Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1091 - 576: Be Prepared with Both Hands, Both Must Be Firm!_3

Chapter 1091: Chapter 576: Be Prepared with Both Hands, Both Must Be Firm!_3

Sean Knight’s offered wages were indeed a bit higher than what the Japanese had provided, which once again filled the locals with hope.

Maybe this was a good thing. Unable to protect their soil, but being able to earn a living by their ability to work wasn’t too bad.

"Dinner’s ready!" In the distance, a van drove up and stopped at the end of the field. Team members carried the dishes down from the car.

"Professor Nelson, let’s go, it’s time to eat," Sean Knight called out with a smile.

Professor Nelson was around fifty years old and had a face darkened by the sun, clearly someone who frequented the fields.

He was accompanied by five students, three men and two women, three from Xinjiang and two from other places.

At the dining area, the members delivering the food had already set up folding tables, with rice, Big Plate Chicken, Wide Noodles plus five other dishes, and a pot of soup.

There were also some Meat Rolls for the local people to eat.

The locals who had been working hesitated for a moment before they realized they were also provided with a lunch.

Some truly couldn’t believe it!

As they hesitantly approached and took the Meat Rolls, the locals suddenly erupted into cheers.

"It looks like they’re quite satisfied with you as a landlord," Professor Nelson said with a laugh, "Of course, I am too. To be able to eat Big Plate Chicken here, and for it to smell so authentic, you’ve really put in effort."

"It’s nothing," Sean Knight responded with a smile, "If I’m bringing these team members over, then of course I need to bring the cooking class too.

This is my third overseas base. Since the first base, I realized that solely eating local dishes, at least half of our team members aren’t used to it.

Anyway, some of the members can cook, so when recruiting, I just targeted those with culinary skills. I also enjoy hometown food, so I figure everyone else feels the same.

After all, we’re not here for just a day or two. Staying for several months, although we can’t always go back, at least being able to regularly eat hometown food is better than nothing."

He went on to say:

"Eat up, the ingredients are all local, pure free-range chicken. The recipe is from back home, so there shouldn’t be any problems. If you want to try some of the local specialties, that’s fine too, but they’re spicy—the locals really love spicy food."

A sweet-looking female intern gazed at Sean Knight with admiration:

"Mr. Knight, you really are a ’capitalist’ with a conscience!"

"No, don’t use that title, I can’t accept it," Sean Knight quickly waved his hand, "Although indeed I am, but I always feel that word has negative connotations."

At Sean Knight’s words, the girl’s face flushed red:

"I didn’t mean that..."

"I understand, I understand," Sean Knight replied with a smile, "Back home, we always talk about win-win situations. I think it’s suitable to apply in many areas.

Like these local villagers here, they sold their land years ago for various reasons and had to work to make a living.

Now they know how to farm, and I need skilled farmers, so both sides can cooperate. I need their effort, so I can offer them relatively better conditions. They earn their money, I earn mine, that’s a win-win."

"Well said!" Professor Nelson applauded, "If there were more people like you overseas, both our country’s image and that of the investors would see great improvements.

Earning money while doing something conscientious is always more acceptable to people than what those heartless capitalists do."

The other students also nodded in agreement.

Sean Knight just smiled and said nothing.

The local villagers eating in the distance probably shared the same sentiment.

After all, in the entirety of Brazil, with over 30 million acres of cultivated land and a population of over 200 million, there are still over 30 million people starving, with some only able to eat once a day!

Now that the employer provided a meat pie for lunch, and for free, how could they not be excited?

Sean Knight guessed that if he kept this up every day, perhaps after one month, if anyone tried to take his land away again, these locals would fight for him?

"By the way, Mr. Knight, what crops are you planning to plant?" Professor Nelson asked while eating.

"Food crops. Mostly food crops," Sean Knight had this planned from the start.

"Why don’t you plant cash crops that are easier to make money from?" asked the sweet-looking young girl, tilting her head up.

"Because right now, Russia and Ukraine are at war. The world’s granaries obviously can’t sell food overseas. An international food shortage is definitely coming.

I don’t know if cash crops will be profitable, but I’m sure food crops will be. Plus, it’s my first time farming such a vast area, so it’s better to play it safe. Cash crops are indeed profitable, but they’re too prone to plant diseases and insect pests, and too much trouble to care for."

"Mr. Knight is thinking long-term," the young girl complimented again.

Sean Knight smiled and said nothing. If it were someone else, they might get lost in the admiring gaze of a beautiful girl for a good five or eight seconds.

He was already immune.

After wiping his mouth, Professor Nelson asked:

"And after planting the food crops?"

"Sell them," Sean Knight was very candid, "Some will be shipped back domestically, some will be sold. After all, this isn’t Canada, so we’re unlikely to run into that kind of issue."

"What kind of issue?" The young girl asked curiously again.

Sean Knight glanced at Professor Nelson, who just smiled and remained silent.

He surely knew, but he didn’t say it.

Seeing the other students also looking on eagerly for information, Sean Knight felt compelled to explain:

"Canada also has vast land and a sparse population, with large areas of cultivable land in the northern part of North America. At one point, someone from back home went there to buy land and grow food, same as I am doing now.

Then Canada issued a direct order, banning food exports, regardless of whether it’s grown by locals or foreigners—

And just like that, the route was blocked.

You should know that the total amount of tradable food that circulates worldwide each year is no more than 600 million tons, while our country itself produces 600 million tons. The global supply wouldn’t even be enough for our domestic consumption. So it’s better to produce more—no harm in that."

With this explanation, everyone understood.

It turns out that things weren’t that simple!

After finishing their meal, the professor continued his investigation with the students, while a phone call from Lincoln Harrington at the courtyard summoned Sean Knight back.

It turned out that Dutt Rivera had called—The Land Auction was about to begin!