportation, they are really pitiful. The bearings Victor brought with him are indeed a good thing."

Without high-strength steel and precise processing capabilities, bearings are nothing but magical for craftsmen in other worlds. Old-style carriages use bulky and huge wheels, which is far inferior to Arsey's improved bearing frame in use.

The latter is light and sturdy, and is not a product of its contemporary era at all.

"Victor has so many good things in his hands, otherwise he wouldn't have run to Hanfeng City to take advantage of it." Old Borg pointed to the road, "In the Voodoo Swamp, I can't imagine what it would be like to build a road for thousands of people."

There are about five kilometers from "Fuqiang Legion" to Hanfeng City. The five kilometers of roads are bumpy, and Fabro has never built them in the past. After Zhou Qingfeng became the lord, he immediately asked to rebuild this bad road.

‘If you want to be rich, build roads first.’

Hanfeng City is the largest city within dozens of kilometers around. Zhou Qingfeng needs the market and trade system here.

Two thousand refugees were organized to clean the five-kilometer road in pieces, filling in silt, draining, laying soil, and compacting. In the Hanfeng City, there were special construction craftsmen who were hired to plan and command.

Building a dirt road does not have much technical content. Instead, it makes it more difficult for two thousand people to eat and wear warmth. Zhou Qingfeng took the food and cloth from his long legs with his left hand and used it to attract couli with his right hand.

Old Borg also had to be responsible for the medical treatment of coolies, which was a huge benefit - the nobles of Hanfeng City would never do this. Not only did they not organize the poor in the territory to work, they would drive away or even plunder the population that entered the territory.

In contrast, Victor Hugo needed skilled workers who worked for many years. He cared about the life and death of the population in his territory, and was as brilliant as a saint.

The five kilometers outside the city are scattered wasteland without any trace of reclamation. On both sides of the road are wetlands with a large number of water or wild slopes covered with weeds with one person.

Such a large area of ​​land is full of dirt and lees, water snakes, mice and other organisms that spread diseases. They are theoretically owned by the long-legged family and have never been developed.

Old Borg pointed at both sides of the road.

"Victor said that there is no absolute power in Hanfeng City, and there will definitely be an inefficient parliamentary rule in the future.

There is currently a vacuum area outside the city, so it would be too wasteful if we don’t take it. He wanted to build roads here, burn wasteland and drain water, and reclaim thousands of acres of farmland."

If someone else comes, you will definitely think this is ridiculous. But a two thousand refugee road repair team can transform the five-kilometer road in at most one month, and no one dares to say that Zhou Qingfeng cannot transform more land.

"The long-legged family has been entrenched in Hanfeng City for hundreds of years, but has not completed this matter." Naer sighed, "If this place can be transformed, Fuqiang Ge will have tens of thousands of acres of land. Victor's power will become very powerful."

"Victor has always looked down on the nobles in the city." Todd stood on the side of the road with his arms in his arms and said disdainfully: "He often scolded the nobles in Hanfeng City as stupid as pigs, and said that this was an insult to pigs."

Old Borg continued to point to a river in the distance, "Victor said he would build dams along the river bank, build mills, sawmills, and irrigation water trucks. He also needed to use hydraulic power to repair the blower iron furnace and build a new forging site.

He wanted to use all the century-old accumulations of his long-legged family, spend them, and consume them. For thousands of people, farmland and buildings in his territory, he wanted to build roads, farmland, houses, clinics, schools, and build many things.

He wants the residents of this land to have a smile on their face, save money, and have surplus food at home. This idea is very big, really big. I have never heard of anyone considering such a grand career. If it is done, it is really exciting."

A new-style load-carriage drove past the road and stopped at the construction site. The wooden barrels pulled from the carriage contained freshly baked bread and broth. The aroma of food wafted out, arousing people's appetite from afar.

The refugees on the construction site stopped work in batches and lined up to collect food in front of the carriage. These refugees outside the city who were dying not long ago have now become laborers with certain training.

Hahaha... Old Borg pointed to the refugees and smiled, "Look, those guys who were whipped in the shelter camp at first sight. They all knew they had to follow the order."

With money, supplies, enough manpower, reliable management, and a proactive lord, a brilliant future is completely promising.

Zhou Qingfeng stood on the high city wall and wanted to use intense words to describe his mood at this moment. The long-legged family gave him a big gift. Regardless of whether the other party was happy or not, he was willing to use a large handful of platinum coins to express his gratitude.

The northern land is very poor, the cold wind city is even poorer, and the black forest is as poor as it is. However, in such a poor place, the nobles' property is unexpectedly rich.

"These local rich people are all damn miser. If they don't take out the flowers if they accumulate so much wealth, they deserve to die." Zhou Qingfeng was excited and cursed.

Hundreds of carriages were transported back and forth overnight, but they could not complete the property sold by the long-legged family. This was the result of leaving out all real estate, and Zhou Qingfeng could use consumable materials immediately.

"If these bastards can use half of their family property to win people's hearts, they can at least raise twice as many knights and wizards. Not only can they be easily disrupted by me, but they will not only end up in such a situation?"

The grain sold by Changle's family actually has old grains stored for more than five years. Because of the harsh storage conditions, the aged grains are moldy and spoiled, so they can only be used to feed livestock.

But in this way, the nobles of Hanfeng City had no intention of helping the poor. They even forgot what was there in their warehouse. So much so that they opened the dusty warehouse doors, and were filled with rats and cockroaches.

The gap between the nobles and the untouchables is too deep to cross. The nobles are like Pixiu, and even if the things they get are broken or rotten, they will not take them out and give them a little.

The core personnel and property of the Long Legs family left Hanfeng City. The "rebellion" including Old Arad stared at them with great caution. Both sides were very cautious and could turn against each other at any time.

The tide blew from outside the city wall, shattering the messy and floating soil scattered on the ground, turning the wizard's robes and the knight's armor. The confrontational sides looked cold and moved slowly.

The old long-legged body was placed in a separate carriage and he was sent back to the family cemetery for burial. Pheles rode a horse and followed his father's body, turning his head to look towards the city wall.

Even though it was a distance of about a hundred meters, the two sides up and down the city wall still saw each other's faces clearly. The father's last words echoed in Pheles' mind...
Chapter completed!