"Okay, deputy district chief. You don't have to worry about these things. Now that a secluded city has been included in the flower gardener's territory, you must know whose credit it is.

What's more, even if I agree to everything, I will completely give you the mining area and hand over the management of Hancheng. But will the 80,000 barbarian troops behind me agree? No, on the contrary, it will cause turmoil again.

They surrender because they are afraid of me. Only I can suppress these stubborn guys. Don't just think about what you don't get, but think more about what you get.

At least, with the protection of Han City, XZ No Man's Land can disband a large number of combat forces and let them return to their respective departments to protect the people. And you can even dispatch a group of young strangers to come to the Netherworld.

Practice.

In an environment with five times the gravity and rich spiritual energy, for those with some talent, wouldn't it be as simple as eating and drinking to make rapid progress in strength? If you hold on to a little profit, I really don't know how you can be the deputy district chief."

He Xiaotian's words immediately stunned the old man on the spot.

Yes!

Compared to Guigang, all the strangers in the country have an extremely safe city to practice and make a leap in strength, which is stronger than anything else.

"Next is our internal meeting in Hancheng. Please go out first."

He Xiaotian waved his hand, and the barbarian soldiers who had been following him immediately stepped forward and made a gesture of invitation.

When the deputy district chief saw this, he thought, why don't I leave?

"You guys, go and bring the clan leaders from the gap in the city."

After the words fell, several barbarian soldiers left.

"May I have your name?"

He was quite interested in the soldiers following behind him, sincerely acting as dog-lickers.

"Sir, you can just call me Aaron. In Han City, only powerful families have surnames. We commoners only have names."

"???"

He Xiaotian twitched the corner of his mouth, civilians can't even have a surname, damn feudal society.

I am really a good person. I have liberated the cold city of Nether World, and my merits are immeasurable!

"What do you rely on to survive? I didn't find any crops on the way here." He himself was very curious about this. The Nether World is undoubtedly a mysterious place.

If you say that they have a banker that can survive and grow in the ice and snow, He Xiaotian will probably believe it.

Even if you are flying to the sky and escaping from the earth, what else is impossible?

But Aaron's next answer surprised him extremely.

"No." Alon heard this and replied with a wry smile. "We barbarians are not good at farming. We usually rely on the ghost steel mined in the mining area to trade grain with Spring City thousands of miles away. The rest is hunting.

Relying on the furs of various snow creatures and the special weirdness wandering on the ice fields, food is exchanged.

I heard from the older generation that Hancheng tried to raise snow cows and other wild animals decades ago. They planned to exchange large quantities of meat with Chuncheng to buy grain. Unfortunately, it failed. Since then, they have continued to rely on

Ghost Steel Life.”

He Xiaotian felt heartbroken after hearing this.

His heart was about to bleed, Ghost Steel.

Controlled resources that you would not dare to sell on the black market today are actually being used by you in exchange for food.

This is so cheap!!

If I could have discovered Hancheng earlier and established a good connection with it, would I have become the richest man in the world long ago?

At the same time, he was convinced by the two district chiefs and deputy district chiefs.

If this news could be heard earlier, would there be a battle between offense and defense?

Take out the grain and smash it crazily on the head of the barbarian king. See if he will accept it!

If he doesn't accept it, the people at the bottom of Hancheng will turn against him.

"Sir, several clan leaders have brought them here."

"Let them in."

He Xiaotian calmed down his emotions and ordered.

After the words fell, several clan leaders, whose bones were all broken, were carried in like dead dogs.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The barbarian soldiers did not show any sympathy and threw them to the ground one by one without caring about life or death.

Only one of them got the courtesy.

The soldier did not throw it to the ground, but put it down gently.

"My lord...my lord..."

These people grimaced in pain, and all the broken bones in their bodies were displaced by the fall. Most people really cannot experience that kind of severe pain.

"I'm going to ask you something. If you know it, you will live. If you don't know it, you will die."

"!!!"

After several people heard this, they immediately felt the pain in their bodies disappear.

They all worked hard, and they didn't forget He Xiaotian's regretful look in front of the broken city gate because he didn't kill them.

"How many tons of food does Hancheng consume every year?"

"???"

What is the unit of ton?

He Xiaotian's words left several people stunned on the spot.

"Sir, thirty kilograms of our Jun is one Jun, ten Gui weighs one baht, twenty-four baht weighs one tael, and sixteen taels weighs one kilogram. I don't know what you mean by tons."

"Huh? When did this kind of measurement begin?"

Is this different from the flower growers in ancient times?

"It has been implemented since Hancheng was established and has never changed."

"How many years is the history of the city?"

"One hundred and fifty years ago, I heard that this method suddenly spread more than three hundred years ago. Some ancient methods were all abandoned."

He Xiaotian closed his eyes, three or four hundred years ago, the man in yellow robe, the theory of blood.

He became more and more certain that the leader of the arrogant people was once a living person.

"From now on, one catty is equal to ten taels, and ten thousand catties is equal to five tons. Calculate how many tons of food Hancheng needs to consume in a year."

The several clan leaders lying on the ground in the meeting hall immediately began to calculate.

"Ninety-seven thousand tons!!"

Within three to five seconds, a clan leader shouted loudly.

Without waiting for He Xiaotian to ask more questions, he continued.

"A barbarian consumes about 970 kilograms of grain every year, and there are more than 200,000 people in the city. It is about 194 million kilograms of grain a year. Ten thousand kilograms is equal to five tons, or ninety-seven thousand tons!"

The other clan leaders looked at the man who gave the answer and explained in detail, their eyes like knives.

We both come from barbarian tribes, why are you so showy?

Can you give us a way to survive, brother?

He Xiaotian was also surprised that there were still people who were proficient in arithmetic among the barbarians who seemed to him to be brainless.

"You are very good."

"Sir, our family is the caravan responsible for communicating with Spring City. Therefore, I am very sensitive to numbers."

At this time, Aaron whispered.

"Sir, the Jin family has a good reputation in Hancheng. They have been keeping food prices down so that civilians can buy more food to survive. When we cleared the entire city of rebels, they did not move.

Every bit of the Jin family.”

After hearing this, He Xiaotian narrowed his eyes.

If the Jin family is not touched, then other families are touched.

In this case......

"Clan leader Jin, right?"

"Exactly the villain."

The leader of the Jin clan replied solemnly.

He was really scared. The golden giant on the throne slapped him to death on the spot.

"Oh, Lao Jin, who beat you like this? Go get a doctor and treat Chief Jin's injury." He Xiaotian looked at the barbarian soldiers around him and looked at him sideways as if he was aggrieved.

He looks so miserable, don't you have any idea who did it?

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Patriarch Jin cried out. It's not easy. Depending on the situation, he doesn't have to die. Thank God. Oh, and I also want to thank the radiant golden giant for his kindness.
To be continued...