Jiang Sheng nodded and said seriously, "Village Chief, I'm telling you the truth. To be honest, my family runs a grocery store. Our business is spread all over Dagan. No matter how much preserved fruit we make, we can sell it."
If he wants to dig the black soil here in the future, he must have a reason. What could be more suitable than fruit trees? Fresh fruits can be sold and made into preserved fruits.
It will not be wasted at all, and it will also provide these villagers with a stable source of money in the future, which is good for both parties.
Seeing how serious he was about this, the village chief also became interested.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "Young man, it's not that I want to embarrass you, but the village rules have always been like this. If you don't want to marry into the family and still want to buy the mountain."
"Then I have to consult with the elders and get everyone's agreement. Can you give me two more days?"
Jiang Sheng smiled gently and politely: "Of course, I came here to find my second uncle, and now I want to plant fruit trees here, so naturally I need everyone's consent."
"Oh, I hope my second uncle can come back to see the peach blossoms when they bloom all over the mountain. Grandma said he likes peach blossoms the most."
As he spoke, his face was filled with sorrow, and he looked like he was missing someone and feeling sad. Seeing this, the villagers believed him even more.
Yang Er: ... Erye died many years ago. He clearly liked lotus more, so when did he start liking peach blossoms? Erye is allergic to pollen.
It was getting dark.
Jiang Sheng was sitting in a rocking chair in the yard, rocking back and forth out of boredom.
He rented this yard. It was said that it was a blue brick house built by a previous family. It was the best house in the village. Later, the son went out to do business and the whole family moved away.
The house was then handed over to the villagers, who rented it out for two taels of silver per month.
It is at the end of the village, and there are not many people here on weekdays. There are no neighbors on either side. There is a vegetable garden in the yard, and behind the yard is a bamboo forest, which is very quiet.
In a relaxed tone, he said, "Yang Er, have you received any letter from your brother? What's the situation in the capital? Has that person caused any trouble?"
Yang Er was sweeping the yard when he heard this and said, "No letter yet, but the spies sent word and it seems that things in the capital are not very peaceful. I guess that person is busy."
"Oh, there's one more thing. I heard that Taoist Zhang has left the capital. I don't know where he went, but a wanted poster has been posted."
Jiang Sheng slowly opened his eyes and asked in confusion, "Master Zhang, you're here to make the longevity elixir for that person. Why did you suddenly leave the capital? The Imperial Master is still in the capital."
Yang Er whispered, "Yes, I said I was leaving, but His Majesty kept me here."
"Okay, I understand."
If we give them another two years, the Jiang family won't have to fear anyone anymore, and the same goes for the imperial court. They still have to stay away from them for the time being.
There was a knock on the door, and Yang San and others came in carrying bamboos. They slowly put them on the ground and said, "Sir, what do you want to do with these bamboos?"
"Well, weave some things for use. We need to live a peaceful life here and plant some vegetables."
"After we buy the mountain, we need to refine the weapons there. After they are refined, we need to find another way to transport them out. Using the sale of peaches as a cover-up is a good idea."
"Well, peaches spoil easily. If you want to make preserved fruits, you need to build another workshop in the village and ask the villagers to help make the preserved fruits."
Yang San was a little confused as he spoke. Aren't they supposed to be soldiers? Why were they planting fruit trees to make preserved fruit? Oh, and later they would have to go up the mountain to dig up black soil...
Jiang Sheng glanced at him and said with a smile: "Why, you feel that the current life is too dull and a little uncomfortable, right? But it's great to be able to live such a peaceful life."
"It's so boring to fight and kill every day. You should enjoy your life when you have nothing to do. Eating, drinking and having fun will make your life worthwhile."
Yang Er: ...You just killed a lot of bandits!
Jiang Sheng looked contented: "When the world is at peace, I'd like to travel around, see the mountains and rivers, and taste the food from all over the world."
"This is how you live, this is how you live."
"You were too tense before, which is why you couldn't enjoy ordinary happiness. After three or two months of adaptation, you won't be willing to kill anyone again."
Yang Er and Yang San: ...In fact, making something up is much harder than killing someone. Killing someone is just a matter of one knife, but if you don't make something up well, it will fall apart, and you have to continue making it up, and repeat this over and over again.
Jiang Sheng was so happy to see their miserable faces.
A woman stood at the door. She raised her hand and knocked gently. A timid voice came out: "Young Master Yang, my grandfather asked me to call you to my house for dinner. He said he has something to tell you."
He stood up and walked over, opening the door and smiling warmly.
"You are Miss Xiu'er, right? Let me tidy up a bit and then I'll go with you right away. Would you like to come in and sit down?"
It was the first time Shi Xiuxiu had seen such a handsome young man. She blushed and subconsciously stepped back, waving her hands repeatedly: "No, no need, I'll just wait at the door."
Jiang Sheng smiled and didn't force her. The yard was full of men, so how could a little girl dare to come in?
He turned around and went back into the house. When he came out again, he was holding two rabbits and an oil-paper bag in his hands. He shouted, "You guys make something to eat at home. I'm going to eat at the village chief's house."
"Yes, sir."
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Yang Er slowly let out a breath.
"Hey, what are we having for dinner?"
"I don't know, just grill some meat or cook some porridge."
“……!!”
Jiang Sheng handed over the oil-paper bag: "Miss Xiu'er, this is the rice cake for you. Thank you for calling me."
Shi Xiuxiu waved her hand, unwilling to accept it. The next moment, an oil-paper bag appeared in her hand. She raised her head and secretly glanced at the other person, muttering softly, "Thank you, sir."
"You're welcome. I should be the one thanking you. The people in your village are very hospitable. No wonder my second uncle stayed here. It's really nice here."
"Sir... my second uncle was a very capable hunter, but I don't know what happened to him a year ago, and he left in a hurry. Actually, our village is very poor, the poorest in the surrounding area."
"Many people haven't heard of Dango Village. The land here is barren, and the food we grow each year is not enough to eat. If we couldn't find food in the mountains, we would starve to death."
The two chatted as they walked, and Jiang Sheng talked about some interesting things that happened outside.
Shi Xiuxiu said with anticipation, "It's great outside. The farthest place I've been is town. I haven't been anywhere else. Grandpa said it's very dangerous outside."
"Don't even mention girls. Even men are in danger. I'm afraid I'll never be able to get out in this lifetime. It's great that you can travel all over the country."
Jiang Sheng's eyes deepened, and he said meaningfully, "It's not very safe outside now, but things will change in the future. You can also go to more distant places to have a look."
"If you stay confined to one place your whole life, wouldn't that be a waste of time? Life is so short, so you should see more."
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