[Crop name: cotton]

[Crop description: Can produce cotton, a good plant fiber used for clothing.]

[Durability: 85/85]

[Growth time: 8 days]

[Characteristics: Harvestable, limited lifespan]

[Fertility requirement: 70%]

[Fertility sensitivity: 100%]

[Maximum growth temperature: 58 degrees Celsius]

[Minimum growth temperature: 0 degrees Celsius]

[Lifespan: 64 days]

[Harvest output: 12]

[Flammability: 64%]

[Aesthetics: 1]

Just one night later, a large green cotton seedling had already emerged from the ground, bathing in the autumn rain with vitality, absorbing the abundant moisture, and swaying oilily in the breeze.

The attribute of aesthetics is something that has not appeared in other crops. So far, I have only seen it on floors, wall decorations, statues and handicrafts. But after it became large-scale, the large cotton field in the pasture really brought me

You don’t need to be a master to enjoy the beauty.

Maybe... cotton is also a flower, right?

"Boss Marcus, why do you plant so much cotton?" Gray rubbed his eyes and admired the beautiful scenery together, seeming to be a little dissatisfied with my behavior of skipping class.

"Of course farming is for production." I said casually.

"Then why cotton?" Gray continued to inquire. Compared with the cotton grown continuously, the food crops living in a corner are indeed a bit miserable.

I looked at the drizzle falling, turned around and asked him: "Tell me, why do people in Ore Town panic when there is a shortage of supplies?"

Gray, who had been studying all night, was still mentally slow.

"Mainly because of the small manpower and small area, products that can be produced by ourselves are quite scarce. People can't buy what they want, so naturally they are dissatisfied."

I waved my hand: "No, think about it again. When you were the chief of the Cedar Clan, why did the primitive tribes on such a remote planet lack everything?"

Gray thought again and said with a wry smile: "Boss, this is because you don't know something. Although the Cedar Clan looks okay, in fact they are seriously lacking in food, medicine, and clothing, and only non-gunpowder weapons are sufficient. So they

When I am short of something, I will go down the mountain to grab it..."

I patted the door frame: "That's it! Think about it again, what is the biggest difference between us and them?"

Gray frowned and hesitated: "Is it a robbery down the mountain? How can we do such a thing..."

Gray was half right.

He has realized that the core of the Shanshu Clan's development as a local power lies in the continuous replenishment of force. Often the tribe members who have just come of age will be sent out to rob. It doesn't matter even if an outsider serves as the chief. The most important thing is this core competitiveness.

Need something? Just grab it.

Although they face similar problems, Ore Town is in a different environment than they are, so the methods of dealing with it are naturally different, and they will not form a Thomas the Tank Engine fleet to take Elaine with them just because they have a mountain to rely on.

Grandma, old Sebala, and old man Mucci went out to try to make a fortune.

The same situation cannot be ignored here, especially when the wealth produced in a place is relatively constant, the profit-seeking nature of capital will come into play, forming powerful economic groups to dump goods in order to extract economic profits from disadvantaged areas.

Especially when there is a scissor gap between industry and agriculture, this kind of exploitation will turn into naked plunder, even at the expense of destroying the economic pillars of other regions in order to obtain absolute monopoly and profits.

Money? Bring it to you!

In the face of these black-hearted businessmen in the Federation who started their business, it is impossible for the many isolated islands such as Ore Town to prevent their effective economic defense system from resisting this repressive behavior.

As time goes by, even if there are people in the town like Sebala and Boss Dick who continue to produce goods, they will not be able to achieve large-scale operations and will eventually die without successors. This irregular overseas trade blockade is likely to be a

A policy that attacks hidden opponents and promotes economic depression.

This market has been abnormal for a long time, and someone should make some changes.

"Gray, don't underestimate this cotton."

I had a lot of thoughts, which finally turned into one sentence, "Sometimes, sheep can eat people..."

The little lamb huddled in the corner came out shakily and made a weak "baa" sound at the door.

Gray laughed loudly: "How can a sheep eat a human?"

I picked up the lamb, which was getting fatter and fatter as it ate, and stared into its moist and timid eyes. "Of course it's not the sheep that eats people, but the human heart. The federal policy this time is sudden, but it is definitely not a sudden thought. There must be something."

Set up a detailed follow-up plan.”

Gray thought thoughtfully: "So...you guessed the plan?"

"I have already asked Boss Dart to find out the most scarce supplies recently."

I walked slowly with the little lamb in my arms, "There can be no problems with these things on the production side. They must have been hoarded and prepared to be released as ammunition. If we want to fight back, we must engage in a so-called business war. A real business war."

It can be to blow the opponent's head with a hammer, or it can be to completely fail their plan to make money..."

The more Gray listened, the more confused he became, and he simply gave up thinking: "I don't really understand, but what you said should make sense, boss. I listen to you. What should we do next? Whose head should we blow?"

I threw a 1,420-page book into his hands.

"If you can't stop the chandelier, how can knocking your head on your head help? Hurry up and read a book. I have said so much. You should understand the truth of studying for the rise of the pasture!"

Gray looked sad: "Boss, then you don't have to read it?"

I pointed at the two little cubs running towards me holding an umbrella in the distance, "I still want to educate the sun at seven or eight o'clock in the morning, so you just have to hold on."

…………

"Teacher Marcus, why did our desks get new ones?"

The little boy sat in his seat curiously, turning his head to look at Mei, who was very far away.

Old Man Mucci’s granddaughter was particularly well-behaved: “But this table is more comfortable than the previous one!”

Of course it’s comfortable for the kids.

These are two temporary wooden basic research desks that I built, equipped with high-standard comfortable dining chairs. They are not on the same level as the desks and desks that I put together before.

"Teacher, what's the class today?"

Mei raised her hand and began to inquire curiously, "Does Brother Gray also have classes here?"

Gray covered his ears tightly and quickly read another line of the book and muttered something, as if he was afraid that the line would be lost from the paper.

I shook my head and said, "Gray is a correspondence university, which is different from the elementary school undergraduate courses you study. Today we have a plant class to teach you how to identify and plant common trees in the ecosystem."

"Wow! This class sounds like fun!"

"Of course, you can feel free to ask questions if you don't understand anything."

After saying that, I placed a crooked device that looked like a giant mutton demon tied up between two reinforced desks.

"This is today's 'teaching multimedia', let's start class."

[Okay, Mr. Marcus. Now I will start to explain the "Basic Tree Planting Course", which mainly includes horn trees, giant cactus, poplar trees, pine trees, maples, cypress trees, teak trees and other types...]

"Oh! So awesome!"

Yu and Mei heard the sound coming from the broken metal and could answer my questions, so they immediately clapped with their little hands!

Well, this is just a normal teaching multimedia, definitely not something weird. Although our Yucai Wenwu Primary School in Ore Town is broken, we still cannot lose to those in the city in terms of teaching equipment.

I am simply a genius. I was able to discover this ability of Sharon Shiraishi, and I directly found a general teacher and text book teacher for my two children who was knowledgeable!

If the little kids can learn the things in its database, the two children will be the top students in the child prodigy class at least, the kind who can mine Bitcoin with a pen, and they will have a future as personal graphics cards after graduation——

At least it is better than being Liu Bei's boss, Lu Bu's adoptive father, a troll who confronts Zhuge Liang, and Soochow's naval commander, these high-risk professions.

My adaptability is a little disadvantaged compared to Guan Zhongleyi, at least I am at the level of Tai Gongwang... I am ready to hook directly, how to get to the Weishui River?

"Marcus, you are indeed here!"

A pleasant voice sounded, and with brisk footsteps, Lin had already walked to the warehouse door holding an umbrella.

I saw Lin hurriedly holding a basket in her hand, and said quickly: "What's wrong? Are you going up the mountain to pick mushrooms? Remember not to pick red mushrooms with white spots, because those things will grow bigger if you eat them...

"

Lin glanced at me and took out an amazing amount of cheesecake and cookies from a basket covered with waterproof tarpaulin, as well as a large jug of pineapple juice.

"This is a snack I baked myself. I saw you didn't come for breakfast, so I dropped by to deliver it."

Yu and Mei ran down from the reinforced desks and greeted Lin one after another.

"Wow, you two are here too! Come and eat!"

Lin skillfully distributed the snacks, and then said to me in a tactful tone, "Marcus, you better not come to the pub for the next two days. I will bring you whatever you need. Dad seems to be very angry..."

I just took a bite of the cake and was stunned for a moment.

I was careless. I stole the antenna and lost my long-term meal ticket. Fortunately, I have Lin, a little angel. I am really lucky...
To be continued...