"Colorful Color"

"With this magical weapon, the Qin Dynasty will never have to worry about food again."

The news that 15 acres of land were cultivated today soon spread among the people.

Many remnants of the six kingdoms began to take action.

At this time, the spies from Yan and Qi were discussing secretly.

The two sides have recently been interested in forming an alliance, so the spies from both sides are acting together.

"Is this true or false? How could there be such an exaggerated amount?" asked the spy from Yan State.

"The Qin people must be trying to confuse us. How can we cultivate 15 acres of land in one day?" The Qi spy said with disdain, "Only you Yan people would believe the Qin people."

"Why are you insulting me?"

"Hmph..." The Qi spy snorted coldly, "If you are not convinced, continue to inquire. I am interested in the legendary immortal."

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Seeing that he really had a solution, the spy from Yan suppressed his anger and whispered, "You mean..."

"Yes, listen to me..."

After the two men had conspired in low voices, they each sent messages to their own troops.

Xiang Yu was busy all day. Because he was still a wanted criminal, the wasteland he reclaimed was a place where few people went.

He came back exhausted and saw his uncle sitting at the table, looking at him seriously.

"What did you do today? You didn't come back all day?" Xiang Liang became even angrier when he saw how disheveled he was.

"Uncle...I made a bet with someone today, so I came back a little late."

"Bet?" Xiang Liang immediately realized something was wrong. "Have you exposed your identity?"

"Uncle, don't worry. The person I'm betting with is a weak scholar from a wealthy family. If I win the bet, I can get the cultivated land."

Xiang Liang couldn't help but think about the pros and cons.

They are wanted criminals who fled here. During this period, the Qin people implemented a real-name system for land, and those who do not have land are more likely to be noticed by officials.

If the land was obtained through a bet, they could then find a way to make the land their own, and they would be able to temporarily settle down in this border area.

It's a good opportunity to see what the recent legendary immortal is all about.

"In that case, just go ahead and do it, my son." Xiang Liang also compromised.

"What are you two talking about? Come and eat. It has been reheated several times." Xiang Bo walked in with dinner and placed it directly on the kang table.

"Your legs can't stand the cold now. I'll go add some more firewood to the kang." Xiang Bo said as he walked out.

Xiang Liang paused holding the bowl and chopsticks, thinking of his legs. If Xiang Yu hadn't held down the table, Xiang Liang would have almost overturned it.

"Damn it! It's all that tyrant's fault. If he hadn't suddenly ordered the elimination of the nobles of the six countries, how could I have broken my leg while escaping!"

As he said this, Xiang Liang pounded the kang hard.

"And this kang is the Qin people's conspiracy. How can people go to work in the fields when it is so warm?"

Xiang Yu listened to his uncle muttering and started eating with his bowl. If it were any other time, he would have waited a little longer, but today he got up early and worked late to cultivate three acres of land!

Even a cow would be exhausted, let alone him.

When Xiang Bo came in, he looked like a loving father and a filial son.

I couldn't help but smile. My family didn't have a kang before, so we just lived like this in previous years.

When they fled to Shangjun, they found that every household here had a kang, and the ready-made houses they bought naturally had a kang.

Not until he slept on the kang did he truly feel what it meant to be alive.

If people always have enough food and clothing and are not afraid of the cold, who would be willing to hang their head on the belt and work to restore the country?

However, Xiang Bo didn't dare say this in front of the uncle and nephew.

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The three-day deadline agreed upon by Xiang Yu and Prince Fusu arrived in a flash. When both sides showed their results, the result surprised Xiang Yu.

Fifty acres!

He asked farmers and learned that a normal person would only cultivate one acre of land a day at most.

He could plant three acres a day! But even so, he still lost?

Xiang Yu opened his eyes wide, looking in disbelief at the fields that were originally barren but were now fully planted with seeds.

He muttered to himself, "How...how is this possible? Within three days, fifty acres of wasteland turned into fertile fields. Am I dreaming?"

There was a storm in his heart and his thoughts were in a mess.

"How on earth did you do it? Let alone fifty acres, even ten acres would be extremely difficult to grow in just three days!"

"Could it be that you really have divine help?"

Prince Fusu smiled and said, "Of course I used tools. Our bet didn't say that we can't use tools, right?"

"Tools? What kind of tools can cultivate fifty acres in three days?" Xiang Yu looked at him suspiciously.

How on earth did they do this? Is there some kind of sorcery?

"No matter how I do it, just tell me whether I have done it or not." Prince Fusu did not answer but asked, "Does the warrior want to deny his debt?"

"I, Xiang Ji, accept defeat." Xiang Yu could not stand the provocation, but he was also a man of his words. He admitted it cleanly and neatly, and then continued: "You said before that after you win, I must bet with you again. What is the bet?"

Prince Fusu smiled slightly, his eyes as gentle as jade, as if he had already expected Xiang Yu to lose: "This warrior is very strong, I'm afraid he can lift a tripod."

"How about this time, we make a bet. Within three days, you and I will each carry stones to the open space by the river, and the winner will be determined by the one with the largest number of stones?" Prince Fusu pointed to the river in the distance.

Xiang Yu only took one look and knew what was going on.

There are many huge rock mountains nearby, and it is not difficult at all to move these huge rocks to the riverside.

I lost the bet before because I am not good at farming.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yu raised a proud smile and said, "Okay! Let's compete in strength to see who can move more stones! We'll see who's better in three days!"

Xiang Yu has never lost in a contest of strength!

"Okay, if you win, I'll agree to one condition of yours, but I won't force you to do anything. If you lose, you have to agree to one condition of mine as well."

"Okay, it's a deal!"

The two of them made a bet immediately.

For the next three days, Xiang Yu and Prince Fusu were each busy.

Xiang Yu would get up before dawn every day and go deep into the mountains and forests alone to select the hardest and largest rocks.

He was so strong that he could easily lift a thousand-pound rock and carry it to the agreed location with steady steps.

Along the way, every time Xiang Yu moved things, he attracted the admiration of the people around him.

"Who is that person? How could he be so powerful?"

Xiang Yu turned a deaf ear to their discussion, and therefore missed the information he should know most.

When Xiang Yu walked away, Qian Shou, who was still chatting, said with emotion: "I heard that the immortal has given me a quarrying machine. After I finish these farm work, I want to join in the fun."