Chapter 164： Convention (1/2)

She wears a large-sleeved ceremonial robe and a hairpin crown shaped like a phoenix bird, just like an ancient beauty walked out of calligraphy and painting.

Jiang Ziwei took a step forward and said loudly, ”Today, my Jiang family has something to announce.”

In the crowd, Jiang Zhengyang clenched his fists, his eyebrows drooped, and the cold eyes that no one could see scratched the ground.

Is this day coming after all?

My hard work, my performance, my excellence, can you all sit back and ignore it, just because I, Jiang Zhengyang, is a mutant rather than an evolutionary?

Jiang Zhengyang's hand took out a black communicator from his pocket. At this time, another pair of thick palms were pressed on his shoulders, ”Young master, move forward, and then it is the best strategy.”

Jiang Zhengyang and Song Ye looked at each other for a long time, and finally put down the communicator, revealing a bitter smile, ”I am reckless.”

Song Ye hid his hands in his wide sleeves, ”Look down.”

At this time, Jiang Zihua retreated behind Jiang Nv. Jiang Nv smiled slightly and showed her manners. ”The young girl, Jiang Mingzhu, officially announced here today that Jiang’s family will provide unlimited corn and powdered meat to Xiacheng from now on. The price is. ...One circulation point, per catty.”

Yep?

Jiang Zhengyang was taken aback for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly. Although he still hadn't been notified, at least he was not going to announce what he was worried about. There was still a chance.

There was sparse applause from everyone present,

”President Jiang Renyi!”

”God has the virtue of living well.”

Is it such a solemn announcement of the trivial things like selling rat meat and corn that can’t feed people?

Lao Tzu's house is also selling, there is a notice to help the poor!

But the person who really thought of the deeper meaning took a breath.

Is this a big deal? Not big, but too big!

Aside from the Shangcheng District and the outer city, 90% of the poor in Mingguang are gathered in the narrow and cramped alleys of Xiacheng District. It can be said that since the dawn of Mingguang, the millions of mouths in Xiacheng have not really eaten enough. .

Take the occurrence committee as an example. The tax collected every year is like a surging river, and most of it is invested in the construction of the Xiacheng District and the New Dawn Project. Even so, it is not worthwhile to find an alley in Xiacheng District and starve to death every day. All the fuss.

Unlimited supply of corn and mouse meat? The Jiang family has a big tone!

They want to feed tens of millions of people with the power of a clan?

It's really slippery in the world.

But... if the Jiang family really does this, there is no need for unlimited supply, as long as half of the people's appetite can be satisfied every day, within two months, the Jiang family will definitely give birth to thousands of families.

It’s hard to stop people from suspecting that Jiang’s family and the Development Committee have come together. Otherwise, who would do such a thankless business?

”Wow.”

”boom!”

At this moment, the huge citrine French windows of the villa shattered, and a wooden pile with a diameter of at least ten meters and a height of fifteen meters smashed the wall and got stuck in it.

Through the broken window, you can see that several such huge wooden piles all fell from the sky, and with a heavy wind, they directly smashed the main building of the Jiang family's old house.

”Kill!!”

The top of the wooden stake stuck in the wall of the window suddenly burst, and dozens of black-clothed men armed with sharp blades, source crystal short cannons and other weapons swarmed out.

”Click.”

A source crystal barrel with the thickness of an adult's arm rang softly, spouting a string of flames, and the ground in the center of the villa exploded, and the blast blew the crowd into a gourd.

Jiang Zhengyang was also among them, and it just so happened that a black communicator was thrown out of his pocket.