Yellowstone Farm.
Buzz buzz buzz
Five large harvesters are harvesting beans on the farm. Each soybean pod is cut by gears and enters the machine.
These plants covered with pods are exceptionally tall and bear numerous fruits. They are the few beneficial mutant plant species in the wasteland.
Although this type of bean is also yellow, it is no longer the same as traditional soybeans.
It is more nutritious, provides a stronger sense of fullness, has a longer storage time, and can be ripened 2 to 3 times a year.
This is why beans have become the basic food for all survivors in the city.
The Yellowstone Farm is the largest bean-producing farm around Colossus City.
It is located in a plain with fertile soil and is close to a river. There is nutrient-rich riverbed silt that can be used as fertilizer. It is a natural grain-producing area and is said to have been the city's granary before the war.
When it comes to Yellowstone Farm, all the leaders of the settlements around Colossus City know about it.
In order to maintain food for the settlement, they had purchased goods from here.
But few people know that the actual controller of Yellowstone Farm is the 303 Shelter not far underground, and this is just one of their wasteland industries.
“Huh~”
Huang Fan got off the harvester, took out a white handkerchief from his suit pocket, wiped the sweat off his head, and said to the rugged man who was driving the harvester with him:
"Wenjie, this harvester is so exciting to drive! All the grain goes into the bucket with a clatter, it's so relaxing! It's more exciting than driving a tank!"
The eldest brother looked at Huang Fan with admiration and said, "Mr. Fan, if you like it, come back tomorrow and I'll replace it with a new blade we just produced. It's guaranteed to be smoother and more stress-relieving!"
Huang Fan smiled sincerely, "Thank you, Wenjie. I have something else to do tomorrow. I'll come back when I have the chance. Xiao Wu, take out a box of new energy drinks from the 303 Beverage Factory in my car and share it with Wenjie, Kuang Xin, Dongqiang and the others."
These rough guys who drove the harvesters and farmed the fields all looked embarrassed.
"Mr. Fan, you are so polite. Not only do you help us with the work yourself, but you also give us some delicious food every time you come. Last time, I came home full, but my wife prepared a meal but I didn't eat it. She thought I had eaten outside."
"Hahaha~ Me too."
"Mr. Fan is so kind to us. I will definitely grow more big and good beans for you!"
These farmers started talking to Huang Fan one after another, and their conversation was very familiar. It was not the kind of flattery to a superior, but it was like they were talking to an elder.
Huang Fan looked into their eyes one by one, and from time to time he told some interesting stories about each of them.
It was obvious that he knew everyone here very well.
A moment later, Secretary Wu brought in a box of drinks in tin cans with the logo of the 303 Shelter Beverage Factory printed on them and a hefty price tag on them: 50.
The coins issued by the Colossus City are also used here.
50 yuan is enough to wholesale 100 kilograms of beans from them.
Click~
The farmers opened their cans and drank tons of it.
A surge of energy rose from within my body, and all the muscles in my body seemed to be cleansed. All the fatigue disappeared, and I felt warm as if I had taken a hot bath.
“This, this!”
“This feeling.”
“It feels so good!”
Huang Fan: "If you like to drink, I'll ask them to send you more drinks."
"How embarrassing."
Although these men said they were embarrassed, there was a look of desire in their eyes. They rarely had the chance to drink this kind of drink that only rich people could afford in their lifetime.
These new beverages immediately captured the hearts of the farmers.
Huang Fan smiled at them and left Huangshi Farm with his secretary.
In the car.
Huang Fan wiped the dirt off his suit with a wet wipe and turned on his phone.
"Okay. I know about the Cang Niao."
After hanging up the phone, the secretary asked, "Boss Fan, our satellite signal can lock the location of the giant worker ants. Do we need to send out a super-killing team to deal with them?"
Huang Fan acted as if he hadn't heard anything. "Let the beverage factory provide a bottle of energy drink to the farm workers every week. They do the most tiring work in the shelter, so it doesn't make sense for them to live so poorly. Big Brother talks about common prosperity every day. The farm is just a short walk away, but he doesn't even look at how the farmers are treated."
The secretary asked in confusion, "Boss Fan, this energy drink is a drink with crystal energy added. It is a new product exported to Colossus City and the Great Settlement. The current production capacity is limited, and the people at the beverage factory may not be very willing."
"These capitalists are obsessed with money. If anyone says no, I will ask him to come to my office at night to discuss which street lamp is more comfortable to hang."
Secretary Wu: “Yes.”
Huang Fan carefully cleaned the dirt off his body and paused.
He said calmly: "As for the matter of the blue bird, let the astrologer go and see if those little guys are still alive. If their spirits are fine, just bring them back. If anyone is dead, then kill all the people who participated in it, and make their bodies into ever-bright lanterns and hang them on the four mountains."
Secretary Wu: "Some people in the shelter want to make them pay for the bird, you see."
Huang Fan looked out the window: "It's just a gray bird. If it's alive, bring it back. If it dies, just catch another one."
"In the wasteland, fighting is inevitable. As long as you don't kill our people, it proves that you still fear us. Do you know why the law did not execute human traffickers in the pre-war world?"
Secretary Wu: "I understand."
After Secretary Wu arranged things, the ground in a ruined building not far away slowly opened up.
Two elevators rose from it, and an old man in a blue robe walked out.
The glass door of another elevator slowly opened, revealing a large Gothic-style motorcycle with two wheels as thick as those of a truck, very exaggerated!
The old man in the robe jumped on the motorcycle and roared towards the four mountains.
On the way, the mutant creatures were frightened and fled in all directions.
Occasionally, some predators tried to intercept, but they were ruthlessly thrown away by the big motorcycles.
In the sky, a large red-eyed eagle with flames in its beak swooped down towards the motorcycle, trying to capture this conspicuous prey.
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