I became the richest man in the world by making meatballs

"Oh." Bai Qianchun responded while putting the pills into the porcelain bottle. She knew this was the case, so in order to repay him for revealing the current pharmaceutical situation in the interstellar, she took the initiative and sincerely invited him.

"We caught a few smugglers today who according to the rules can be directly punished with death. I am going to feed them poison. Grandpa Mi Zhu, do you want to take this opportunity to let them try the medicine?"

The fat old man's eyes suddenly lit up, he rubbed his hands and asked excitedly, "Is it possible? How many fire-type superpowers are there? I have only successfully configured a bottle of yang-supporting potion, but one bottle of data is not enough, at least there must be one Only when ten to twenty experimental specimens are taken and meet the expected targets can my yang-boosting potion be considered a success."

"Well." Bai Qianchun was a little embarrassed, "There are only fifteen food thieves in total, and not all of them are fire-type superpowers. I didn't see the specific ones just now. How about I ask first?"

The two eyebrows on the fat old man's fat face were wrinkled into caterpillars, and his tone was very disappointed, "Why are there only fifteen? Why can't there be more for such a dangerous thing as smuggling to a superior star? There is strength in numbers, it's really They have no sense of safety at all, and today’s young people are just frivolous and unstable.”

Bai Qianchun nodded in agreement. How could such a small amount of labor be enough? What could only fifteen people do?

An old man and a young man reached a consensus, and they were all extremely dissatisfied with the number fifteen.

Just Ye Yang, an innocent young man, was trembling next to him, ying ying ying~~ Why are two people who are engaged in medicinal materials research so scary!

He could only hug himself silently, light wax in his heart for those fifteen people, and let them wish for themselves.

In the end, Mr. Mi Zhu went with Bai Qianchun. He couldn't wait to know how effective his hard-earned yang-boosting potion was. Although there was only one bottle, he could always tell whether it was good or bad.

Ye Yang did not follow him because he had Du Le and Leng Xiao hold up their arms and kidnap him halfway.

There are too many corn cobs growing on the paths in the village, and there is a serious shortage of labor. How can Ye Yang, a young man who can run and jump, be left alone? He must be captured to work together.

So in the end, Bai Qianchun only took Grandpa Mi Zhu, an old man who was wandering outside the village, over two hills together to the place where the fifteen people were previously held.

"Hey, stop, stop, Brother Gui, oh, if you tell this ancestor to stop growing, we will all be squeezed."

"Oh, don't hit me in the butt——"

A series of very miserable wailing sounds came.

I saw that there was a jujube tree growing in the huge square cage that was originally made of giant vines. However, because the cage had a ceiling, it did not grow vertically upward, but grew horizontally inside the cage. .

Looking from the direction of Bai Qianchun, one can only see the large and round roots of the jujube tree in the Sifang Cage, which almost occupies the entire bottom of the Sifang Cage. The branches of the jujube tree hang down, with dense branches and leaves mixed in the green leaves. Fist-sized red jujubes completely obscure the roots and branches of the jujube tree, so you can only vaguely see them.

A single jujube tree crowded the entire square prison, and the fifteen people originally locked inside were struggling to survive inside, each showing their special abilities.

There was a giant vine holding the edge of the square cage with both hands and feet like a tailless monkey, grinning, with a twisted face, and was afraid to move as the branches pushed against its back;

Some had their faces scratched, and their bodies were covered with numerous tiny wounds as they struggled to climb and dodge among the branches and leaves;

Another one was pushed directly to the top, shoulder to shoulder with the giant vine on the top of the square cage, cheek to cheek. Only his small head can squeeze out of the hole. It is impossible for ordinary people to achieve his achievement of getting out of the cage with one head and gaining partial freedom.

In comparison, those who lie on the ground like dead bodies and stay calmly in the small gap between the roots of the tree are in better condition, because they have not been scratched by the thorns on the jujube branches. Small wounds.

They are all quite weird-looking people, and coupled with this painted-faced cat shape, they are really unsightly.

Bai Qianchun's mouth twitched, and she began to doubt their IQ.

The fat old man Mi Zhu watched from the side and the corners of his eyes and mouth twitched. Then his fat face wrinkled with worry, "Are their minds okay? It won't affect the efficacy of my medicine, right?"

"Probably, it should be good."

The people in the square cage seemed to have discovered their existence. A man with a particularly big head who was being pushed outside and pulling the giant vine cage suddenly rolled his eyes and cried with joy. He waved his hands and performed a macho cry for them on the spot. , "Star Master, Star Master, you are finally back, please help me, my back is almost broken."

The person riding on the tree branch and being pushed on top had tears in his eyes, and his little head burst into tears, "Yes, yes, my ass is going to be pricked by thorns too——"

Nong Gui, who was lying on the ground and looking at the safest place, heard the voice and carefully turned his face in their direction. He smiled weakly and showed her big white teeth, sucked in his breath and begged, "What? Star Master, this is all an accident, please see if you can let our brothers out first. Although their wounds are not big, they are many, and the small and dense pain will also affect their work."

These words hit the target immediately. Although Bai Qianchun still wanted to watch the good show for a while, what she lacked most now was these free laborers. Injuries can be injured, and they will hurt themselves anyway, but they must not affect her work. live.

She waved her hand, and a ball of green light rushed towards the giant vine.

The fire element couldn't be burned, the wood element couldn't move, and the giant vine cage that imprisoned fifteen people fell apart on the spot like a limp green snake.

The few people who were holding it to avoid the attack of jujube tree thorns suddenly lost their support and fell down one after another.

It was alright for him to pull on all four sides, and he fell directly to the ground, so it was probably a mess. However, the little head that was pushed to the top was not so lucky, and he fell directly into the thorns of the jujube tree. Inside, I screamed in pain.

Seeing that even the branches could not stop his falling, Nonggui, who was lying on the ground with serious injuries and had no time to move, was about to be hit by a flying accident and vomited blood. A vine appeared out of the sky and crossed the back collar of his little head. Hang him among the thorns, leaves and dates.

The small open space on the little head's face, which was smaller than the others, was now covered with thin blood streaks. If the more serious thorns were pulled out, a small column of blood would fly out.

The little head, who was hurting everywhere on his face, realized something, immediately covered his face and burst into tears, "Oh, I'm disfigured. My face, which was not very good-looking in the first place, is completely ruined now. I can't get a wife, so I have to You will pay the single tax for the rest of your life."