Chapter 1832 - 1831: Plotting?

Ding Lan wanted to stop the shopkeeper, but was stopped by Qin Feng.

Qin Feng shrugged and said, "Don’t be so stingy! If you’re not willing to spend money, how can people risk their lives for you? Just relying on empty promises and oppression will only make the company... uh, slowly make them develop a rebellious mentality..."

"But these twenty full tables require a lot of money. Calculating at five hundred Spirit Stones per table, twenty tables are ten thousand Spirit Stones!" Ding Lan said.

"Uh..."

Qin Feng paused for a moment, "Only ten thousand Spirit Stones? I thought each table would cost ten thousand. Then let’s set up ten more tables..."

Ding Lan hurriedly stopped him, speechless.

Soon.

All the dishes on the twenty tables were fully served.

Each table had fifteen dishes: eight meat, five vegetarian, two soups, plus over ten jars of fine wine.

Seeing the table full of dishes, everyone’s eyes widened, and their tongues almost dropped out.

Some even felt the urge to shed tears.

Having been here for so long.

Only when first arriving was everything new, after enjoying a good meal, then learning that everything here required enormous expenses, they never dared to eat meat again.

The drinking earlier was lively, but each table only had one plate of peanuts.

Now, seeing the delicious roast suckling pig, it felt like returning to the warmth of a mother’s embrace.

"Delicious, really too delicious..."

Green Corpse was already devouring the roast suckling pig.

The others were also grabbing food, eating heartily.

Including Jiu Jie.

Qin Feng glanced at Jiu Jie, seeing him also biting into a duck leg, secretly kicked him and signaled with his eyes.

"Oh, I know."

Jiu Jie, while gnawing on the duck leg, picked up his wine cup and said, "Brother Feng, thank you for the invitation, I’ll drink first as a sign of respect!"

"..."

Qin Feng really wanted to kick him up to Ninth Layer Heaven.

He signaled again, glancing around at everyone.

Jiu Jie still didn’t understand.

Ding Lan had already realized Qin Feng’s intention and whispered a few words in Jiu Jie’s ear.

Only then did Jiu Jie understand, refilled his cup, and said to everyone present, "Everyone, please quiet down!!"

Everyone turned to look at him.

Jiu Jie continued, "Today, we can gather here happily, eat meat, drink wine heartily, and be as close as family, such happiness, shouldn’t we thank someone?"

"Oh??" Everyone was puzzled.

Jiu Jie went on, "Naturally, it’s thanks to our Brother Feng!!"

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly realized and eagerly filled their cups, loudly saying to Qin Feng, "Thank you, Lord Qin! We toast you!!"

"No need to be so polite."

Qin Feng casually raised his cup, taking only a light sip before putting it down.

Everyone else gulped down their drinks completely!

Sitting back down, they continued to drink and chat cheerfully.

Jiu Jie pouted at Qin Feng beside him and said, "Brother Feng, what’s the deal? I led everyone to drink, all the way to the last drop, but you only sipped? This isn’t giving everyone face!"

Qin Feng gave him a disdainful look: "Have you ever seen a leader drink all the way with subordinates?"

"..."

Jiu Jie scratched his head, still confused.

Qin Feng knew he had spent years in Hidden World without understanding this, and the less he acted like them, the more respectful they’d be. Otherwise, being overly polite would eventually lead to losing authority.

"Then why make them toast?"

Jiu Jie asked again.

Qin Feng couldn’t be bothered answering the idiot.

By having them toast, they understand who provided this feast, otherwise, the meal loses meaning.

Beside him, Ding Lan asked Qin Feng, "By doing this...will they absolutely follow your words?"

"How is that possible?"

Qin Feng wasn’t naive enough to think that after a beating and a good meal, they’d completely follow him.

"Then isn’t this all for nothing?"

Ding Lan asked.

"It’s just a gradual process, step by step. Roads are walked one step at a time, meals eaten one bite at a time, slowly is the way to do it, nothing happens overnight." Qin Feng raised his cup and said, "Let’s drink and take a break, then... make money."

"Make money??"

Ding Lan was puzzled, then said, "We currently have ten million Spirit Stones left, originally intended for marking purposes. Just heard them say, a Taiji Spaceship costs five million per person, with this ten million we can only send two, it’s time to make money..."

After the drink was finished.

Jiu Jie went to sleep, dead tired.

Ding Lan and Shuang’er went back to their room, calculated carefully, and realized making money was difficult.

According to what Green Corpse and Kuang Long said earlier, collected one Poison Needle earns a hundred Spirit Stones, and they need ten million Spirit Stones for four people to take the Taiji Spaceship.

That means collecting one hundred thousand Poison Needles.

Killing one Big Poison Bee drops ten Poison Needles, which means killing ten thousand Bees to earn enough Spirit Stones.

At first arrival, they dealt with the Big Poison Bee.

Killing one indeed required considerable effort, if using a Magic Artifact, that’s even worse, as they’re expensive.

"Taiji Spaceship comes every seven days, with our strength, afraid we can’t earn that much in seven days." Shuang’er worriedly counted on her fingers.

Ding Lan was also troubled, "Not to mention seven days, even earning enough in one month would be good."

"Should we talk to Qin Feng? See what solution he might have." Shuang’er suggested.

Ding Lan pondered for a moment, it was the only option.

Currently, only Qin Feng gave them a tinge of reassurance.

As the two headed to Qin Feng’s room, passing by another room, they suddenly heard a group inside plotting something.

"What?!"

Ding Lan leaned against the door for a long time, was shocked in her heart, "They’re plotting against Qin Feng! Wanting to lure him outside, then using the Big Poison Bee to take Qin Feng down!"

"We should tell him quickly!" Shuang’er said.

The two rushed to Qin Feng’s room, pushed the door open and shouted, "Qin Feng, it’s bad!!"

Unexpectedly.

Just finished speaking, the two saw Green Corpse and Kuang Long in Qin Feng’s room, laughing and chatting, seeming to have a good relationship.

"In such a hurry, what’s the matter?"

Qin Feng smiled and asked.

"I wonder if the two sisters have something to do with Lord Qin? Hehehe..."

Green Corpse and Kuang Long gave a knowing smile understood by all men.

"Impossible, I think we should go outside for serious work! See how to deal with Big Poison Bees." Qin Feng said with a smile.

About to go out, Ding Lan seeing this became anxious, quickly said, "No!!"

"Oh? What’s wrong? "

Qin Feng didn’t understand.

Ding Lan was anxious, if she told him they were plotting against Qin Feng, she feared it would alarm them and lead to a complete fallout.

Clenching her teeth.

Ding Lan directly leaned on Qin Fenghua, then said to Green Corpse and Kuang Long, "Please go out first, the two of us sisters really have some serious business with Young Master Qin..."