[Item: Disposable Flamethrower]
[Item Description: An old flamethrower phased out by the military due to its unsuitability for space combat, but still highly effective in ground battles. Composed of a fuel tank assembly, fuel line, and flamethrower, with a total weight of 20kg, a length of 850mm, a maximum range of 100 meters, an effective range of 50 meters, a recoil of approximately 65kg, and a side sway of 15kg]
[Price: 107,000 Yuan]
Is this thing useful? Jiang Ye asked.
Depends on what you want it for. Isabella blinked. If you spray it on someone, it'll take about ten seconds, leaving only a black skeleton.
Jiang Ye was satisfied. The new stock this time was quite practical: communication tools and firearms.
After checking the newly unlocked items, he opened the chat channel.
As soon as he opened it, a large number of unread messages greeted him:
Boss Jiang, the profit share from selling eggs has been transferred to you, a total of 4,500 Yuan!
Benefactor, the profit share of 5,100 Yuan has been sent!
The money has been transferred, please check.
This chicken lays eggs so fast! Your money, a total of 4,800 Yuan, has been sent!
The farm workers Jiang Ye had hired were all starting to pay him.
After a quick tally, the two hundred hired workers had paid him varying amounts, but the differences were minor and within a reasonable range.
In just one day yesterday, these 200 hired workers had transferred a total profit of 980,000 Yuan to Jiang Ye!
The money from the citizens of Cao County was also transferred without fail, amounting to 427,000 Yuan.
The money from "Long-legged Special White" was even more astonishing, reaching 615,000 Yuan, surpassing the profit from the Cao County citizens. It was likely that her clothing printer was working day and night to produce clothes.
Who is "Long-legged Special White"? How white are her legs? Are they whiter than mine? Isabella asked, patting her own thigh.
I don't know, they're all quite white. Jiang Ye looked down at Isabella's legs and swallowed.
See, just from what others transferred to you yesterday, it was 2.02 million! Isabella seemed even happier than Jiang Ye. At this rate, the express center will be built in about a month. If you earn some more money through other means, it will be completed in less than a month!
Alright, alright, I can't guarantee a month, but I'll have the express center built for you within three months. Jiang Ye said.
As he spoke, he checked his personal account.
2,024,000 Yuan.
Night fell outside the window.
Jiang Ye leaned against his headboard, sitting in bed.
Isabella, wearing a white silk nightgown, sat beside him and reached out to massage his shoulders. The nightgown was made by the clothing printer, and the fabric was quite smooth.
I feel more comfortable, and the important matters are settled. Why don't you go back to your work? Jiang Ye turned to Isabella, saying he had delayed her for two days.
Isabella tilted her head and suddenly smiled. It's no delay; I don't have any other work for now. As long as you don't buy large items, I'll be idle. I plan to stay here to take care of you for a couple of days; you're in so much pain all over, you can't even take care of yourself.
Stay here? Jiang Ye was slightly surprised. Isn't that… not quite appropriate?
What's wrong? Isabella's tone was calm.
I'm afraid your husband will come here with an axe to chop me. Jiang Ye said seriously. You're married, and if you don't go back to sleep with your husband at night but stay here with me, it's not suitable.
We sleep in separate beds. And he doesn't care about me. Isabella's hand moved down, massaging Jiang Ye's arm muscles with a very gentle touch.
Huh? Jiang Ye felt something was amiss.
Isabella's movements suddenly stopped.
Two arms reached around Jiang Ye's waist and hugged him tightly.
Jiang Ye's eyes widened. He turned his head, and Isabella's face was buried in his neck, hugging him tightly.
He was sure this was no longer a friendship.
Don't, Jiang Ye struggled slightly. It's not good.
This is the first time I've hugged a man. Isabella whispered in his ear. I want to hug you, please.
Jiang Ye's face flushed red all the way to his ears, and he stammered, How, how is that possible? Don't you hug your husband?
My husband is a religious person. I get sad whenever I talk about it. Isabella suddenly started crying, rubbing her tears onto Jiang Ye's shoulder.
He believes the human body is dirty and blasphemes the soul. He doesn't let me touch him. Even just holding his hand, he would scold me, then go wash his hands with soap, washing them three times repeatedly. When we first got married, I would get into bed early to wait for him, but he would get into bed with his clothes on, far away from me, and fall asleep. For several consecutive nights, he was like this. I couldn't help myself, and that night I leaned over to hug him. He woke up startled, roughly flung my hand away, and loudly asked me what I was doing.
Then I learned about his damned theories. He advised me not to think about touching him because such behavior was extremely disgusting.
I didn't believe him at first. I thought if I seduced him a little, he would surely give in. But unexpectedly, he picked up a broom and beat me, scolding me until I cried for two hours, calling me disgusting, vulgar, and dirty. After that, he placed a broom on the bed, right in the middle. He warned me that we would sleep on opposite sides and that I was forbidden to cross the broom. Sometimes, if I accidentally crossed it even a little, he would yell at me.
Every night when I went into the bedroom and turned on the light, seeing that broom on the bed, do you know how I felt? I was trembling with anger, I felt so humiliated. I was being driven crazy by that broom; it was the greatest insult to me. I had no dignity at all. I would have preferred him to be an abusive husband who beat me every day. But in reality, he was usually polite to me, yet he used the broom to humiliate me severely.
The most excessive thing was that when we slept in the same bed, he required me to wear clothes, thick cotton pajamas, not exposing any skin except my face and hands. He himself was the same, getting into bed wearing thick clothes. Furthermore, after dinner, he would force me to take a bath, making me use soap to wash my entire body. Every time I came out after washing, he would make me stand at the bathroom door, completely undressed, and stare at me intently before saying, "Wash again." So I could only go back and wash again. He would only nod with a very reluctant expression after I washed at least three times.
Later, I asked him, "If you don't touch me, how will you have children?" He said we could do IVF. I was furious at that moment and said, "Go to hell! Let's not live together anymore; let's live separately." He actually nodded calmly. From then on, we lived separately.
Isabella started sobbing, crying very sadly.
Jiang Ye reached out and hugged her, not knowing what to say to comfort her. This kind of bizarre situation was a first for him. If her husband had such issues, why did they get married? And Isabella, why didn't she divorce him?
He was very curious about the reason, but he couldn't ask for now. Isabella was crying very loudly, her tears all over his neck.
Finally, her crying gradually subsided.
Don't be sad. Your husband has a mental problem. You are not dirty; you are clean and beautiful, you are a crowd-pleaser. Jiang Ye patted her back. Sleep here with me. There's no broom, no need to wash, you can lie however you want.
Thank you. Isabella sobbed, her voice small, like a pitiful little kitten.
After she finished crying, she lay down and soon fell asleep, curled up into a small ball, hugging the quilt tightly.
Jiang Ye lay down beside her, sighed, and closed his eyes to sleep.
The next day at noon, Isabella finally left by spaceship.
Before leaving, she left a blueprint for the road network required for the express center. Jiang Ye would need to purchase a road printing vehicle first to build all the roads.
The price of the road printing vehicle was five million, and he only had 4,125,000 Yuan in his account.
Jiang Ye's body had also recovered for the most part; at least he could move freely. However, running still caused pain all over, so he could only walk slowly.
If he could move, he had to work.
Jiang Ye slowly walked out of the base vehicle and headed towards the dock.
The dock was filled with pearl oysters, so many that they almost overflowed.