"If luck isn't on your side, you might already be dead."
Sunday turned around and waved his hand again.
"Go back, it's getting late."
...
Without waiting to see Kulu's reaction, Sunday walked towards his small hut, his face away from the natives, already covered with a smile.
In fact, he never reported compensating the natives to Chen Zhou, mentioning only the use rights for producing brown sugar.
With so much sugarcane, the brown sugar produced was far more than Chen Zhou could consume alone.
Upon hearing Sunday's inquiry, Chen Zhou thought Sunday wanted to make some chocolate for himself, so he allocated twenty pounds of brown sugar to Sunday for his own use, unaware that Sunday planned to use the sugar to solve internal issues among the natives.
Having obtained a large batch of brown sugar, Sunday spent several days preparing, researching the best way to handle this matter.
