Chapter 22: The Horizon of the Horn

The encounter between people is very mysterious, some people meet 10,000 times and are still like strangers, and some people can make a promise of life and death when they see each other once.

Yile has never believed in such a thing as life and death, he has always thought that the reason why the sky in later generations is full of haze is because of the dirty nature of human nature.

The people of Lousang Village began to become cleaner, which had nothing to do with the blue of the sky, and Yile's clear regulations played a big role.

The last leaf of the tree had fallen, leaving bare branches, and occasionally a few crows would stop, watching the busy crowd, and when the crowd approached, they flapped their wings and flew off into the distance.

"Xiaolang, there is a place in Qianlong Mountain that is as you described." Liu Zisang reported.

"That's great, let's go check it out!" Yile couldn't stop the excitement.

Liu Zisang was also very curious, he hadn't seen Xiaolang like this for a long time, this place must be very important.

Yes, important places. Yile, who was a southerner in his previous life, would be perfect if he could find a hot spring to escape the cold. In summer and autumn, it is difficult to find hot springs, and when the leaves are gone, the hot springs will run out on their own.

The dry land is only separated by two mountains from Qianlong Mountain, and some of Chen Sandao's people have been integrated into the construction of the workshop, and when the workshop industry chain is completed, the overall integration will be almost the same.

It was an experiment that seemed to be going very well, and it was a great boost to the reception of displaced people in the future.

The formation of hot springs is very complicated, Yile has not heard of the natural hot springs in Zhuo County in later generations, those hot spring resorts, what pure natural hot spring hotels, presumably just the artificial products of the tourist area.

Walking in the mountains and forests, Yile is in a very comfortable mood, he never dared to think that he would have the right to develop a village, his own is indeed very different from other people's homes, even if the dead leaves he saw at this time, he wanted to pick them up, what to do when he picked them up? Anyway, it's your own, and you can do whatever you want.

Occasionally, there will be hares, which means that the homeless people do not have much problem with their stomachs, and when one day the birds can no longer be heard in the forest, Yile will not step into the forest if he is killed.

When he saw the water in the ditch steaming, Yile knew that the hot spring was not far away.

Sure enough, after walking for about a cup of tea, it arrived.

The hot springs emerge from cracks in the rocks and have a strong smell of sulfur. The water here is very hot, and the rocks are covered with hot water that lasts for many years, and when you pour a little water, water vapor will come out.

Several hot springs have been flowing to the mountain col, forming a clear spring at the fault place, which is crystal clear, and under the sunlight, it has the charm of Yuchi Xianhu.

"Zisang, you see, it's perfect to build a manor in that place, where the valley slopes are reclaimed for crops and poultry are raised downstream." Yile said excitedly.

"Xiaolang, are you planning to build a new manor here?"

"It's not new, it's new, you see you're confusing me. I'm planning to move Liu's Manor here. ”

"It may be a little difficult, but Mrs. Liu will not agree."

"You are actually stupid at this time, and when it is built, I don't believe that she will not come."

For the construction of a villa in a post-modern model, Yile has been ready for a long time. The reason why you want to find a hot spring is just a personal preference.

Dig a nullah under the manor, cover it with stone slabs, wooden planks, and red bricks, and attract hot springs, even in the cold winter, the manor will still be as warm as spring.

In the summer, the hot springs are diverted and the nullah flows into the cool mountain springs, which makes it cool and pleasant on a hot summer day.

After a trip through the nullah, the hot springs are led to the nearby fields, and it is no longer difficult to eat fresh vegetables in winter.

Coming back from Qianlong Mountain, Yile told about this huge construction project, Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and others opened their mouths, many of the principles are actually very simple, everyone knows what is going on, but why no one can think of it?

"Ah Le, what kind of red brick did you just say?" Zhang Fei asked with his usual expertise in provoking trouble.

"You don't understand, I don't want you to give advice, big brother, you are responsible for the ideological work of the uncle."

"Then who will do my ideological work?" Liu Bei was about to say that the inheritance left by his ancestors could not be given up just by giving up, but he found that Yile directly ignored him.

"Your family's ancestral foundation is in Luoyang, why don't you go back?"

“……”

"It's a lot of money." Guan Yu will always put forward substantive points at the right time.

Yi Le stretched out his hand and hugged Guan Yu and said:

"I will always be the second brother who knows me best.

Someone will send this money. ”

Problems that money can solve are generally not a problem.

Zhang Jiao didn't expect Tang Zhou to send such good things, since He Yi told him that Tang Zhou might be sent by the imperial court, although he didn't believe it, the heart of prevention had been achieved, and he was also more vigilant against Tang Zhou.

"The yield per mu is 100 stones, and it can be planted in barren land, it can be stored for a year, and the taste is excellent, if it is true, the congregation will no longer have to worry about hunger! The hearts of the people are available! Zhang Jiao said as he ate the potato.

"Master, the yield of 100 stones per mu is what the disciple has seen with his own eyes, and he can't fake it. Zhuo County is a land of yellow sand, since it can be planted, it is reasonable that barren land can be planted. Tang Zhou said.

"It stands to reason that it is not difficult to dedicate such auspicious rui to the emperor and reward a marquis, why dedicate it to this heavenly prince?" Zhang Jiao's eyes were like torches staring at Tang Zhoudao.

"Returning to the master, Mr. Yi said that the world is the world of the people of the world, and auspiciousness naturally belongs to the people of the world. The eunuchs and relatives of the court took power, and it was undoubtedly a moth to the fire and a death by offering it to the emperor. Looking at the Taiping Dao, he is a righteous teacher, helping the sick and compassionate, and sympathizing with the people, which will naturally carry forward the potatoes. Tang Zhou followed Yile's instructions and dealt with it carefully.

"Oh? What is he asking for? ”

"Master, before making a request, Mr. Yi asked Shizun to ask for him: Is Yu Ji Lao'er okay?"

Zhang Jiao was stunned, Yu Ji gave him the "Taiping Sutra", he never mentioned it to outsiders, this young man mentioned Mr. Yu Ji, could it be that the sect is related to his old man?

"Haha, this son is interesting, what else did he say?"

"Mr. Yi also said that there is no need to bother the master to go forward, he has no intention of joining the Taiping Dao, auspicious dedication to the master, the morality is uneven, lest it be lost, you must pay the same money, and the potatoes will come from the Taiping Dao from now on." Tang Zhoudao.

Zhang Jiao was stunned again, just now he really wanted to meet this young man, and at the same time wanted to recruit into the tent. This son spent all his thoughts, on the surface the purpose is just for money, but in fact he wants to use potatoes to test the deity's bearing, potatoes are not important things in his opinion, and the benefits in it are not only for the deity to give, once this matter is complicated, the potato will not be obtained.

Seeing Zhang Jiao silent, Tang Zhou looked at his nose and waited for his master to speak.

"It's up to you to do this, it's reasonable to pay some money for such auspiciousness." After putting things straight, Zhang Jiao said.

The number of followers in Taiping Dao has reached as many as 200,000 in recent years, and if they get potatoes again, the sect members will be able to double them, and according to the mind of the young man Yile, there should be opportunities for cooperation in the future, and its value should be the same as potatoes.

"Mr. Yi said that if the master agrees, he will send you a poem." Tang Zhou saw that this matter had been completed, so he told Yile what he had explained.

"Hurry up!"

"There is land and land are my lords, and lawlessness is for the people. Luoyang has officials and ink officials, and Julu has no soil and no yellow scarf. Building bridges and repairing roads is unity, and seizing land and fighting for cities is a struggle. The city is full of blood, nothing more than a thought to save the people. ”

Every morning, the sun rises in the east. This sentence seems like nonsense, but in fact, in life, people talk the most nonsense.

Zhuoxian opened the city gate on time when the sun showed a glimmer of light, and those people who were either sad, happy, or full of worries walked into their battlefield.

A new day for the Han people began.

Yile walked into the Drunken Immortal Building, and Jian Yong greeted him to the VIP box on the second floor as if he didn't know him. The guest officers of the drunken immortal building who have just opened for business have crowded the hall, and coming to the drunken immortal building to eat breakfast has become the way of showing off the wealth of the nobles of Zhuoxian County, and the rich people who have nowhere to spend their money, lest they fall behind, and come early to occupy the position.

Of course, the 30,000 yuan brought by Tang Zhou is a silver ticket, and the silver ticket of the Son of Heaven is not dared to be opened, everyone knows who can be called the Son of Heaven.

"Mr. Yi, Tang Zhou lives up to his trust." Tang Zhou got up and saluted.

"Don't give me the whole set, I still want to see the bowl when I eat it in my mouth, the benefits in the future will be indispensable to you, don't be blinded by the immediate benefits, walk carefully!" Yile glanced at him and said.

Tang Zhou laughed and said, "It's still Xiao Langjun who understands me!" ”

"It seems that Tang Angel's status in Taiping Dao is worry-free."

"Thanks to Xiao Langjun, I will continue to take care of it in the future."

Thirty potatoes and the method of planting were handed over to Tang Zhou, and Yile began to chase away customers. As for how much Tang Zhou profited from it, he didn't want to know at all. The money was given out, proving that Zhang Jiao intended to make friends with himself, and 30,000 yuan was given casually.

It turns out that the legend is true. The nouveau riche really walks with a flutter, and everyone he sees wants to tell him, I have money, I have a lot of money.

Of course, that was Liu Zisang's behavior, and after seriously warning him, this guy returned to normal.

"Money is useless to a certain extent, you know, once there is a natural disaster and there is no food harvest, these things will become a pile of rotten copper."

"You mean that food is the most valuable?"

"Isn't that already proven?" Yile patted the backpack with the silver ticket.

"Hurry up and ask Jian Yong to get something up, I'm starving!"

(To be continued, please collect)