Many of the people in power in the fortress have been discussing it to their own people.
The 10% profit may not seem much, but originally, after removing labour and transportation costs, the profit was only 80% of the estimated profit.
The profit would have been 80% of the estimated profit, and after taking out 10% for the black bull, the total would have been 70%.
But when they thought that if they did not give the seedlings, they would not be able to earn at all.
“Black Bull Village Master, we at the Iron Family Village agree.”
“We also agree.”
Good, then everyone, let the people go and move the night vine gra*s now.
With a big wave of the bald and strong man’s hand, the chiefs of each fortress directed their own villagers to carry the seedlings of the night vine gra*s.
Black Bull, on the other hand, led the lords of a dozen fortresses to head outside in the night.
“Black Bull Walled Master, where are you taking us now?”
A man followed behind the bald, strong man and asked the other.
“To the Black Dove’s garrison to find their superior.”
“What!”
At once, the dozen or so fortress masters who were still following behind them stopped in their tracks.
With a wary look on their faces, they looked at the bald, strong man at the front.
“What are you all standing around for, you won’t have their cover if you don’t go to the black, when the time comes in case someone finds out that Lin Mo can spare you?”
The bald strong man looked at the timid and fearful group of people behind him and cursed.
“I have long communicated with the current commanding officer of the Black Dove, Lord Wen Qi, he will support us.”
Although the bald and strong man’s a*surance was full of a confident look.
But thinking of the fortress that was slaughtered the other day and the sounds of the wailing that washed over it ……
“Are you going or not, if not, just get lost, this business is not for you.”
Looking at the bald strong man who turned around and was about to move on, a dozen fortress owners looked at each other and gritted their teeth.
“We’ll go!”
In the tent of the Black Dove command post under the Duan family fortress.
Wen Qiang was sitting at the top carefully watching the various intelligence sent by his men.
The reason he hadn’t led Black Hatchet’s men back was because he was worried about that newly established organisation, the Flying Armour.
According to the latest news now, Zhao Nan Yue had been seriously injured by Yu Hua Ti An.
Wen Qiang pondered for a while that there must be someone behind this who was pushing the envelope again.
As for Zhao Nan Yue’s words about being seriously injured and having only one breath left and so on.
Wen Qiang didn’t even care, whoever believed this was a fool.
“Commander Wen Qiang, there are people outside looking for you, led by a bald and strong man called Black Bull.”
A member of Black Hatchet lifted the curtain and walked in to report to Wen Qiang.
Wen Qiang slowly put down the phone in his hand and recalled it quickly inwardly.
Two days ago this fortress master called Black Bull suddenly ran over.
He came up and shouted something like I want to see your supreme leader.
He was almost shot by the Black Hatchet soldiers directly.
In the end, it was fortunate that Wen Qiang had just come over to see him and stopped the Black Hatchet soldiers.
The strong man came up and said that he wanted to plant the night vine and hoped that Wen Qiang could help.
He also said that if Wen Qiang was willing to help, they would be willing to give up 40% of the profit.
Wen Qiang knew how profitable the night vine was, so when he heard him say 40%, he was slightly moved.
But in the end, Wen Qiang refused the bald man.
Even if it was only one person, even 40% of the profit would not catch Wen Qiang’s eye.
So the bald man said that he would go back and get someone to join him.
Now it seemed that he had got people to come.
“Let them in.”
“Yes.”
Soon, the bald strong man walked in with a dozen fortress lords.
“Commander Wen Qiang, these are our good hands who planted the night vine gra*s before, and we have united a dozen of them, so I don’t doubt if we can get you to come.”
The bald strong man looked respectfully at Wen Qiang and pointed to the somewhat worried dozen fortress lords behind him.
“Forty percent of the profit, the members of Black Hatchet will surround your fortress, I don’t care what you do as far as I’m concerned.”