Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

Old Black Snake cares more about the development of this country than the upper-class nobles. In his eyes, there is no difference between nobles and ordinary people. The only difference is whether these two tools are easy to use.

"Forget it, just write it back. I'm not selling it anyway!"

In the past, we did need a large number of orders due to lack of money, but in the future, our own fertilizers and high-yield seeds will be in great demand.

This is not a so-called high-end luxury product, but a good thing that is truly beneficial to the country's development.

Other countries have relied on these two things to strengthen their national strength. How could Ursus, as a war machine, not be tempted?

However, Huangcao did not want to reach out so far so quickly. If he opened the dungeon too quickly, he might not be able to control himself and cause the entire line to collapse.

History has taught him never to fight on multiple fronts, but to tackle them one by one.

"Dear Mr. Kosice..."

"..."

"In summary, the current production of Eden's high-yield seeds is insufficient to supply your country. Please wait a few years."

Huang Cao casually wrote a few hundred words to finish the content of the letter. Anyway, this old black snake was far away in Ursus and it was impossible for him to come here in person to discuss business with him.

should……

Although this snake can go abroad, there is no need for it to go so far.

As for the other letter, it was undoubtedly from the official Da Yan government. Huang Cao planned to make arrangements in this country first.

Let's put Ursus aside for now. Fighting on multiple fronts will easily confuse your mind.

"This letter is too official, and the handwriting is clearly that of Shu. It's really hard for her."

In fact, this is true. In order to write this letter, Shu used his home meals to entertain dozens of people.

Because the people from the imperial court came here, on the one hand to strengthen the management of Dahuang City, and on the other hand to visit their own home.

At least the people from Simuitai came in the name of being guests, and since they were guests, the very polite Shu naturally had to treat them well.

As a result, this reception lasted for a whole month.

All the rice in Shu's house was eaten up by these people, and he was constantly being pointed at and criticized while writing this letter. He was really angry.

Huang Cao never replied to Zhenlong's letters, but he would reply to Shu's letters every now and then.

So Zhenlong took a different approach and decided to convey the news of cooperation to Huangcao through Shu's letter.

But this is very hard for Shu, who is treated as a middleman.

Do you really think I'm easy to bully?

If you mess with me, you will end up kicking cotton.

Shu adheres to the principle that less trouble is worse than more, so he doesn't intend to argue with this group of people who have no sense of public morality.

Anyway, he will run away after eating this month, and then he can just ask the Dayan court for compensation.

Unless the real dragon has no shame, then Shu really has nothing to say and can only suffer in silence.

Of course, she is still willing to do her part to ensure that ordinary people have enough food to eat, so she is willing to write this letter.

If it weren't for this reason, she wouldn't be willing to write even if the Emperor of Dayan came in person.

The relationship between Sui Pian and Dayan is so delicate that they are mostly harmonious when there are no problems.

In particular, the position of candle holder is a very important one, and sometimes a family of three will take on this job.

At least Shu had encountered this situation before, and was even called "Auntie" by a young supervisor. Although this position was later reformed to avoid this situation.

But still very grassy.

Moreover, just by looking at the depth of the handwriting through the paper, Huang Cao could tell how helpless the expression on Shu's face was when he wrote this letter.

Why bother with a bunch of juniors?

The content is nothing more than some intention to reach a cooperation, and it also plays the emotional card.

He even wanted to invite Huang Cao to visit Dahuang City in Yan State.

Because although Huang Cao claimed to be from Sargon, one could tell from his face that he probably had Yan State ancestry.

That's why I played the emotional card, but unfortunately it didn't work on him.

After all, no matter what, my true home is the country from my previous life, not Terra.

Although culturally similar, the two cannot be confused.

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Chapter 136 So you like this, Master...

I wrote a reply letter, politely declining the country's request.

Let’s go to Yan Country again in a few years. Let’s build good relations with this country temporarily and send a few samples from time to time to satisfy our appetite.

At the same time, try to see if your abilities will be revealed in front of a bunch of monsters.

After all, Huangcao has always adhered to the conquest mentality of making a small investment to achieve a big win, and his style of doing things is a bit shady.

Many things cannot be put on the table and fought with real weapons. This has always been the case with him, whether it was Victoria or Sargon.

After handing the letter to the messenger in the evening, Huang Cao decided to take a nice bath.

Come back and work, don’t live like a rich young master!

After working hard in a foreign country for several months, it's time to take a break.

To be honest, Huang Cao suddenly felt that his life seemed to be more tiring than that of his people.

It's okay when I'm not busy, but once I'm busy, I work non-stop without any rest.

It is also very brain-intensive and requires a battle of wits and courage with various forces. If you make even the slightest mistake, you will lose everything.

"The First and Second Madams have gone to Banshee Valley together and are not expected to return until tomorrow night. Would they like to have dinner first?"

Kal'tsit held a stopwatch in her hand. After her observation, she found that except at certain special times.

The man in front of him was usually very quick at processing paperwork, often stopping at mealtimes.

Although this is often inaccurate, there is at least a 40% success rate for successful prediction.

This is also the quality that an excellent maid should possess.

I want to stare at you intently! I want to see through everything about you!

Huang Cao didn't realize that his daily routine had begun to be remembered by a certain cat. He stroked his chin, thought for a while, and decided to eat first.

Kal'tsit nodded, then served the steak she had carefully cooked.

Then Huang Cao took just one bite and almost spit out the food in his mouth.

"Kelsey, can I assume you're taking revenge on me? Is this steak something that humans can eat?"

"Also, where are the other maids in the house?"

Huang Cao glanced around. As the territory was running better and better, in order to highlight the quality of life of the nobility, he hired many maids to serve his daily life.

Including the total number before, there should be thirty maids in the castle.

It’s just that usually after they finish their work they go back to their small houses around the castle, but it’s not possible that we can’t see any of them now.

Where did these people go?

"Because the two ladies are going to the Banshee Valley, they gave all the maids in the castle a holiday, except me."

Kal'tsit spoke the truth slowly and calmly, as if this was already her normal state.

After all, the other maids didn't have as much to do as she did, and they even had to endure difficulties from Ramalen.

But Kal'tsit could tolerate all of this. At least the other vampire didn't make things difficult for her, which was a blessing in disguise.

Although Lamaren often makes things difficult for the cat, fortunately, each time she only does minor things and doesn't do anything too extreme.

Even having an extra tail wasn't too much for Kal'tsit; she just treated it as a toy hanging around her...

Huang Cao sighed lightly, then decided not to eat and poured all the remaining leftovers into the trash can with a rich characteristic.

"Kelsey, I think you should practice your cooking skills more. After all these years, you should at least be able to cook a decent meal."

"I'm very sorry, Master Huang. Throughout my long life, I've never been very picky about food. Besides, I don't need to eat too much to survive."

The man in front of her must know part of her identity, and Kal'tsit didn't intend to hide anything, so she told the truth.

High emotional intelligence: not too picky.

Low EQ: No chance to be picky.

Kal'tsit's body allows her to survive even without eating, but in order to maintain her human persistence, she still eats most of the time.

Being hungry and not starving to death are two completely different concepts. Although you won't starve to death, you will still feel hungry.

It’s just like the concepts of immortality and eternal youth.

So Kal'tsit, you just haven't thought about cooking carefully!

Huang Cao let the cat massage her body and prepared to take a good bath to wash off the dust on her body.

However, when he took another look at the long tail behind Kal'tsit, some strange ideas suddenly came to his mind.

By the way, can this cat go to the toilet?

Is the body structure of the pre-civilization similar to that of ordinary film?

It's not mentioned in the game, but that doesn't mean it won't happen in real life.

Ark's top fictional historian, Chastity, said: Kal'tsit, who has been imprisoned for hundreds of years, will not go to the toilet.

Starving to death should also be a form of death...

……bathroom.

This is a place where all kinds of wonderful misunderstandings occur and life is in great harmony. It is also a holy place longed for by countless film and television works.

Kal'tsit thought that such a plot should have nothing to do with her because she knew very well that the man in front of her had no interest in her.

This is true even if the two of them are being honest with each other now.

As a maid, Kal'tsit also gloriously took on the duty of scrubbing the body.

In fact, before the signing of the Hundred-Year Slave Treaty, Kal'tsit had never given Huangcao a bath. After all, she had only been a maid for a year before.

And since he was a contract worker, Huang Cao still gave him the respect he deserved.

But after signing a hundred-year slave treaty with this cat, the nature of the situation changed completely.

Otherwise, why would Kal'tsit call it a slave treaty?

Besides, after being hit in the face by the charm mushroom, Kal'tsit felt that she had made enough embarrassment.

Although the cultural relics in his body were still there, they had been seen almost completely, so there was no point in hiding them.

I'm not a virgin, and I have a thick skin for thirty thousand years.

What's more, she had been hit on the face by Ramalen with a yellow grass cat toy before, and she didn't react at all at that time.

I'm in a completely different mood... just don't let me touch the charm mushrooms.

Huang Cao was enjoying the luxurious life of a nobleman when Kal'tsit came face to face with him and was about to rub the front part.

The grass suddenly asked curiously: "By the way, can you go to the toilet?"

"I see... you want to preserve the last bit of purity for me..."

Kal'tsit glanced down with a look of concern.

Then, he pursed his lips with some difficulty, and finally turned around reluctantly. "I pay great attention to personal hygiene, so Mr. Huang doesn't have to worry about whether it's dirty or not. If you want to use it, feel free to do so."

Yellow grass:?

No, sister! I just wanted to ask.

What did you think of this cat?

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Chapter 137 My Prince will win!