The quick-traveling villain has no way to escape.

Song Tingyun purchased a large area of ​​wasteland in Liushu Village. When the news came out, it aroused discussion among the people in the village. Many people said that he was crazy. What was the use of buying so much wasteland that could not produce a variety of crops.

As the head of a village, the purchase of fertile land must go through the hands of the village head. The village head didn't know what Song Tingyun was doing by buying so much wasteland, so he tried to persuade him not to be impulsive.

In recent days, fewer people in the village are talking about Song Tingyun. I don’t know if it’s because the village chief and his family have put in good words for Song Tingyun in the village, or if it’s because Song Tingyun rarely goes out or interacts with people in the village.

In addition, his behavior was not as bad as the rumors said. Everyone was questioning the authenticity of those rumors, but no matter what he did, no one made friends with Song Tingyun.

The price of wasteland in the village is so cheap that it is unimaginable. One acre of land only costs one ounce of money, which is one hundred cents. One tael of silver can buy ten acres of wasteland.

Twelve taels of silver can buy a hundred acres. Song Tingyun didn't know much about prices in this dynasty. Before coming, he was worried that he had less than twenty taels of silver left to buy a few acres of wasteland.

When I heard about the price, my back straightened up a lot.

"The price of this wasteland is indeed cheap, but there is no harvest after planting things. What do you want to do by buying so much wasteland at once?" The village chief is worried that Song Tingyun will waste money and lose his wife and soldiers when the time comes.

Originally, they had a big problem when they settled in Liushu Village without good farmland. Fortunately, they still had a little money to spare. If they wasted their money now, they would really have no choice but to drink from the northwest wind.

The village chief advised Song Tingyun to think carefully before making a decision: "It is very simple to buy wasteland. I only need to go to the Yamen and get the land deed. But you can't regret it after buying it. Do you have to think clearly?"

"I've thought it through." Song Tingyun had already thought it through. Rather than sit back and wait for the money, he might as well take a gamble.

What if it works.

Besides, he believed in Qi Minglou's ability.

Seeing that he could not be persuaded, the village chief looked at Qi Minglou: "What do you think of this matter?"

"I respect Ayun's decision." Wai Qiminglou basically said nothing, giving people the feeling that Song Tingyun was in charge.

The image of the son-in-law who comes to the door and knocks on the door is very accurate.

The village chief saw that both of them had already made their decision, and there was no point in saying more.

"Since you have already decided, I won't advise you anymore. I can handle this matter for you tomorrow."

"Then please, village chief, please worry about this."

Although the wasteland in Liushu Village was very cheap, Song Tingyun did not buy too much at once. He bought half of the wasteland on the hilltop, about fifty acres.

He plans to plant medicinal herbs on all these hills. If he doesn't have to worry about buying wasteland, he should worry about how to get the medicinal herbs.

Song Tingyun knew nothing about these things. When he got home, he immediately wanted to go into the mountains to hunt for treasures to see if there were any treasures in the mountains. Wasn't it featured in many novels and TV series?

The protagonist who traveled to ancient times went into the mountains and found a thousand-year-old ginseng. From then on, he embarked on the road of making a fortune, just in case he was lucky enough to find a century-old ginseng and a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum or something.

Wouldn't that make you rich?

"This matter is not urgent." Qi Minglou did not expect Song Tingyun to be so impatient. "It is dangerous in the back mountain. It is not as good as you think. If you want to enter the mountain, we must prepare."

"We want to make money from herbal medicines. People around Liushu Village will know that there are definitely no herbal medicines near the mountains. If you want to find valuable ones, you must go deep into the mountains. There are many ferocious beasts in the deep mountains, so you must do a good job. Foolproof preparation.”

Qi Minglou is careful. He has been marching and fighting all year round and has rich experience in living in the wild. He has also considered going into the mountains again and again.

He originally wanted to go in alone, but Song Tingyun insisted on following him.

"If we need to prepare anything, we will go to the town to buy it tomorrow."

"it is good."

The next morning.

Qi Minglou got up at dawn. He first went out for half an hour of morning exercise, then helped A He cook breakfast, and finally brought the water for washing to wake Song Tingyun up.

Song Tingyun lived a very leisurely life in ancient times, sleeping until he woke up naturally every day. Today they needed to go to town. Liushu Village was far away from Qingtang Town, so they had to get up early and take the villagers' ox cart to get there.

There was no carriage at home, and he would not be able to go there if he missed the time. When Qi Minglou asked Song Tingyun to get up, Song Tingyun was still moaning and staying in bed not wanting to move.

"Hmm~ What time is it?" Song Tingyun rubbed his eyes and sat up. He knew that I was going to town today, and he also woke up from his nap at this time.

Qi Minglou looked at Song Tingyun's dazed look and felt that he was particularly cute. He wrung out the handkerchief and went over to wipe his face.

"It's still early, don't rush."

"Oh." Hearing that it was still early, Song Tingyun leaned against Qi Minglou and let Qi Minglou take care of him.

Ahe made a rich breakfast. Qi Minglou and Song Tingyun went to town today, and Ahe stayed at home to look after the house.

On the way to the village to ride the ox cart, Qi Minglou and Song Tingyun almost became a beautiful scenery. Along the way, Chunming from Liushu Village cast inquiring glances at them.

These people just stared at them, but no one came up to talk to them. When they were riding in the bullock cart, people in the same village saw them coming and whispered to each other in low voices.

Song Tingyun didn't care what these people did, said, or looked at. He got on the bullock cart and leaned against Qi Minglou.

The journey from Liushu Village to Qingtang Town was long and the road was not very easy to walk. The bullock cart was so bumpy that Song Tingyun's buttocks hurt and he wished he could sit on Qiminglou's lap.

After a bumpy journey of two and a half hours, we arrived at Qingtang Town at noon. When we got off the oxcart, Song Tingyun felt that his butt was almost no longer his own.

"Let's go eat first. The bumpy road has made me hungry." As soon as he got off the car, Song Tingyun started rubbing his butt regardless of appearance, while his stomach growled non-stop.

Qi Minglou tidied his clothes and didn't think his behavior was vulgar.

"It's hard to come to town. Is there anything you want to eat?"

In ancient times, supplies were scarce, and the family didn't have much money. Life had been a bit shabby recently, and Song Tingyun wanted to eat something good.

"Let's go eat some meat."

"Okay." Qi Minglou would follow Song Tingyun no matter what he said, and after saying that, he led Song Tingyun towards the center of the town.

Qingtang Town becomes more prosperous as you go west, with pedestrians coming and going on the road.

Their outstanding appearance attracted many people's attention. Some people recognized Song Tingyun and started pointing at Song Tingyun.