Chapter 1591 Bao Daddy's home brew

In Tianji City, there are countless streets, and on each street, there are small buildings that are very sci-fi.

These small buildings represent families and inhabit countless descendants of soldiers.

At the beginning, Tianji City had just been established, and in order to multiply and prosper the economy, the city lord issued an edict that in the battle of the gods, the descendants of those with outstanding military achievements could own a piece of land and build their own residences.

These residences, on the street side, are naturally built as commercial and residential dual-purpose residences with upper and lower bunks, front shops and back factories.

With the passage of time, the population has increased, and the number of descendants of soldiers has far exceeded that of their ancestors.

The small building of Bao Senjun is an ancestral house with a front shop and a back factory, and the upper and lower bunks.

And Bao joined the army, himself a generation of residents of Tianji City, and he had already injured his soul origin because of the war, and he could never be completely repaired, so he was honorably discharged.

After receiving a large pension and the land, he built the house.

Even the two floors on his street side are used as storefronts, and business has always been good.

However, with the birth of his own descendants, generation after generation, although the business of the street shop is good, they all need to replace a body every hundreds of thousands of years.

For him, this is simply an unbearable burden.

In addition, the descendants have to cultivate and be strong, and life is even more stretched.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, a group of his descendants were in a hurry, and a swarm of bees was born, and now, it should be the time to replace the physical body.

If it is not replaced, this group of children and grandchildren will all die of old age.

And on the market, it is difficult to buy memory memory, and if these offspring die, they are really dead.

There is no such thing as memory memory, there is no new one, and there are still old ones.

For a long time, after the military has reproduced several generations, memory memory has become a top priority.

If you can't buy a memory memory, no matter how many babies you have, it doesn't make any sense.

As a result, under the huge market demand, a black market was naturally born in the entire Tianji City.

This black market, in which the main ones are sold, is memory memory of various specifications.

Moreover, it seems that it is never out of stock.

Countless family ancestors know what is going on.

That is the military boss, under the hint of the commander of Chennai, constantly selling a limited number of memory memories of soldiers who died in battle tens of millions of years ago.

It's a cruel thing, ordinary people

I don't know, but the ancestors of every family know where these memories come from.

The military department emptied the memory memory of a soldier who died in battle, which was equivalent to completely erasing the soul and memory of this soldier.

It is equivalent to saying that they did not completely die at the hands of the Protoss, but were completely annihilated by their own people.

Of course, none of the white gloves in the military department knew the real inside story.

The shipment was smuggled from other large bases, which confused the public.

But in fact, the real behind the scenes is the city lord Chennai.

Many retired ancestors of the army have guessed the truth of the matter.

But they have remained silent, and they do not even dare to publicize their speculations so that their future generations will know.

These generations of ancestors, when they had no family, had a lot of memories of military life and had deep feelings for the army.

Especially with the birth of these memory memories that had been emptied, they were angry at first.

I feel that the Kim family is too cruel, and Chennai is too vicious and ruthless.

However, once you have a family, you don't dare to go crazy casually.

In particular, they are very clear that this kind of memory memory is not new.

If you want to buy these memory memories for future generations, you must keep your mouth shut, and you must not talk nonsense.

Therefore, the memory memory of the black market has flowed into a family through the hands of the ancestors of the family generation, and others have no right to intervene at all.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was a fertility peak in the Bao family.

The Bao family simply can't do it, for each generation, for every descendant, to copy and store memories.

Not that much money.

Then only in each generation, choose those descendants with the strongest bloodline and the most powerful talent to store memories.

The black market trading of memory memory is a dark business that is faster than the loan shark, routine loan, and money that comes faster than the three hundred brothers.

It is also the city lord's mansion and the largest source of financial revenue.

Bao joined the army, and after retiring from the army, he has been committed to reproducing the family and strengthening the bloodline.

But he never thought that the remnants of the Tianji Clan would be sealed here for thousands of years.

And the speed of his offspring reproduction surprised him.

Even if he separates the largest batch, generations of descendants, from the family, there are still a large number of powerful descendants accumulated from generation to generation, and this small courtyard cannot be lived in at all.

A few years ago, with the help of the Divine Kingdom of the Extreme Emperor of the Protoss, he opened up a secret realm, which was fused with the second floor of the backyard.

This is the final solution to the posterity

Survival and Residency Issues.

However, condensing the secret realm of the Kingdom of God is another overwhelming amount of money.

At this time, he thought of usury, and on the spur of the moment, he mortgaged his small building and the secret realm to Jin 300, borrowed a large number of star coins, not only refined the secret realm of the kingdom of God, but even sealed the memories of his generations of talented and powerful descendants with memory memory.

But because of this, he was also in debt.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and he mobilized all his descendants to rack his brains to find ways to make money, but the income was only enough to maintain food and clothing, and a large amount of income was taken away by Jin 300.

But despite this, they still owe more and more debts, and they can't pay them off even if they kill them or sell them.

It is equivalent to saying that countless generations of descendants of the Bao family are working for Jin 300 and are surviving.

Kim 301 died, Bao joined the army family, the event was celebrated, and both men and women were drunk.

However, when a man dies, the debt is not rotten.

Jin 300 is just a white glove, and when he dies, he will get another one out.

So, the new white glove, Brother 301, was born and took over the business of Brother 300.

Isn't it just now, the 301st brother Jin Yang led people to come and check the accounts and arrears with him.

This guy is more ruthless than Jin Sanbai, and he is about to cut off the foundation of the Bao family.

Say that you already owe almost 100 billion in debt that you haven't paid back.

This time, I won't give you a rollover.

Within three days, there was no money to repay the debt, so he took away the small courtyard directly.

The Bao family's shop sells an old liquor with a very popular taste made from the family's ancient recipe.

But to say, if you take out 100 billion at a time, where does the Bao family have that money?

If not, the face is that after three days, they will be swept out of the house and the whole family will be on the streets.

At this time, Bao joined the army, squatting at the door of the store with his body slumped, his cloudy old eyes, dazed and desperate.

At this time, I saw a stunned boy, shaking from a distance.

Pacing back and forth around your own shop.

Then, I looked up at the five words "Bao Papa's Home Brew" hanging on the door of the store in a daze.

At this time when Bao joined the army, the old eye couldn't help but follow the movements of this stupid boy.

The more I look at this kid, the more strange it becomes.

This guy measures the area of his small building, and that's it.

In the end, on the outer wall, half of the rotten gold was cut off.

"Tsk......

Watching people come and go, business should be good!

Why don't you have the money to repair this old wall?"