Cutting Family Ties in a Famine Year! I Eat Meat at Every Meal and Make My Wicked Grandparents Cry with Rage
Chapter 455

How Could Farming Compare to Plundering?

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Zhou Wanwan smiled faintly and said:

"Now that I've taken over your village, I'll teach you some basic skills and provide you with sweet potato vines."

These sweet potato vines are quite good, very drought-resistant, but you have to hand over 60% of all your village's harvest."

Zhou Wanwan looked at the bandit leaders and said:

"Robbery is not allowed in the mountain strongholds under my name; they are all self-sufficient."

Of course, I will provide some assistance based on the situation in your village.

All you need to do is listen to me.

Besides the ten bandit leaders, the other bandit leaders planned to give Zhou Wanwan a protection fee.

The other bandit leaders looked at the ten bandit leaders and said:

"It's ridiculous! What kind of bandits have fallen into such a state?"

Instead, they obey the orders of a young girl?

"If even a teenager has to obey our orders, what kind of bandits are we?"

Every bandit stronghold will talk about you ten as a joke!

Zhou Wanwan looked calmly at the ten people and said, "You still have room for regret now, but once you sign the waiver, there's no going back!"

All ten people shook their heads, their attitude extremely firm.

"Our village is very poor, we can't even get enough to eat, we just want to be able to eat our fill."

If they could get enough to eat, who would want to rob someone?

"Miss, as long as you don't mind that our mountain village is too poor, that's fine with me."

Zhou Wanwan smiled and said:

Don't worry! I won't mind.

As long as your village is willing to obey, you can farm if I tell you to, and hunt if I tell you to. I won't treat you unfairly.

All the bandits around laughed, "Asking us bandits to farm and hunt? Isn't that a joke?"

"Farming is nowhere near as lucrative or fast as robbing and looting. Anyway, I'll never farm in my life."

Everyone has their own pursuits.

Zhou Wanwan Zhou Wanwan didn't insist, and soon she sent people to take the bandits away.

Several bandits said with sinister expressions, "Black Wind Stronghold is indeed rich; they actually dare to rob us? They're dreaming."

"This little girl is really something else. Did you see her in the mountain stronghold?"

The mountain stronghold was magnificent and resplendent; it seemed to indeed hold many treasures.

"Did you guys see that field? There are so many ginseng plants! I took a look when no one was looking, and it gave me a huge shock."

They are all ginseng roots that are decades or even hundreds of years old.

"That's several acres of land! If we take over this stronghold, won't we be rich?"

The bandits were immediately in an uproar.

These bandits decided they had to take down this fat sheep.

They weren't stupid; there were far too many experts in Black Wind Mountain Stronghold, and their few strongholds were simply no match for them.

But they knew people! They quickly called for reinforcements.

These are all top-tier bandit strongholds: Canglang Stronghold, Liehu Stronghold, Jinglei Stronghold, and Xueying Stronghold.

Canglang squinted and said, "You mountain strongholds are pretty useless. You can't even handle a little girl."

Liehu laughed loudly:

I've heard about Black Wind Stronghold for a long time.

"It's ridiculous that a six-year-old girl, barely grown up, is the chieftain."

Jinglei looked at them and said:

"So what are you planning to do? I heard that Zhou Wanwan is different this time."

Moreover, the entire Black Wind Stronghold is teeming with experts; our four major strongholds are indeed formidable.

But how many masters are actually in Black Wind Stronghold, none of us know.

Xueying frowned and said:

"Better safe than sorry. I think we should investigate the other party's background thoroughly."

I suggest we head straight to Black Wind Stronghold tonight and investigate thoroughly.

Soon, the dozen or so people from the mountain stronghold sneaked up to Black Wind Stronghold under the cover of darkness.

Zhou Wanwan sighed and said, "I originally intended to let them go, but I didn't expect them to court death."

Looking at the figures outside the window, the Old Scholar Tree said, "So what do we do now?"

Zhou Wanwan smiled faintly and said:

"If they want to investigate, let them investigate. As long as they don't cause trouble, we don't need to pay attention to them."

Send someone to wipe out their bandit hideout and teach them a lesson they won't forget.

Zhou Wanwan originally wanted to spare their lives, but these people didn't cherish this opportunity at all.

That evening, the bandits were loitering around Black Wind Stronghold.

The bandit leaders stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with shock, dumbfounded at the scene before them.

The Canglang stared at the imperial city before him and murmured to himself:

What exactly is the background of this?

Who would have thought that a palace-like courtyard would be built deep in the mountains? It's utterly astonishing.

Even the Jinglei beside them exclaimed in amazement at the small bridge, flowing water, white walls, and black tiles.

This brings the Jiangnan water town to the deep mountains, with pavilions and towers scattered in a well-organized manner, creating an elegant garden landscape everywhere.

Jinglei looked on with envy. "I've always wanted a place like this in my life. How wonderful it would be if I could take over this whole village."

Xueying frowned deeply and said coldly:

"Don't you guys think something's wrong? This is such a huge mountain stronghold, with courtyards stretching out in a continuous line, its scale is frightening."

But the journey was unusually quiet, without the slightest sound of human voices.

It's so illogical, it's eerie in every way.

Liehu curled his lip in disdain, his face completely unconcerned:

"Don't overestimate the power of this village."

In my opinion, it's nothing special, just average-looking.

A sinister glint flashed in his eyes as he lowered his voice and said:

"In my opinion, we should just do something shady."

They secretly added something to their well water, and in just one night, everyone in the village was drugged.

"By tomorrow morning, won't the entire mountain and this magnificent village be in our hands?"

Jinglei whispered, "Isn't this a bad idea?"

The Canglang laughed loudly:

"What's wrong with it? I think this method is the best and the most time-saving."

"Let's find a well now and throw all the medicinal powder into it."

They acted immediately, and their speed was remarkable.

They quickly found a well, and just as they reached its edge, they suddenly heard a low laugh, "Hahahaha..."

The low laughter frightened the bandits so much that they dared not move.

"Did you hear something just now? I think I heard someone laughing in the shadows?"

"I think I heard that too. Could it be haunted?"

The bandits were terrified, their faces drained of color, and they were dragged deep into the forest by the vines.

I had barely regained my composure when the sight before me made me tremble with fear.

The entire terrifying setup in this mountain forest was created by Zhou Wanwan.

She created several different styles based on scenes from various horror movies.

Each area has different frightening methods, layered upon each other, becoming more and more terrifying the further you go in.

A chilling wind whistled through the woods, and old coffins lay scattered along the roadside. Their lids, unsecured, thumped violently in the wind, making a loud, unsettling sound.

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