"It's right to be in a trance, which means that your subconscious mind is fighting against that kind of pain. Have you ever thought that you will become stronger one day?" Narasha said temptingly.

The person who asked the question pointed his head gently and muttered: "Don't lie to me, I'm not lying to me, is it a subconscious confrontation? Speaking of subconscious, it feels like being hypnotized, uh... maybe... OK, why bother asking which chicken lays it when eating eggs? It's always stronger, but shouldn't my own body understand it? It's not a simple question as eating eggs..."

The man muttered and moved carefully, and walked slowly to the square to adapt to the newly obtained power.

Not only him, but the first group of people who received the medicine also had their own ideas. They studied a lot, and after years of training, their emotional intelligence was not low.

So they didn't ask, they waited for the battle value to reach 200 and had a choice to go home. When they returned, countless glory would come. But they didn't know what changes would happen at home after they hadn't returned for many years.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha felt relieved and immediately found the second group of people to come.

The first batch was experimental, with only one thousand people, and the second batch found ten thousand people and placed them in a house prepared by the Iron Mine City.

Hypnosis, injection, observation.

The person who was injected with the drug suffered unconsciously, and the body inside the instrument outside was trembling, and his strength increased simultaneously.

There was a lot of noise. Analysis reports from various departments of the Kingdom of God were formed and sent to it, and then it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

The minds of both military and political parties did not look at the analysis report carefully, but only scanned the approximate data. They no longer mentioned it.

They had speculated that the people of the Gongsun family knew a certain secret method, which could make the drug subject to the absorber in a special state, alleviating the pain, mental and conscious pain.

But you cannot ask, so as not to destroy the relationship between each other.

Smart politicians must learn to use all their power, rather than unlock all their secrets.

Iron Mining City, when ten thousand people wake up and get excited to adapt to their "new body", it is already noon the next day.

Gongsun and Murong observed their physical condition. After a quick meal, they asked someone to call ten thousand road repairmen.

The second one was 10,000 people rushing for a lot of roads. They didn't enter the city until the evening, and the ones behind them moved to the Iron Mine City one after another.

The road connecting the mountain city is not yet repaired. If there is no injection of medicine, it is estimated that it will be repaired until the beginning of spring. Only then can the tricycle and the cart pulled by livestock be allowed to pass.

Then there is a repair work. Due to the weather, the roads built in winter will change when the weather is warmer. Some places on the road surface will bulge and some will collapse. Just use big stone squids to add soil to find the level.

For more than twenty days in the next, Gongsun Murong and Narasha did not do anything else every day, but only injected medicine for road repairers.

In addition, the sixth batch of ordinary people sent to build roads, a total of 293,300 people were sent. All the injections were completed. The people who had previously injected the roads were repaired faster and they had already repaired the section they were responsible for. They were helping others.

The two of them were unable to continue injecting medicines into others for the time being because... they had no money.

All the money they earn from economic operations in a series of ways,

Since Yumang suffered heavy losses and joined forces to buy large quantities of potions to increase the price, the price of potions has entered a period of decline.

The dividends earned by the two through cooperation, the profits from lending, and the money for selling formulas increased nearly 300,000 people to more than twenty battle values, with very few left.

"Sure enough, it's never easy to raise a team. Yumang is still secretly doing bad things. Later, the price of the combat value potion is increased to 20,000 points per piece. Thanks to our failure to use the inventory in advance, I will remember the account for them."

Narasha fiddled with a big belly stove for popcorn and glared at the Yumang man across the street who was watching goods at other people's stalls.

The popcorn stove is a boiler, with a big belly, a shaking handle and a pressure gauge at the back, and a fastenered lid with a fastener. In order to have a good sealing effect, the sealing joint is made of soft metal like lead, but it is better than lead and has no toxicity.

There is an additional simple valve for exhaust gas on the cover.

Put the rice, corn, sorghum rice, and even soybeans that need to be blasted, put some sugar, put the lid on, tighten the bolts, and shake and rotate on the rack with fire below.

When you reach a certain pressure, use a pipe to put a stick that deliberately extends out of the snap point of the lid, and use the power of the lever to kick it hard, and the sealed lid will be opened because the snap slips out.

The inside is constantly under pressure, and the stuff with pressure itself expands instantly when it suddenly leaves the pressure environment, and the rice flowers come out.

Of course, if you use another type of corn, it can expand into flowers by itself when it is heated directly at the same time as the air pressure, that is, fried rice or roasted ones.

This tool was developed by the race of foodies, simple and practical, and made great contributions in the era when children lack snacks.

The premise is that you should not use it in the old state, otherwise an accident will turn happiness into pain.

Gongsun Murong also shook one. He didn't want to take out such snack artifacts, but...

"The Yumang people have changed their style. Seeing us selling snacks to make money, their people actually sell snacks. More than twenty cities here have fried stalls they set up, and there are at least thirty in each city."

"Well!" Narasha looked bitter and revengeful: "Children like to eat all kinds of fried foods. They don't change the oil. They only add some oil when there is less oil. Eating too much is harmful to the child's body, so we should let the child have more snacks to choose from."

"Tomorrow's closing ceremony, we will continue to have a large-scale performance, and we can sell popcorn. I don't know if the city lord has applied for another equipment. There are so many ways to process grain into snacks. Nowadays, rice can be made into at least twenty flavors and more than ten kinds of added things."

Gongsun Murong said while shaking. He now put rice in the pot. After it was burst, he could mix other things and make them into balls, rectangles, diamonds, cartoon patterns, etc.

The two chatted, and the people outside Yumang watched and listened through the images of people standing across the street. Even the old employees were helpless at this moment.

"Minister, I can't analyze what they want to do next. Their thinking is too prone to nonchalance, and it seems that they don't care about anything, even life and death, and seem to be serious about anything, even snacks." A man said to Mu Adenk.

"I pretended, deliberately pretending to be like this to numb us. My evaluation is... the acting is first-class." Mu Adenk said confidently.

Whether it was acting or not, Gongsun Murong and Narasha looked at the pressure gauge. They stood up one after another, stretched out the snap rod in front of the boiler from the mouth that was deliberately opened from a fishing net basket-like thing, and stuffed all the front end of the boiler into it.

Then he put an iron pipe on the stick that stretched out and shouted "It's...'

"Bang~" A lot of rice and popcorn came out. The onlookers just covered their ears, and now they happily ran to the front, looked at the rice, and then looked at the two of them, without saying a word, and only expressed their desire to eat with their eyes.

This is the second pot, and the first pot was distributed to the previous child.

Of course they wouldn't make such a small amount of money. Gongsun Murong only took half of the rice to dip it in candy to shape the skin. Narasha waved her hand and said, "Eat it."

The children happily opened the fishing nets tied at the back of the basket, took out the rice flowers from it, happily packed them up with their clothes, and urged them to run away happily under the urging of the children waiting behind.

A pot and a half pot of rice were divided in a short time, and a group of children were waiting.

As long as the children don’t make trouble, adults will be very happy when playing with them. If the children make trouble, then adults should find ways not to let them make trouble and then be happy.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha have a way to make all children happy.

They cleaned the stove a little and were about to fill the food again. A pair of six or seven-year-old twins, siblings or siblings, were crying and gray-faced. They carried a basket and walked over.

The little girl pushed the basket to the ground and looked at Gongsun Murong and Narasha with tears in her eyes.

Narasha reached out to wipe the little girl's face and observed the dust that was wiped off: "Free firewood, even firewood?"

Gongsun Murong took two deep breaths and looked at the sky: "The weather is not good. Now the fire will pour out cigarettes. The basket contains very irregularly cut chicken pieces, raw."

Narasha nodded and asked the little girl: "You two cook, don't use natural gas?"

"The natural gas was locked up by my parents. I was afraid that we would use it, so my neighbor's uncle gave us a chicken. We wanted to stew it and deliver it to my parents, but... but... wow." Before the little girl finished speaking, she started crying loudly, tears fell down, and the little boy sobbed.

Gongsun Murong got up and went into the house. Narasha hugged the two children: "It's okay, *, let's cooperate with you to do it, and I'll send it to my parents."

She didn't ask why the child didn't use the natural gas from his neighbor's house, nor did she mention that the parents of the two children might have finished their meal.

A moment later, Gongsun Murong came out and handed Narasha two hot towels. He took onions, ginger, garlic, and a small bowl of red juice in his hand.

After sitting down again, Gongsun Murong poured the chicken, seasonings, and juice into the pot of popcorn, closed the lid, and set it on the fire to shake it.

While wiping the faces and hands of the two children, Narasha comforted her: "Wait for a while, and then you can eat chicken with the taste of braised chicken nuggets and the taste of dry pot chicken."

The two little guys stopped crying and watched Gongsun Murong busy with curiosity.

Gongsun Murong shook and looked at the pressure. After six or seven minutes, he lifted the pot, with his mouth facing up, opened the exhaust valve, and started spraying steam from it.

About one minute, I unscrewed the lid, and Narasha put the basin into the pot, and pieces of red chicken pieces of different sizes were poured out, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Gongsun Murong washed the pot, and Narasha helped to pack it: "Go to give it to her parents, and the bones are already crispy."

The two babies held hands and jumped away.

Yumang Outer Command.

"Is he really free?" An old employee nodded vigorously.

"So it turns out that the exhaust valve is used for this? They are also very hard-working to eat." Another suddenly realized.

"That means they didn't take our Yumang's actions seriously at all."

"I need an exhaust valve, and I'm so angry."

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In order to add updates, it is said that a better child who has added updates on the 11th will vote for a monthly vote, or one will change to two. (To be continued)
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