MTL - Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire-Chapter 578 [The old foreman has a strong mentality]
Chapter 578 [The old foreman has a strong mentality]
"Prestige?" Hearing this question, the middle-aged man looked back at the members of the juggling troupe around him, and said with a little boastfulness: "It's okay, this team is the most important in our villages, and now let me do it." Foreman, talking is quite effective, I don’t know what the guest is saying?”
"I do know a piece of land, the land is rich and unowned, the irrigation is convenient and the weather is good, and the surrounding area is sparsely populated, but it is relatively remote and remote. If you want, you can move there together." Fang Chang said.
"Oh? Is there such a good place?"
The foreman was obviously hesitant when he heard this all of a sudden. Facing such a big event, he lost his decision-making power.
After thinking for a while, he saluted the other party chief, thanked him and said:
"Thank you for your guidance, but I can't decide this kind of thing. I also invite you to go to our wicker beam and find the old foreman of the juggling troupe. He is the most effective person to speak with us. Let him decide. How about ...The guest will come with me?"
"No, I'll go there tomorrow by myself. Anyway, it's a matter of convenience." Fang Chang waved his hand and said to the foreman, "If it works, they will naturally come and call you back."
At this time, the people behind had already prepared the meal. Business was good today, and they bought some cheap food like marinade and came back. They greeted the foreman for dinner, so Fang Chang also left.
The consumption level in the small town is not high, so the most fashionable food is the kind that is cheap and large in quantity, and makes the best use of everything. So Fang Chang chose a restaurant and walked in, and found out that the signature meals there were stewed offal, marinated meat and vegetable buns, and big bone radish soup.
Fang Chang each ordered two servings. The taste is rich and delicious, which is very good. It seems that they only make these few dishes all year round, and then strive for perfection in craftsmanship.
Ask the owner, but there are not many people eating here, so every time I buy pigs and sheep and ask the butcher to kill them, the offal is boiled and then stewed, and the big bones are directly thrown into the pot and stewed with radishes. I was afraid that it would be spoiled, so I salted it, and chopped the stuffing when needed.
Fang Chang ate two of these three signature dishes for less than forty coppers.
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The wicker beams are not far outside the city. After Fang Chang arrived, he immediately saw that the barrenness here is well-deserved.
Unlike the surrounding land, this wicker beam is slender and slender, like a wicker. The soil quality on it is not good, and there is no water source. Because of the topography, even the frequent rain can irrigate and take away the scarce nutrients in the land, so the yield per mu on this beam is very low, and even the trees are short and sparse, but the weeds grow fairly vigorously.
Between the wicker beam and the surrounding flat ground, there is a gravel ditch parallel to the wicker beam. There is no water flow in it, but there are traces of soil erosion by rainwater on the edge of the ditch, and grass roots and tree roots branch out from the top of the washed-out gap. Come out, like the eaves of the grass planted in the mud after a heavy rain.
The appearance of several villages on Liangshang is very different from that of distant villages and towns. The houses are dilapidated and dusty. But the most obvious thing is that the children here do not play around or go to school like other places, but learn arts on the backs of the yards. Except for real things like poles, pills, ropes, tables, wheels, and folding sticks, they used wooden bowls, plates, and swords to prevent mistakes, and the surrounding ground was also protected with straw bales.
Fang Chang randomly found someone sitting idle: "Where does the old foreman here live?"
The people who are sitting idly have just finished working, and there is still fresh soil on the **** beside them. It seems that the sunshine here is good, so they rest their feet and watch the children practice.
Hearing that Fang Chang came to look for the old foreman in the village, he sat idle and did not dare to neglect him, but he was too tired to drive from this sunny place, so he stopped straight and let his back rest on the straw. He got up, pointed to the distance, and said respectfully:
"Oh, that's the short house at the east end of the village. There's a bare flagpole at the door. It's good for guests to go directly to find someone. The old foreman doesn't usually go out to visit."
Fang Chang thanked him and walked towards the location pointed by the other party.
The road has attracted some attention.
Now that he has advanced in practice, he is no longer in the state of blending into the world and being ignored by everyone, but he looks natural everywhere, and he will be in harmony with his surroundings wherever he goes. For example, when he walks in this village, no matter what his attire is, it seems that he should be walking in this village. It's just that he looks strange after all, so he will be looked at twice more by others.
This courtyard is a bit dilapidated than the surrounding ones. Considering that the people inside were once the main sources of income for the surrounding villages, this style is still admirable.
"Excuse me, is this the old foreman's home?"
"Oh? I'm here." The people in the room came out after hearing the shout. After seeing Fang Chang, they asked curiously, "Where did the guest come from? What's the matter?"
"Feng Hou told me to come here." Feng Hou was the name of the new foreman Fang Chang met in the city. When parting, he gave Fang Chang a bamboo flute as a token, so Fang Chang took the bamboo flute He took it out and handed it to the old foreman: "There are some things he can't decide, so he invited me to come to you on this wicker beam."
"Guests, please come in, it says inside."
Seeing that it was not urgent, the old foreman let Fang Chang in and sat down, then went to the cabinet next to him and chose the smallest tea pot, scooped out two spoonfuls of tea with the hot water in the room, and handed it to Fang Chang.
Therefore, Fang Chang briefly shared his intentions with the old foreman, and the latter became more serious as he listened.
"I don't know where the fertile land that the guest talked about is now? If the distance is far away, it is still a mirror image. The people here are poor, and there is no condition to migrate there."
He wasn't worried that Fang Chang would deceive them. After all, the world was clear, and the other party's temperament had its own convincing power, and he seemed to be an upright person no matter what. So what the old foreman was more worried about was whether the place could allow people from the surrounding villages to live there.
"Well, the past is not difficult." Fang Chang told the truth, "It's in a treasure map."
As he spoke, he opened his backpack, took out a scroll, then removed the teacup, and spread the scroll on the table. The painting is a magnificent and realistic landscape painting, the mountains and rivers inside, as well as a few small farmland houses, are all lifelike. If you look carefully, the birds, beasts, and insects inside, as well as the farmers in the farmland, are all moving.
The old foreman was very shocked when he saw this picture, but he had a strong ability to accept traveling all over the world, so he immediately woke up and said, "It's actually possible to live in it? Is there any risk?"
(end of this chapter)
