Lord Infrastructure Log

[The latest serialized article "Running a restaurant starts with collecting proficiency", please support me] A grassroots worker once traveled through time and received a parchment: "Please be in charge of Estan County. You will be the greatest master of this territory." In the huge and empty territory, there is a wheat field that has been burned out of wheat, plus a hundred serfs who are hungry and cold. Corinna had to sigh, "Did you agree to transfer me out of the grassroots position?" She lowered her head and wrote a line of slogans: Take root at the grassroots level, burn youth, never forget the original intention, and keep the mission in mind. While other slave owners were killing serfs: Corinna: "Killing is wrong. If everyone is dead, who will work for me? Go to the factory. You must believe that creating wealth for society is the best way to transform yourself." Others: "Oh, our lord is the most benevolent lord in the world." While other slave owners were harvesting grain and exploiting serfs: Corinna: "Luxury goods are on clearance sale with a 30% discount! Don't you have enough gold coins? It doesn't matter, we also provide a certain one-click debt payment and repay the money throughout your life, ensuring that you have worry-free shopping and never have a way out!" Others: "She was the most generous person in the world." When other slave owners were praying sincerely: Corinna: "The light cannon listened to my order and blew up the temple!" Others: "Oh, your lord is the most devout believer in the world." A few years later. White eagles screamed through the County of Estin, and caravans filled with luggage passed through the streets of County Estein. Camel bells rang throughout the streets, alarming the flags of the street shops. When the wind blows, countless gorgeous silks and satins rise, and the scent of food wafts to every corner of the street and to the noses of every pedestrian. Corinna, who was sitting among the piles of gold, couldn't help but burst into poetry: "How can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms without a bone-chilling cold?" Other slave owners: Terrified! Are you cold? It's obviously been us who are chilling to the bone all this time, but in exchange for you being so sweet! Food guide: 1. Infrastructure direction. 2. All technical information involved in the article was completed by Baidu and has no practical significance. ———————— Completed old books: "Mastery of Zombie Metaphysics", "The Number One Group Favorite" Other pre-received articles: "Acupuncture?" "The kind that's terrible", "The full-level substitute overturned while raising fish", "Raising a giant man in a period novel" Mission: The world is made possible by us together