Seven Kills God Emperor

Chapter 485 Ji Wushuang

"Young master, the sales volume of golden rice increases several times every month, and the monthly golden rice for Yang Buming is 30 catties per month.

In this way, our golden rice costs about one million catties on average every month, and the income can reach [-] million high-grade yuan stones, which is almost the sum of the other income of the Chen Chamber of Commerce. "

The financial report calculated by Fatty Zhu was reported to Chen Xu, and the income of [-] million top-grade primordial stones was still estimated conservatively.

Once the sales volume of golden rice increases, the price will start to fluctuate upwards. At that time, the income from golden rice alone will be able to support all the expenses of the entire Chen Chamber of Commerce.

Chen Xu nodded, his eyes gleaming brightly. In the past few months, the Chen Clan Chamber of Commerce has begun to gain a firm foothold in the Eastern Capital. The next step is to make the Chen Clan Chamber of Commerce famous and further stabilize his Chen clan status.

Chen Xu did this because he knew that in Tianzhou, a region dominated by clans, clans are the mainstream in Tianzhou, and the rules of the game must be based on clans.

Ziyun League cannot change this point, those first-class sects cannot change it, even the Jiudu Dynasty cannot change it. To join the world as the Chen family, it must be vigorous, and let the world know that the Chen family is a powerful clan with a long history.

The more this is the case, the safer the Chen family is. Even if Ziyunmeng got the news of him, so what, does he dare to come and mobilize the crowd to destroy him?

Of course not, because just one hat of slaughtering the clan at will is enough to make Ziyunmeng drink a pot, not to mention that there is a master of the Eastern Capital making his own shield.

Unless the Ziyun League is crazy and risking nothing in the world to destroy their Chen family, then it’s okay for them to destroy them. If they can’t be destroyed, the reputation of the Ziyun League will fall to the bottom. I believe that some people will want to destroy them. Ziyunmeng dismounted.

If Chen Xu were the leader of the Ziyun League, he would never take such a risk, but if he couldn't do it positively, they could only play tricks, but that was not what Chen Xu wanted.

"Son!"

At this time, Fatty Zhu raised his head and said to Chen Xu: "Golden rice is an ancient treasure after all, and it has been rumored that it was eaten by nobles in ancient times. It may cause a lot of trouble if we sell it like this.

Besides, if the golden rice is given to those outsiders, there is no guarantee that their strength will increase greatly after eating the golden rice. If a few geniuses are born in the family, and they will turn their heads to deal with us at that time, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss? "

Fatty Zhu's question has been asked by people since Chen Xu decided to sell golden rice. Such questions are not just asked by Fatty Zhu.

Jiu Ligu, including his grandfather and the third elder, all came to inquire, but Chen Xu didn't explain too much, and this time Fatty Zhu's inquiry probably was also ordered by them.

After all, among the many people who followed Chen Xu, Fatty Zhu had won Chen Xu's trust, and even had a lot of prestige among the witch clan.

"Who asked you to ask this question?"

Chen Xu glanced at Fatty Zhu, even though it was just a glance, it made Fatty Zhu feel cold all over his body, and cold sweat fell down his forehead involuntarily.

"A few elders, and two old gentlemen from the Chen family."

As expected, Chen Xu didn't intend to blame Fatty Zhu, so he nodded, stood up and led Fatty Zhu to the balcony, looking down at Wucheng.

Looking around, the huge Wucheng is like a fairyland on earth, and the twelve ancestral witch statues under the towering waterfall in the distance are like Wucheng, the eternal guardian of the gods.

The rich aura is condensed into spring water for people to drink. Even a random piece of ancient wood is a rare treasure, not to mention those watery and clear fruits. The pill should be rich.

Chen Xu looked at the wonderful scene in front of him, and asked Fatty Zhu, "How do you think the Wu Clan is now compared to ten years ago?"

"Ten years ago, this place was like a wild land. It was you who conquered the barbarian wolves and subdued the tribes, unified the [-] mountains and established this city like a fairyland in the kingdom of God. It passed down the way for the Wu people and planted gold for them rice."

Fatty Zhu counted Chen Xu's dedication to the Wu Clan one by one, but Chen Xu continued to ask; "You didn't say the essence, what I asked was about the strength of the Wu Clan ten years ago, compared with what it is now. How much has changed?"

"The difference between cloud and mud is just that the reason is difficult to calculate. At this time, any warrior of the Wu Clan can slaughter many Wu Clans ten years ago."

Hearing this, Chen Xu finally showed a smile on his face and said, "That's right, the Wu Clan ten years ago was like a barbarian barbarian, and today's Wu Clan is a powerful enough to dominate one side if thrown out at random, so what about the Wu Clan ten years from now?"

Fatty Zhu couldn't help being shocked. Yes, the Wu Clan has progressed so fast these years, so fast that people have forgotten how far they are from ten years ago. I dare not imagine that in another ten years, the Wu Clan will What a prosperity. "

Seeing Zhu Fatty pondering, Chen Xu said softly: "What is golden rice? It was what the nobles ate in ancient times. You don't know what Yazi said. In ancient times, it should be used to feed mules."

"It's a unicorn, a flying dragon, not a mule!"

Yazi corrected it in Chen Xu's sea of ​​knowledge, but Chen Xu ignored it and continued: "Golden rice is just a person who can only improve some weak constitutions.

It doesn't have much effect on the strong. If those clans have a few more talented wizards, it will be more than ten years later. At that time, the Wu clan is a giant, so what kind of grasshoppers are they? "

Chen Xu's face is full of confidence. The golden rice is just a stepping stone to pave the way for the Chen family. He wants more and more, because the Wu people want to formally get out of this world, like walking casually under the sun in the prehistoric times. , what is lacking is also too much.

If you are still obsessed with the little benefits brought by mere golden rice, you are short-sighted. How could Chen Xu make such a mistake.

"Those who make big things don't care about small things, fat man, do you understand me when I say that?"

Fatty Zhu looked excited. After hearing Chen Xu's allusions, he immediately realized that he was too short-sighted. What his son wanted was not an overlord in a corner, not a clan that had been passed down for generations, but to control the world and let the Chen and Wu clans The idea of ​​dominating the world.

In comparison, what is golden rice?

"Fatty, how much have you practiced with the acupoint map I gave you last time?" At this time, Chen Xu asked Fatty Zhu, and when he heard Chen Xu's question, Fatty Zhu immediately showed a smug expression on his face.

"My lord, I have already completed half of the 380 acupoints, and I should be able to complete all of them in a few months."

Speaking of this, Fatty Zhu suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly cupped his hands to Chen Xu and said, "Young Master loves you, Fatty understands in his heart."

It turned out that when Fatty Zhu passed by a square in Wucheng not long ago, he found that the 380 acupoint maps burned on the square were completely different from the ones he practiced.

Fatty Zhu is so smart. When he thought about it, he knew that Chen Xu was giving him a little trouble in disguise. He couldn't help but be moved. Therefore, he has been practicing in seclusion during this period, trying to repay Chen Xu's kindness as soon as possible.

"Several months are too slow. You should go to the Wushen Realm to practice and try to open up all the acupoints. As for the affairs of Wucheng, I will leave it to others for the time being."

Chen Xu knew that Fatty Zhu had to manage a lot of things besides cultivation every day, so it was inevitable that his speed would be much slower. Nowadays, it is not easy to enter the world of witches and gods.

Unless Chen Xu is a person with a deep foundation, he will not let him go in and practice at will, otherwise he will be wasting his life. Even Chen Xu rarely enters the world of witch gods now.

On the contrary, Chen Tianning has been in the world of witches and gods for several years, and he is still cultivating in seclusion, and he doesn't know when he plans to come out.

This girl Nie Zixin was even more amazing. She just said that she had been hiding in the Wushen Realm when she said the last sentence of comprehending the Tao.

This woman, what do you do when you are in a good mood, and when you are in a bad mood, you can reason with her and talk about ideals.

Fatty Zhu also knew that although his cultivation speed was fast, he was still procrastinating, so Chen Xu proposed to let him enter the Witch God Realm. Fatty Zhu immediately sent someone to give instructions, and after explaining some recent projects in Wucheng and Chen's Chamber of Commerce, He was immediately sent to the Witch God Realm by Chen Xu.

The land of the West Pole, Zihai Yunchuan.

You can see thousands of miles of purple sea rushing by, like a torrential river, and a Zongting built on Yunchuan stands in it. If you look down from a high place, you can see that these buildings are full of people. There is a mystery.

It's like a huge Tao character, standing in the purple sea, this place is another high-level residence of the Ziyun League, the Taoist Palace of Subduing Demons.

Now that the Tianyao Road is closed, many masters in the Ziyun League have begun to return, and the three-party war finally has a moment of respite.

Be it the Yaozu or the Ziyun League, even the Zheng family would take this opportunity to recuperate, but right now the Ziyun League is filled with a murderous spirit.

"Holding an artifact in his hand, his strength is still so tyrannical. Are you sure that this person is only from a small place like Zhongzhou?"

At this time, in the central hall of Fumo Palace, Ji Wushuang, the current leader of the Purple Cloud League, asked sharply.

The three elders and the second one were angrily reprimanded by Ji Wushuang, and sweat dripped down their foreheads. Among the lords of all dynasties, Ji Wushuang was an unprecedented genius. He was accepted as a closed disciple by the previous suzerain Ji Shang at the age of 15.

Relying on the body of Shura, his cultivation has been advancing all the way. At the age of 48, he was known as the fighting general on Tianyao Road. At the age of 64, he became the young master of the Ziyun League. The position was passed on to Ji Wushuang.

Although he is 180 years old, but at this age he has become one of the three major forces on the Tianyao Road, and even the overlord of the Kyushu. Ji Wushuang is enough to make people of his generation sigh, and make those seniors ashamed and back down.

(End of this chapter)