Super resource tycoon

"My lord, may I ask what you have ordered." Suddenly, a farmer bent over Wu Jun and asked respectfully.

Seeing this, the other three farmers also bent over to salute Wu Jun, with an extremely humble attitude.

Nothing bad happened, Wu Jun let out a sigh of relief.

After taking a few deep breaths, my heartbeat returned to normal.

Pointing to a pile of sacks on the floor in the middle of the bedroom, Wu Jun tried to give an order: "Move these sacks to the wall and neatly stack them."

"I must follow the instructions of the lord of the city." The four of them responded at the same time, raising their legs to the sack.

Wu Jun thought that the four of them would work together to move the sacks, but he was shocked.

The four farmers are so powerful that they don't need to cooperate.

A single person picked up the sacks from the ground without any effort, with a sacks in each hand!

In less than a minute, 15 sacks are finished!

After finishing the work assigned by Wu Jun, the four stood in line again and stood in a row.

Seeing that the four were not hostile to him, Wu Jun boldly stepped forward and wiped one of them.

The farmer who was touched by Wu Jun blushed...

The wheat-colored complexion turned into a brown color at once, with black in the red, but there was nothing extreme.

Wu Jun was also a bit embarrassed when he saw this. He really didn't mean anything else. He just wanted to verify whether it was a real person and whether it was different from himself.

The difference is a little bit.

Because he guards the supermarket all the year round and lacks exercise, his flesh is relatively soft, his opponent's is relatively hard, and the muscles on his arms feel hard.

No wonder the strength is so great, the anti-sack is like playing!

Wu Jun's curiosity was satisfied, he took out his mobile phone and clicked to recall the four farmers.

Brushing, four blue lights flashed, and the four farmers in the house disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

In the game screen on the mobile phone, the four returned to the rice field and began to work.

"Really dedicated..." Wu Jun sighed and put the phone away.

Seeing the magic of [Resource Tycoon] this game, Wu Jun will load this game's mobile phone, seeing it more important than life.

In the future, Feihuang Tengda depends on it!

After the four farmers moved the sacks, the collapsed bed was exposed.

Under the bed, the inferior wooden bed was probably crushed to pieces, and Wu Jun was too lazy to rescue it.

Fortunately, there was a thick cushion on the bed that was not punctured. He lay on it and tried it without panic. It was getting late, and he didn't bother to clean up, so he lay on the floor and hit the floor.

Lying on the floor, Wu Jun couldn't sleep with excitement, and many thoughts emerged in his head.

First of all, selling rice requires a business place.

Wu Jun thought for a while, and dispelled the idea of ​​transferring the supermarket, so he should go ahead and find a place without saving.

Now, even if that bastard Wang Hongliang finds himself with 100,000 yuan, he will not transfer the supermarket to him.

Small supermarkets have a fixed passenger flow, and most of them are old customers. There is no more suitable place to promote their own rice in the early stage.

The income of rice alone, once sold, it will not take a week to make up the 80,000 yuan needed for the operation.

With the help of [Resource Tycoon] this game, Wu Jun is also more confident in repaying the huge debts owed by his father for medical treatment.

With a beautiful vision for the future, Wu Jun fell asleep in a daze.

6 o'clock the next morning.

Wu Jun got up to wash and started a brand new day.

Pushing open the bedroom window, I feel that the depression that has lingered in my heart during this period has completely disappeared, and even the air has become fresh and full of vitality!

Originally planning to go out for an early meal, Wu Jun changed his mind when thinking about the rice he took out of the game last night.

Let's try the rice first, to taste how it tastes, and I know more about the pricing.

Wash the rice, put the rice in the rice cooker, add water, and it's done in one go.

In the past few years, Wu Jun has been living independently outside. He can't cook complicated meals. He can't help him simply cooking rice porridge, noodles, and home-cooked dishes.

After putting the rice in the rice cooker, Wu Jun opened the door for business.

I tore off the "transfer" sticker posted on the door yesterday.

There were also many customers who came to the store in the morning. Many office workers came to the store to buy bread and ham and so on. After sending away a few customers, a fresh fragrance floated into Wu Jun's nose.

He sniffed and distinguished it was the unique fragrance of rice.

However, this fragrance was different from what he had smelled before.

He was hungry just by smelling Mixiang, and he screamed a few times.

"Ah! Xiao Wu, how about cooking rice porridge? I can smell the aroma upstairs, so it's you."

A customer came to the door, it was Aunt Liu on the 13th floor upstairs. Wu Jun greeted her and asked her if she had eaten.

Aunt Liu had half of the salt out of her breakfast, and went downstairs to buy salt. Wu Jun collected a dollar and handed a bag of salt to Aunt Liu.

Can you smell the scent of rice on the 13th floor?

Aunt Liu is kidding, is the nose so good!

Although Wu Jun smelled it very fragrant, it felt like he could smell the rice fragrant on the first floor on the 13th floor. It was a bit too exaggerated and didn't matter.

"Xiao Wu, get me a pack of cigarettes and rose diamonds. I scanned the code." Brother Wang, Wang Qidong, the small truck driver who lives on the 15th floor, goes downstairs to the small supermarket every morning before getting out of the car to buy a packet of rose diamonds. Thunder can't move.

Wu Jun took out a packet of rose diamonds from the counter and handed it to Wang Qidong, "Brother Wang has breakfast."

After scanning the QR code, Wang Qidong smiled and said, “I didn’t want to eat it today. I felt nauseous when I brushed my teeth. I didn’t have any appetite. Suddenly I smelled the scent of rice. I had two fried dough sticks and a bowl of rice porridge."

Wang Qidong sniffed suddenly and said jokingly: "It turns out that it's your kid who cooks so fragrantly! I knew I had a meal with you. Well, see you later, I'm out of the car."

Brother Wang, who lives on the 15th floor, can smell the scent of rice?

This is too exaggerated!

Wu Jun turned his head and glanced at the location of the small kitchen, and was even more curious about the rice produced in the game in the rice cooker.

What kind of existence is this?

Even the Wuchang duck rice, which sells for more than 20 yuan a catty online, is not so exaggerated!

The process of waiting for the rice cooker to skip gears has become a torment for Wu Jun.

After Brother Wang left upstairs, there were four or five waves of customers coming back and forth. Without exception, he said "good smell" when he entered the door.

"Hum!" Wu Jun couldn't wait a moment to hear the rice cooker skipping gears, and walked quickly towards the small kitchen.

Take out a small ceramic bowl from the cupboard and deflate the rice cooker.

The vent on the top of the rice cooker spewed white gas with a stronger fragrance than before, and it swelled out.

Like a drug addict, Wu Jun sniffed a few times.

Fragrant, so sweet, so sweet!

After the rice cooker was exhausted, Wu Jun couldn't wait to open the lid and took a bowl out with a small spoon.