Notes on building a city in the immortal world

Difficult people like Azusa Ran are in the minority after all.

The other children only know that the rice in Bailu Village is much better than their own. They don't even know the difference between Lingmi and Fanmi. Naturally, Mr. Zhenyan will do whatever he says.

Conscientious students, such as Wang Da, took the initiative to find Zhenyan after class.

"Sir, can you give me some of those purple cloud crystal seeds?" Wang Dao said.

"Are you sure?" Zhenyan looked at the other party and smiled, "You didn't have to do this homework, but after taking the seeds back, you must do it together."

"Anyway, I have to go to the field every morning and evening, and just measure it by the way." Wang Da honestly touched his head: "I am relatively stupid, and my movements are relatively slow. I used to do other labor at home not very well. , just plant something.”

"Did you grow anything at home, too?"

"No, there were rabbits in my house, and some land was also troubled. I only raised a few fruit trees. But there is a pond in the backyard of my house, so I planted some lotus roots. I dug a lot last year, and the thickest one was as big as my arm It’s so thick, I haven’t eaten it all the way through winter!”

"Really? It seems that you are really good at growing things!" Zhenyan said.

Wang Da seemed to have received some great praise, and smiled embarrassedly.

Zhenyan saw him like this, his heart moved, and he decided to go to the smart core to see if there were any books related to agriculture.

"But don't miss out on other homework," Zhenyan said bluntly. He remembered that the child was semi-literate, and it would be embarrassing if he couldn't understand when the book was brought: "There are also immortals who practice Shennong Dao. When you master Lingzhi, you will be embarrassed." If you use this technique, maybe you can grow lotus roots that you can't eat all your life!"

"I know, Mr. Xiao." Wang Da responded.

In any case, a good boy is peace of mind.

What is more worrying is the villagers of Bailu Village.

When Zhenyan proposed to open up wasteland, he casually said that he wanted hundreds of acres or thousands of acres of land, but he was just pointing out, and he didn't really think that the villagers of Bailu Village could do it.

But when the villagers of Bailu Village really took action, Zhenyan discovered that these monks were much easier to use than high-tech shovels.

Land reclamation has an earth-covering curse;

There is a cloud-turning curse for plowing the ground;

Watering has a rain spell;

...Thousands of acres of fertile land were easily completed within half a month.

It's no wonder that when Zhenyan came up with technology beyond this era, these people thought it was a magic weapon, and high-level spells were really about the same technology (mistake).

But this also means that the villagers of Bailu Village will not think about practicing in the next few years.

Farming is not completed by sowing seeds, and then weeding and fertilizing the thousands of acres of land will have to be done by people, not to mention that there are a considerable number of monsters in the White Deer Mountains, how to drive them away is also a practical problem.

Therefore, the villagers of Bailu Village used to only plant a few acres of land.

Anyway, if you plant too much, you can't sell it, and the amount of Lingmi that the merchant wants is also fixed.

"It doesn't work if it's all Ling rice," Zhenyan concealed his surprise, "Did I say before that at least half of it should be set aside to grow wheat?" In this way, there will be flour for noodles, steamed stuffed buns, dumplings, bread, and cakes... …wait for a bunch of food.

"Please rest assured, young master, we have planned dry fields and paddy fields," Lu Dayong said.

He has been busy for half a month, and the wrinkles on his face have increased a lot. He looks less like a cultivator, and more like an old farmer: "But there are no seeds of Lingmai in the village, and there are not enough seeds of Lingmi..."

"Can't I buy it?" Zhenyan asked strangely, he was stunned and realized: "Is it because there are not enough spirit stones? How much do you want?!"

If it doesn't work, just ask Nangong Qin.

Anyway, he is someone who has thighs to hug, hum!

After confirming that spiritual food can elevate mortals to cultivators, Zhenyan felt that the investment was worthwhile.

Zhenyan decided to treat this as a loan and repay it twice in the future.

"It's not spirit stones! Although spirit stones are... not enough..." Lu Dayong looked a little embarrassed: "I'm worried that even if there are spirit stones, you won't be able to buy so many spirit seeds."

"You can't buy it even if you have money?" Zhenyan asked in surprise.

"The quantity in the hands of merchants is limited... Only the big sects have so many spiritual seeds, but they generally don't sell them!"

Understood, small peasant economy.

Zhenyan felt that he was negligent, not noticing that this world is not as commercially developed as his original world, and it is easy to buy anything.

Zhenyan said helplessly: "Ask the merchant first, let's buy as much as we have! Anyway, the current season is not suitable for planting."

"Okay, I'll go to White Deer City tomorrow and deliver the order." Lu Dayong replied.

"Order?" Zhenyan was stunned.

"Yes, you must write to the merchants what you want to exchange, and then they will bring it over."

Sounds like mail order.

"Speaking of businessmen, I seem to have heard you mention it many times, right?" Zhenyan suddenly remembered.

Not long after he arrived here, he heard from Orion that traveling merchants were coming. As a result, after he finished collecting the land, built a school, and opened up thousands of acres of fertile land, he needed seeds, but the legendary merchant never arrived.

Zhenyan asked curiously, "When will they come? No specific time?"

"At this time in previous years, they have already arrived." Speaking of this, Lu Dayong was also very puzzled and worried: "If it is delayed any longer, they will not be able to catch up with this year's 'Monster Hunting'."

'Monster hunting' is a tradition in the comprehension world.

The world of comprehension is connected with the world of demons. Whenever there are too many monsters in the world of demons, they will invade the human world, causing several demon disasters, and the Bailu Mountain is the latest victim.

In order to delay the occurrence of such tragedies, the Cultivation of Immortals will take the initiative to send disciples into the area connected to the demon world to eliminate demons every year when the demon energy is weakest, that is, in winter, and the crack in the demon world is one of them.

It is said that a large number of practitioners will come to the vicinity of the White Deer Mountains at that time.

Merchants saw this opportunity and came to White Deer City with a lot of medicines and weapons to provide supplies for the cultivators of the 'monster hunter'. They would also make some deals with Bailu Village, such as buying Lingmi customized weapons and so on. Yes, these have become an important source of income for Bailu Village.

Zhenyan had heard Orion Lu Zhang mention this matter before, but it was not as detailed as the village chief.

But at that time, he had no idea about Bailu Village.

"In this way, this is still a business opportunity!" Zhenyan muttered, and then he said to the village chief: "Then I will go to Bailu City with you tomorrow, I am quite interested in how you order goods of."

"Hey, it's just to send a letter to Feihe Tower, nothing interesting." Lu Dayong said in a daze.

"What is Feihe Tower?" Zhenyan asked.

"..." Don't mortals also use Feihe Tower?Why doesn't the young master even know this?

Lu Dayong was puzzled for a moment, but he didn't doubt Zhenyan's identity after all, he just thought it might be a problem with the internal education of the Nangong family, but the young master of his family didn't even have such common sense, which is a bit pitiful.

He couldn't help but nodded: "If the young master is curious, let's go together tomorrow!" Anyway, it's not a very troublesome matter.

The next day, the head of Bailu Village regretted it.

He should have thought of that!

How could the old ancestor feel relieved when the little ancestor went out?

Lu Dayong looked at the expressionless Nangongqin behind Zhenyan who was smiling bitterly in apology, and wanted to slap him a dozen times!