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After a long, fruitless search, the watermelon men returned to the front courtyard. One was injured, and watermelon juice leaked from the wound.
Immediately, Geng Zhiwei ordered a clerk to bandage the injured watermelon man. Beside him, Jia Quansheng said, "Brother, you're too cautious. They aren't even living."
Geng Zhiwei shot him a look. "Do you know what one of these costs? If not for you, would I be investing this much money?"
"Right, right," Jia Quansheng said with a fawning smile. "It's all because of me."
Jia Quansheng said the words, but bitterness rose in him. Geng Zhiwei acted like he was taking a loss, yet he had already taken Chubby Qin's ten Speckled-Snake Pills, and Yu Nan's cloth shop would end up his too.
In the end, he had sacrificed only one Rong Jin'an and bought a little over twenty watermelon men.
Jia Quansheng had met the Agrarian Cultivator before. Each watermelon man sold for just over twenty thousand. All the watermelon men that Geng Zhiwei bought would help him gain a cloth shop. How was this a loss?
Besides, these watermelon men could serve for a year, and if they were hurt, a splash of water would heal them. At that price for something so useful, how was Geng Zhiwei losing anything? Of course, Jia Quansheng kept all of this to himself and did not dare say it out loud.
The watermelon men...
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