May 19th saw a surge in housing prices.
The door opened softly, and Lian Xiuxiu, dressed in a long jumpsuit embroidered with lotus flowers, exuding irresistible charm, carried breakfast and said gently, "Sister, wake up. Here's some perfectly cooked rice porridge and steamed buns. Please try them."
The bright red dragon blood rice porridge and the steamed buns made from spirit wheat exuded a wonderful aroma, causing birds all around to stop and linger.
Upon seeing the scene, a surge of spiritual energy arose, whetting his appetite and even giving him a slight desire to try it. He softly thanked her, "Thank you, little sister."
Inside the restaurant, Lingmai had prepared steamed buns and dragon blood porridge. Yun Qing, Yun Su, Yun Shuni, Rou Rou Wan Qing, Wei Lan, Hua Yu, Yun Yan, and others were all there. The longer they cultivated, the more ethereal and otherworldly they became.
Discussing trivial matters in hushed tones, Yun Su softly said, "After finishing his business in Changzhou, Shen Lang has temporarily left. He probably has other matters to attend to."
The others nodded slightly, also aware of the recent unrest in many places.
Outside the city, in the fields, a squad of soldiers guarded the area, and manual tillage machines were operating non-stop. Master Yueyuan was directing Xiaolin to carefully observe and identify any shortcomings.
He said in a low, careful voice, "The plow blade isn't too bad, but it can still bend down. The ground is hard, so the plow blade could be sharpened a bit."
The wheels could be an inch wider… I'll write these down and improve them when I get back.
Xiao Lin nodded diligently. On the first day, he cultivated a hundred acres of land. Although it was fertile and level land, the sensation it caused was earth-shattering. Several groups of people came and went in the process.
Even sixth-tier soldiers tried it out. Although there were still many flaws and some corners could not be completed in one go, the shock was undeniable.
After carefully memorizing it, Xiaolin nodded.
Looking at the diligent Xiaolin, Yue Yuan nodded with satisfaction. With the adult slaying the demonic dragon here, there should be no worries about safety.
He whispered, "Master Yan is preparing to continue improving it, hoping to make it more convenient and flexible to use. The ancestor has also provided a lot of refined ore for improvements in many aspects."
I spoke with Master Yan and suggested you go in and learn from him as well.
Xiao Lin's face beamed with undisguised joy as he thanked his father-in-law, saying, "Thank you so much, thank you so much, Father-in-law."
Yue Yuan did not refuse; all that was left was to hold a banquet.
She nodded slightly. "Starting tomorrow, study hard and don't slack off. Also, try to go out with Nanping when you have time."
Xiao Lin grinned sheepishly and nodded quickly in agreement.
Yue Yuan nodded gently. Looking at the young and happy Xiao Lin in front of him, he realized that he had also aged without realizing it, and smiled with a hint of reminiscence.
He took another step closer and whispered, "A few days ago, Elder Weng had Master Yan choose a shop for him. This was a gift from the master, and it's also thanks to the old ancestor's blessing."
The number of people applying for permanent residence here is increasing rapidly, and this is before wartime. If war breaks out and chaos ensues, it will be even more difficult to find a place to live in this city.
And what's more, it's a shop.
Looking around gently, I saw that many people in the distance were carefully and curiously watching the giant monster that was plowing the field, paying no particular attention to my side.
He said softly, "We are also grateful to our ancestor; otherwise, such a house would be worth immeasurably today."
Moreover, I've recently heard that many businessmen and people who are not short of money are inquiring about houses. Some are even asking if anyone is willing to sell.
Your house—do not let temporary wealth cloud your judgment.
Kobayashi nodded quickly and said in a low voice, "Yes, Father-in-law."
Yue Yuan nodded, offering a gentle reminder that the young man probably wouldn't sell, but he was worried that the young man might act impulsively, especially since someone had once offered as much as a thousand taels of silver.
He then whispered, "Master Chef is planning to buy one or two more shops, but the prices are quite high. However, now that the plow has been invented, it seems that we can afford to buy a few."
We'll also find stable jobs for young people like Nanping and Yanzi, so their descendants will have a future—either in the patrol office, as city guards, or in the army. There will be multiple paths. This is what the head chef and I have discussed.
Xiao Lin nodded excitedly, "Thank you very much, Master Yan. Thank you very much, Father-in-law."
The enclosed tiller has heavy plow blades with thick backs and sharp edges. It rotates in an arc for about one full turn, tilling the land to a depth of about one foot. It moves slowly forward, turning the land upside down wherever it goes.
The soil was turned over, weeds and roots were cut off, and deep furrows were formed in the earth. The smell of fresh soil and vegetation mingled with the scent of earth.
After turning over a plot of farmland, the giant monster slowly moved towards the nearest one. The farmers waiting by the field watched in amazement as it left, and then began to level the land.
Compared to turning over a foot of soil, leveling it is much easier, and wheat can be planted soon. Next year will surely be another bumper harvest year. With an extra season of grain, the old and young in the family should be able to eat their fill.
A smile spread across her face without any pretense as she softly sang, 'Back then, there was so much farm work to do at home, often requiring long journeys over mountains and across rivers…'
Yue Nanping, dressed in a floral cotton-padded jacket, looked delicate and lovely. She held her little brother's hand with one hand and followed the flow of people, while carrying a food box in the other hand, moving slowly and quickly towards the crowd.
Suddenly, Xiao Lin saw a familiar figure in the distance, wearing the clothes he had given her. Overwhelmed with excitement, she forgot to greet him and hurried towards Nan Ping.
She came to his side, and said softly and shyly, "Why are you here? It's windy here."
He carried his younger brother on his shoulder as the two walked slowly.
"My younger brother and I came to bring you some tea and dry food. My younger brother is on holiday starting today and wanted to come out and have a look around," Yue Nanping said softly, her face slightly flushed.
Yue Yuan glanced at the three people in the distance and nodded slightly. His daughter was truly remarkable.
Looking at the villagers leveling the land, he nodded slightly, thinking to himself, 'The pace is a bit slow; perhaps it can be improved. I'll discuss it with the head chef when I get back.'
I knew in my heart that this matter could not be rushed.
With our ancestor here, no one can forcibly seize our resources, much less imprison or enslave us. Only then can we have the freedom to fully utilize our abilities.
Otherwise, with a sword at your throat and your children as leverage, even if there are better things, they belong to others, as if they were forcibly taken. It's as if it's the natural order of things, and who will listen to reason with you then?
Among the crowd, some brought their children to work, while others brought their families to broaden their horizons. Soldiers followed, their spears flashing, their chilling aura emanating from them, moving alongside the machines and protecting them from all sides.
Many interested parties hesitated to move forward. They could indeed seize the opportunity, but the owner of this place wielded an incredibly sharp blade. The old man from Changzhou, who had lived for many years and was implicated in numerous conflicts with the Qi Alliance, was wiped out overnight.
If you don't think you have too much life, you can certainly give it a try.
Among the crowd, those who are observant take a closer look.
An elderly man in blue robes, dressed as a merchant, had his eyes gleaming and his gaze far-reaching, not missing a single detail.
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