Yan's foreign relatives, give Da Yan a little Xuanwu Gate shock

Maggots are high-quality animal protein feed, and their nutritional value is equivalent to that of fish meal.

In a town like Dahuang City where agriculture, forestry, and animal husbandry are well developed, the climate is actually very suitable for maggot breeding. The maggots raised can be used as feed for feathered beasts and pastured beasts, and the excess can be used to make canned wart beast meat, which is quite cost-effective.

There is also a 20-square-meter fly breeding room on the industrial platform, which is full of flies laying eggs. Wei Yanwu must have felt even more nauseous when he saw it, and he vomited out all the Chenshi Shanhe Cola and canned luncheon meat he had eaten.

"You actually use this... as luncheon meat?"

Wei Yanwu quickly asked Yuan Congqian to put the bag away.

He was shocked by Yuan Congqian's introduction of a little bit of modern technology.

Yuan Congqian smiled. This is the hard life of modern people. There is no psychological burden in feeding Ursus people with canned food. Besides, it is all protein and full of meat flavor. Who can know that it is made of fly maggot powder when eating it?

To modern people, it's just high-quality feed.

But in Terra, where people can’t even get enough food, this is the guarantee that the Terra people can have meat for every meal.

Cage-raising flies takes up little space and is pollution-free, and the maggot breeding greenhouse only needs to be windproof and waterproof. Raised maggots produce pure protein and meat. Is there any animal more suitable for making luncheon meat than maggots?

The rations for those gray beasts in the Ursus army are only black bread, porridge and vegetables. The country does not attach importance to the development of food light industry. If they want to eat luncheon meat like the Colombian army, it will take several years of development.

Now, Yuan Congqian directly provides them with cheap and delicious luncheon meat, which shows his sincerity!

After listening to Yuan Congqian introducing the advantages of maggots, Wei Yanwu finally couldn't help it and vomited into the trash can.

"Alas, I haven't finished my introduction yet." Yuan Congqian shook his head and put down several other technological tasks.

When modern people come to the Terra world, they can only rely on these technologies and hard work, in addition to the common sense of economics in their previous lives. It's a pity that he really didn't pay much attention to it, otherwise he would have taken out the instant solid drinks and seasoning powders.

After all, he was a young man who grew up in the capital's palace with a life of luxury. He couldn't accept the fact that he had eaten maggot-filled meat balls and even thought that luncheon meat made from maggot powder and starch was delicious. He had been vomiting for so long but still hadn't finished vomiting.

Regardless of the source of the meat powder, the nutritional value of maggot powder is really high and it is definitely a qualified military ration.

Imagine the scene of Ursus and Casimir fighting. The two armies made fire and cooked. The Ursus army ate luncheon meat with fragrant meat, instant noodles with feathered beast eggs and starch sausage, cola and orange juice, while the Casimir knights could only eat expiring meat with no next meal. The difference in fighting will between the two sides alone could make a difference.

The food channels in Ursus are monopolized by Dayan. The military and civilians alike have begun to regard Dayan as a precious canteen. This is such a wonderful thing.

We, the people of Dayan, are very pure people. We are satisfied with just cooking for the brave and powerful Ursus people. How could we possibly prepare for the Blood Peak Campaign and the Great Rebellion in advance and prepare to move the Ursus factories?

Chapter 178 That Day, Soul-stealing Technique Was Ineffective

Wei Yanwu vomited out his breakfast, cola, and luncheon meat, and pointed at Yuan Congqian's nose:

"Why have I treated you so badly that you tricked me into eating maggots!"

“Of course, we don’t use fly maggots directly, but protein powder produced from fly maggots.”

Yuan Congqian really wanted to tell him how nutritious maggots were, but unfortunately Wei Yanwu just wouldn't listen.

The crude protein content of fly maggot powder is close to that of imported fish meal, which is both nutritious and delicious. In Yuan Congqian's previous life, fly maggot protein powder was also used in biscuits, bread, cakes and a series of protein drinks with different flavors.

Wei Yanwu recalled the delicious taste of luncheon meat and felt even more uncomfortable. He would not want to eat tusk meat this year. He looked at the unfinished can of luncheon meat in his hand, but he did not throw it away directly. He put it on the table and ran away with a pale face.

"In nature, it's hard to find a species that produces such high amounts of meat and crude protein." Yuan Congqian curled his lips and put away the luncheon meat can. Apart from maggots, only mealworms are equally nutritious and easy to feed.

"Hero Yuan~"

Hearing the call, he knew who was looking for him.

Looking back at the door, a unicorn that was just as tall as Yuan Congqian's chest was smiling at him. As winter was getting closer, Lin Ruolong also put on more clothes, making them a lot thicker.

"Sir, do you have time to show me the market?"

"Aren't you busy with your studies during the day?"

Yuan Congqian was a little surprised to see Lin Ruolong at this time.

The inheritance of thunder magic in Tianshi Mansion is very strict, and it cannot be used by just reciting a spell. Lin Ruolong needs to learn a lot of theoretical knowledge, which naturally includes the philosophy of thunder magic, advanced mathematics, basic electricity and electrodynamics.

Yuan Congqian could no longer understand the homework assignments given to her by Master Ping Tian.

"Today is the Lower Yuan Festival, and Master Ping Tian has asked for leave."

The little Qilin came closer, looking calm and composed, as if the fact that she had demonstrated the soul-stealing technique to Yuan Congqian had never happened.

Not only that, she even had time to sniff Yuan Congqian's sleeves and asked curiously, "Why do you smell like autumn orchids? It's fresh and elegant, like the breeze of autumn. Are you wearing a sachet?"

"After entering a room full of orchids, I no longer smell the fragrance. Perhaps it is because I have stayed in a place where autumn orchids bloom."

Yuan Congqian certainly knew where Qiulan's vanilla scent came from, but at this moment he could only pretend not to know.

Lin Ruolong didn't take it seriously. It was more important to have fun with the hero during the holidays. After all, there were farmlands all around the Great Wasteland City. Now was the late autumn when flowers and grass were in full bloom. It was normal to have some herb in the Great Wasteland City.

Smoke from cooking fires gradually rose, and after breakfast, the people of Dahuang City walked together towards the mountains on the west side.

The Lower Yuan Festival is a legal holiday in Dayan, but in Dahuang City, it is a festival for people to repair their ancestral tombs and hold winter sacrifices. Most of the tombs in Dahuang City are built on the hillside. At this time, the weather is getting colder, and people make paper clothes and burn them in front of the tombs to give clothes to their ancestors.

Ancestors should be commemorated normally and business should be conducted as usual.

The square surrounding the Shennong Temple Fair is the most prosperous place in Dahuang City. Businessmen know that they need to find places with large traffic to do business. Street stalls, acrobatics, and opera performances can be seen everywhere. This is the market that Lin Ruolong mentioned.

The brown-haired Feilin walked in front, and the blonde girl followed behind his shoulders.

Lin Ruolong seldom came down from the core urban area and looked around curiously.

She looked at a stall with jars and cans in front of her: "When I came here, I remember that it was an empty lot, and the row of buildings in the distance were also gone. After you came, construction started everywhere in Dahuang City."

"It's still a bit wild and the layout is messy."

Yuan Congqian was still somewhat dissatisfied.

This is also related to the fact that he did not plan too much for the use of ground land.

When they arrived at a snack stand, Yuan Congqian was just about to ask the owner for two Hu Bing cakes when Lin Ruolong took out his wallet from his pocket.

She took the lead and said, "Give me two servings of Hu Bibimbap. You have to eat it in your hands."

However, he did not take out copper coins and cherven, but directly took out half an ingot of silver.

This coin is already the smallest unit of currency she has.

"Hey, girl, are you buying it for him too?"

The shopkeeper was resting in the store with his animal in his arms. When he saw a little girl paying Yuan Congqian, he smiled and said, "It's half a tael of silver. I'm afraid we can't make change. Do you want the animal head in the early morning? It tastes delicious with some soup."

"No, no." The little Qilin quickly refused.

Yuan Congqian, who was living off a gigolo for the first time when he arrived in Yan State, was watching with interest as Little Qilin bought him food.

Come to think of it, when she was tidying up her clothes in her office, did the red string on her shoulder show? Why did it look like the bellyband I bought her from Dahuang City? Could it be that she really doesn't know how to wash her own underwear?

"What does the girl want? Spicy soup or hotpot? Look at the way she's dressed. If you want something better, just go to the cafeteria."

"Then, beast milk!" She glanced at the menu and asked the store to bring two large bottles.

Squeezed-out animal milk and milk fermented with sugar water and lactic acid bacteria are two different things. Lin Ruolong wanted to force a treat for Yuan Congqian, but ended up being forced to buy two buckets of strongly smelly animal milk.

This price must be more than half a tael of silver. Yuan Congqian looked over and indeed received a look of recognition from the shopkeeper.

He opened his mouth, revealing a row of yellowed teeth. Without saying a word, he waved his hand, asking Yuan Congqian to take it.

"That guy is really something. It's only half a tael of silver. I can just deposit it with him and eat it slowly later." Little Qilin thought that he was cheated by the owner of the Hubing shop. He muttered to himself, holding the Hubing in one hand and handing the beast milk to Yuan Congqian.

Yuan Congqian negotiated with him for a long time, but he was still unwilling to take back the milk. He complained, "The ham next door to me has one two-year-old and one three-year-old ham. I sent them to the village head and he took them all. How will the villagers view my milk?"

What else could Yuan Congqian say? Should he say that he was lactose intolerant? He could only have someone send him to the cafeteria in Dahuang City.

Little Qilin watched Yuan Congqian handle the matter, realized he had done something wrong, and said sorry in a low voice.

"The Great Wasteland City is the Great Wasteland City. Don't use the habits of the people in the capital as an excuse."

“No one told me to do this…”

Walking in the market, she lowered her voice and suddenly asked, "By the way, do you remember me showing you other spells I learned from the Heavenly Master, like the Moon-Grabbing Spell that the Heavenly Master wanted to learn..."

"That day, your soul-stealing technique had little effect on me."

Yuan Congqian's words exploded in Lin Ruolong's heart.

"......" The little Qilin stopped moving, trembled all over, and raised his legs to run.

Her study career in Dahuang City seemed to have come to an end. It was time for her to go find her father to look for Shang Shu's master of thunder magic.

Chapter 179: A simple reason is enough

Yuan Congqian just stretched out his hand and held Lin Ruolong's slender arm. She seemed to have accepted her fate and did not put up any effective resistance. Once her hand was held, she stayed where she was, her mind in a mess.

If this were an animation, the little Qilin's eyes would be spinning in circles.

Please translate, what do you mean your soul control has little effect on me?

She had studied the art of seduction for a long time, and her purpose was simply to get this vinegar. In the future, when Yuan Congqian asked about the kiss goodbye, Lin Ruolong would be able to evade the question and would not have to worry about running into him all the time.

"Uh, wow...waah!..." Lin Ruolong uttered a series of unconscious interjections.

At that time, she had wanted to stage a scene of a hero and a heroine getting to know each other in the martial arts world, but she didn't expect that Yuan Congqian would arrive right after her in Dahuang City just a few days later, and she was deceived into sleeping with him by sweet words!

Now it's all over!

She let Yuan Congqian hold her small, soft hand, and stood there for a long time before she managed to utter a few words:

"How can we go to the market like this?"

Yuan Congqian said: "Then why don't you just pretend I didn't say anything?"

Lin Ruolong became anxious and whispered, "What do you mean by just pretend you didn't say anything? What does that mean? Then can I still say, just pretend that I didn't use the name of soul-stealing to secretly taste the rouge on your lips that day?"

What does this have to do with what they say? Even the rouge tasting has come out.

How many perverse martial arts novels has Little Qilin secretly read?

Yuan Congqian pretended to be in deep thought and said with a smile: "Then what do you want to do? Just admit it now. The female knight who claimed to want to learn sword moves from me turned out to be a Qilin who took advantage of a good family girl when she was in trouble?"

It would definitely not be appropriate to say this to Master Shu, but it is just right to say it to Lin Ruolong.

"How could this be possible? You were the one who bullied me first!..."

After hearing what Yuan Congqian said, the little Qilin became panicked.

Whether it was Yuan Congqian who threatened her to wear a slave collar to take pictures or forced her to go to bed, wasn't he?

She was indeed at fault in this matter, and she took advantage of the soul-stealing technique to do evil to people, which didn't sound good. If Yuan Congqian went to tell Master Ping that she had used the spell of bewilderment on ordinary people, how would she explain it to Master Ping?

Besides, how should she explain it to Yuan Congqian now?

"Then why don't you tell me why you do this?"

Why should I do this?

Hearing Yuan Congqian's torture, Lin Ruolong closed her eyes, made up her mind, and didn't care what Yuan Congqian would say about her. The question was already out, but it had been hidden in her heart. The two of them were like guessing riddles, and there was not much meaning.

The dress fluttered in the wind and the blonde girl opened her eyes.

"You fulfilled my unfulfilled dream of becoming a martial artist, that's all. No other reason is needed, this alone is enough."

"I probably won't be able to find a city with Jianghu in this lifetime. The word Jianghu only exists in the novels I've read and in you. That's enough. Do you really want me to tell you this directly?"

Therefore, a simple reason like this is enough to arouse the girl's heart.

The rest of the so-called hatred of evil, eliminating evil and promoting good, and wielding a sword to travel the mountains and seas are just footnotes to her dream of living in the martial arts world. A simple reason is enough to dye a boring painting of the martial arts world with apricot blossoms and misty rain.

"Preparing firewood, the three stars are in the sky... I look up to the lofty mountains and admire the beautiful deeds."

Lin Ruolong buried her head in Yuan Congqian's chest, raised her head high, and her eyes were red: "I will only answer you this time! If you ask me again in the future, I will not answer you, so figure it out yourself!"

She said it in a way that sounded like she was acting coquettish even though it was clearly words of anger or complaint.

Or rather, she was doing this by taking advantage of the emotions above.

"Watch your movements. The straps of your bellyband are showing."

Yuan Congqian's voice came into her ears from above her head.

Lin Ruolong gritted her teeth. When did she still care about her bellyband? She took a few steps back and reached out to tidy up her clothes, but found that they were not messy at all, and the white skirt was not even stained with dirt.

Yuan Congqian looked at the night school shrouded in smoke.

The sun shines through the mist, onto the newly built solemn courtyard of the night school, flowing along the bluestone slabs. The courtyard wall is made of blue bricks that have been worn by the years. More and more farmers go to the night school to study after paying homage.

On the industrial platform built in the distance, Ursus people were working in the workshop, and shouts could be heard from time to time. The huge industrial equipment was controlled by Master Ping using the Master's ritual, and laid out around the industrial platform. Bricks, steel, and stone slabs were neatly and orderly arranged on the platform, resonating as if they were opening up the world.

"Dahuang City is a poor place. When I came here, I thought I would take over a mobile city that needed to be rebuilt. I would develop the food industry here and make it the jewel in the crown of Dayan's industry."

“I didn’t know until I got here that there is only a small core urban area, and the fields are all in rural towns. The people who live here are farmers who work hard all their lives, facing the loess and back to the sky.

I was thinking, so what if Dahuang City is poor? Should I despise this place and go to other cities? So am I here to develop Dayan industry and build Dahuang City, or am I here to sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor and get attacked just by moving my baton? I have to help the people of Dahuang get rich, otherwise I have come here for nothing. "

He took Lin Ruolong's hand and said, "Last time when we were leaving, you said that it's not the Jianghu that you like, but the Jianghu that you like. I like your point. Dahuang City is not an industrial city. Its foundation is very weak. The productivity here is constrained by farmland. There are only two or three big cats and small cats in the Tianshi. Then I will make it a pearl of industry."