Son, the empress doesn't like to eat soft rice

Night falls.

The corner of Anxian, this is a border town on the border of Anxian.

The sun had just set, and everyone returned to the village from the farmland. Every household lit up a lamp, which looked like a big piece of nougat.

Dotted with red particles.

Soon, there was smoke rising from the chimney.

Smoke filled the whole town.

After a busy day, the farmers finally took a rest, lying in the courtyard with a pipe in their mouths, puffing and puffing.

The winter wind from the farm dam slapped on my face, making it painful.

But after working for a long time, their skin is already extremely rough. This kind of wind blows on the face, just like a knife across the glass-surface marks.

But it doesn't hurt at all.

The old fruit farmer is such a farmer. In the rural revitalization decree promulgated by the Prince with the assistance of His Majesty, he sensitively felt the great changes that the countryside was about to usher in.

After the promulgation of the decree, he decisively gave up the production of grain and turned to the establishment of orchards.

Inspired by Prince Chen, he also founded a product called "Nongfu Orchard", which is dedicated to the supply of fruits. At first, everyone laughed at him.

These days, you can only feed yourself by growing food, fruit?Can it be eaten as a meal?

But the facts have proved that the average person does not consume a lot of fruit, but with the prosperity of the Anxian Kingdom, more and more people have become rich.

The consumption of fruits has also risen with the tide.

In the past month, the business of the old fruit grower has been getting better and better. Many big merchants have wanted to cooperate with him, and even bought the orchard and the old fruit grower.

But at this time, the old fruit farmer's industry has actually increased. He discussed with his son and finally decided to cooperate with the government.

In this age of a different world, this kind of advanced thinking.

The neighbors and acquaintances around were stunned.

They had to marvel at the thinking of the old fruit farmer, and felt that this person was a real idiot.

The price of the government's cooperation is completely inferior to the cooperation of those big families and big businessmen.

The old fruit farmer completely ignored these ridicules and incomprehensions, and said: "Everything you see is the country, and it is my honor to be able to cooperate with the country."

People have to sigh again, this is not just an idiot, it seems that the spirit is not normal.

With the cold wind blowing, the old fruit farmer suddenly called his son.

The eldest son didn't understand his father's approach, so he ran out with some of his fruit farming skills to cooperate with big merchants. He heard that there were no bones left after being eaten.

When he came back again, the old fruit farmer accepted him, but nothing was passed on to him.

Now, his heir is the youngest son in front of him.

"Father."

The younger son squatted down so that he would be shorter than the lying father.

"Jiaxuan, I'm a little flustered tonight. I always feel that something is going to happen. You hand this letter to Mr. Liu, Zhizhou, and leave tonight."

As a son, he never refuted his father, and rarely questioned his father, but this time, he asked why?
The old fruit farmer sighed, "I don't know what the reason is, just treat me as an old man who loves to fantasize. I always feel that something bad will happen tonight."

The youngest son nodded, "Then can I go tomorrow? It's already late tonight."

"No, you will set off after dinner and ride my horse."

"it is good."

Although it felt very strange, the youngest son finally agreed.

After dinner, the youngest son rode the bloody BMW along the post road towards the state capital.

Looking at the youngest son going away, the old fruit farmer breathed a sigh of relief as if a stone had fallen from his heart.

"Father."

The elder son's voice suddenly came from behind. The old fruit farmer turned around and found a tall man in black with his elder son.

Half of the face of the man in black was hidden under the mask, only a pair of eyes were exposed.

But the moment the old fruit farmer saw these eyes, he understood.

This is not a nice guy.

He frowned and said lightly, "Who is this person?"

Hearing his father mention the man in black, the eldest son was very happy and said, "This is Mr. Ma from the Great Yan Dynasty. This time he came to me specifically for cooperation."

"Father, do you know what the price offered by Dayan is?"

The eldest son was very excited, and even danced a little bit.

"1000 taels of gold, father! And it's only the first stage of cooperation!"

The old fruit farmer slapped his elder son hard when he heard what he said.

"Have you forgotten what I taught you before? We do business because of the existence of the country, and now you are looking for someone from Dayan?"

Hearing the movement, the old lady ran out of the room, saw her eldest son being slapped to the ground, oops, and ran forward to pull her eldest son up.

"Don't touch him, let him stay on the ground by himself."

The old fruit farmer turned his gaze to the man in black again, and said lightly: "The orchard won't do business with Dayan, please go back."

The man in black didn't speak, but just looked at the old fruit farmer quietly.

After a long time, the tone of the old fruit farmer changed: "You are not here to do business, are you?"

The man in black finally reacted. The mask on his face was slightly wrinkled, and he seemed to be smiling.

"As expected of the old god catcher with the six doors in the dark, even though he has retired, his sense of smell is still so keen, no wonder my spies from Dayan couldn't get into Anxian in recent years."

The old fruit farmer's expression changed, and he looked at the man in black as if facing an enemy.

"You don't need to be so nervous. I am here this time by His Majesty's order. Please visit me as a guest at Dayan."

"What if I don't?"

The old fruit farmer gestured to the old lady with his eyes, and asked him to leave with his eldest son.

The man in black stretched out his hand, and a black wall locked the entire space.

"Ma'am, we still have something to say, and I have a problem with it. People must hear what I say, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable."

The old fruit farmer snorted coldly, and released a wave from his body, but this wave couldn't break the black wall.

"Hehe, it looks like I came prepared, but it's not that easy to clean up my old bones."

The old fruit farmer's hair stood up one by one, and his eyes were covered with a layer of silver light.

Thunder broke out at the scene, and the silver light shattered the black light, shining the sky here white.
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Some of the following content may not be written around the protagonist for the time being, because the author has always believed that everyone has a reason to exist in the world, and small people may also play a big role in a big war

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