In This Life, I Only Push Joan of Arc

A few days later, the group of people who were robbing food also came.

After solving it, what should I do?

Join the army or go out to develop, or elope with a girl?

A lot of thoughts appeared in Luo An's mind, so he didn't know how to choose.

A few days later, the Bokendi came.

They were already looking forward to the food delivered to their mouths, and Jacques and the others also raised their hearts to their throats, wondering if the delicious food could replace the insufficient amount.

In this way, under the command of a group of soldiers, Jacques and the others took the prepared bread and the stomach-warming porridge to these people.

The group of Bokendi people were a little angry at first, and could even be said to be very dissatisfied, but after tasting the food to them soon, their expressions obviously softened a lot.

Although they were still a little angry, the group of Jacques kept saying that the food was not enough, and with their low-pitched appearance, the Bokendi people beat them a few times in annoyance, and then left.

The ending is always good.

The rest is after the solution.

Food was popular in Europe later on. In fact, just now, the village can send people out to develop the economy.

Although Luo An doesn't know how to do business, he still knows how to do it.

"Uncle Jacques, do any of you know how to trade? For example, about business?"

He is now thirteen years old, perhaps because of the physique of Europeans, and his height is not bad.

"Talking about business?"

Jacques looked at him strangely,

"What do you do with this?"

"Of course it is to go out and trade! Is it possible that the village has always been self-sufficient? Those people come once, and naturally there will be a second time. The village's economy must be developed. Now everyone can make delicious food. In fact, it can be developed through this. For those who trade, exchange craftsmanship for money, show each other the various special breads we make, and then sell them easily."

Jacques touched his chin,

"The brat has a good head, but will anyone buy it?"

"So I need someone who can negotiate, so it's convenient—"

When the words were normal, Luo An simply didn't bother to say anything,

"Forget it, just say whoever can negotiate and understand business. He should understand what I mean."

Snapped!

As soon as he finished speaking, he was punched by Uncle Jacques.

"The tone of your little lord is really unaccustomed, and this kind of tone that makes adults take it for granted."

The latter covered his head,

"I'm just providing a solution! It's up to you to solve the problem!"

But seeing that he had a way, the people around him relaxed somewhat.

"I remember that Philos guy was a slick tongue. I'll ask him when the time comes."

Only Darke's hand tightened a little unconsciously.

as prophesied...

That night

Now the crisis in the village of Donremi has been temporarily resolved, at least it has been a good time recently.

In fact, Luo An thinks that if the economic development is not wrong, and the use of craftsmanship and technology to make money, the village should be able to become rich and become a food village or something.

In this case, in fact, there is no need to rush to the battlefield, right?Wouldn't it be nice to just stay here and enjoy it all?

Speaking of which, that guy has soared so fast recently, he was still a

She looked like a little girl with a flat chest. Now Luo Ang can clearly see the outline of the other party's figure, and he even thinks that it won't take long for the other party to become an S-shaped figure.

Just when he was still thinking about these things, his eyes were covered,

"Guess who I am?"

"Jean, this trick of yours has no meaning at all."

Luo An immediately answered.

Not to mention the sound, he could smell the unique fragrance of Joan of Arc alone, plus the little hand he touched countless times.

Unlike Loon, Jean Dalke occasionally plays with the children in the village.

After all, Luo An's heart is still a little mature. He is not very good at dealing with children, so he simply does not participate in these.

Speaking of which, I saw this guy playing racket some time ago. In fact, in Europe, we still don't know the modern way of playing tennis.Teach them tomorrow?

Lest this guy just play some three-year-old entertainment.

Seeing that Lon didn't have the idea of ​​playing such a childish game, Dalke patted his butt, then sat beside him,

"Lon is always with Dad and the others recently, and they rarely have time to play with me."