Although Wei Feng in his previous life didn't eat dog meat, and he tried not to eat it when he crossed into this world, but at this time, he could only bite the bullet, find the thickest part of the meat, and bite it, not to mention, remove the psychological rejection, the taste is really good.

Wei Feng gnawed the dog's head, and more than ten people at the table also started to do it, and in a blink of an eye, a dog was divided, Feng Jin took the dog's hind legs, and asked while gnawing: "General Wei, what Enzhuo should have said has already been said, and the people in our village are deeply grateful to General Wei's benevolence and righteousness, but please forgive the old man for taking the liberty to ask, does General Wei have any practical and specific thoughts?" ”

As soon as these words came out, not only their own table, but also the slang people at the surrounding tables all looked at each other, they didn't need fake big air, what they needed was the benefits that could be seen.

Wei Feng said unhurriedly: "I left 10,000 hectares of fertile land in Yangxi County, that is, the past Lijiashan City, according to the standard of 50 acres of land per person, you can move 10,000 people to naturalize as good, go down the mountain and live in the city, I set the tax standard for the beloved, I must also know that the fifteen taxes are one, and the annual service is not more than ten days, and you must not leave home for a hundred miles, I think, this is not a burden for the Jin people or the slang people, and now the sowing of the second crop of rice is about to begin, if the owner of Xian Zhai and you agree, please organize the manpower as soon as possible, Someone will teach you how to farm on the plains!

Of course, in view of the difference between the customs of the slang people and the Jin people, I still have a vacancy in Yangxi County, where I can lead 500 slang troops, on the one hand, I will work with my Jin soldiers to protect the safety of the county, and on the other hand, I will be full-time in the management of the slang people. I don't know if the owner of the village can be satisfied with this arrangement? ”

Although the land under the mountain belonged to the slang people hundreds of years ago, the slang people never took it back, after fighting again and again, deep down in their hearts they have given up these lands, at most they went to grab some grain when the rice was harvested, and now, Wei Feng actually gave 10,000 hectares, 10,000 hectares is equivalent to nearly 20% of the original land in Lijiashan City!

These lands don't seem to be much, but tenants also need to be resettled, and Wei Feng has long said ugly things in front. It is impossible to make the Jin people give up the land. Therefore, this 10,000 hectares of fertile land is not only an unexpected joy, but also expresses Wei Feng's sincerity.

The air froze for a moment, and the eyes around him looked at Xian Jin again. The washed dough twitched. It took a long time before he solemnly arched his hand: "Although all kinds of words can't express the old man's gratitude. But the old man still wants to wash the village for me and say thank you! ”

Wei Feng smiled slightly: "Master Xian Zhai doesn't have to be polite, this is what I should do, right." In addition to Yangxi County, more than ten other dock forts in Gaoliang I also left five more for your Xian family, the land is not much, ranging from hundreds of hectares to thousands of hectares, talk about nothing, Xian Zhai Lord can also arrange people to go, after two days, there will be someone to come and hand over to you, however, there is one thing I have to remind, the people and officials in the county who dare to bully slang people, according to the law, will not be tolerated, but at the same time, please Xian Zhai Lord restrain the clansmen, hurry to cause trouble, since the Jin slang shake hands and make peace, both sides have to show sincerity, You say, but? ”

"That's, that's!" Xian Jin replied without thinking: "Please rest assured, General Wei, who the fuck dares to make trouble, the old man will screw off his dog's head!" As he spoke, he raised his glass and saluted, "General Wei, please!" ”

After another cup of belly, Wei Feng beckoned to Zhang Ning, who immediately took out a beautiful flower from the package, it was two feet high, branched, with stretched rough hairs, the leaves were alternate and pinnate and deeply lobed, the lobes were lanceolate or strip-lanceolate, there were rough hairs on both sides, and there were budding buds and blooming flowers on them, among which the buds were oval-shaped, and the flowers had four petals, the color was purple and bright red, and there were a few cyan fruits.

Wei Feng received it in his hand and asked, "Can the owner of Xian Zhai recognize this thing?" ”

"This" Xian Jin frowned, and the clansmen looked straight over, but there was a trace of confusion in their eyes, obviously they didn't know much.

An old slang man gradually showed a thoughtful look, and asked Wei Feng, "General, can you let the old man take a closer look?" ”

"Oh? Old man please! Wei Feng handed it over, and the old slang man stared at it for a long time, and then he was uncertain: "This kind of flower should be called Broken Intestine Grass, the old man has seen it in the depths of the mountain, I don't know what the general's intention is to take it out?" ”

Wei Feng nodded and said: "The broken intestine grass is suitable for planting in the depths of the mountains, it requires the land to be moist but not flooded, I want to ask the owner of the village to help me plant the broken intestine grass, I will buy its fruit from you once a year, but the fruit can not be fully ripe, it is like this, it is cyan, pinched and can flow out of white paddle juice, if you find suitable land to plant, you can plant about three thousand to five thousand plants per mu, the yield in a normal year should be about one hundred and fifty catties, and the maintenance is good, two hundred catties are possible, starting from next year, I exchange ten catties of rice for one pound of fruit, how about it? ”

"Oh?" The slang people were all moved, and whispers rang out.

"What's the use of this? Can you eat it? ”

"It looks like you can't eat it, is it a medicinal herb?"

"Fuck it, General Wei asked us to plant it, and we'll plant it! The yield per mu is 150 catties, which is equivalent to 1,500 catties of rice, and the paddy field will not be able to harvest so much even if it is planted for two seasons! ”

With all kinds of discussions, no one could understand what Wei Feng was doing, and Xian Jin was also a second monk who was puzzled, so he simply stopped thinking about it, but asked, "May I ask how much General Wei needs?" ”

Wei Feng said without thinking: "The more the merrier, but I have to advise you, the fruit of the broken intestine grass is not a medicinal material, and it cannot be eaten, if it is eaten by mistake for a long time, it will make the body weak and weak, and gradually lose the labor force, and what is more powerful is that it can make people disown their six relatives, only mercenary, idle, and eventually die in poverty and disease, so I advise you, don't be curious, otherwise if anyone suffers from the scourge of the fruit of the broken intestine grass, don't blame me for not reminding in advance!" ”

Wei Feng's expression was extremely serious, not like a joke at all, Xian Jin hurriedly shouted: "Did you hear it clearly?" General Wei said that you can't eat it, then you can't eat it, who is fucking greedy and steals it, don't blame the old man for dealing with it according to the clan rules! ”

"Please rest assured that General Wei and Lord Lang!" The surrounding slang people responded one after another, and Xian Jin solemnly saluted Wei Feng: "General Wei and my slang people are very gracious, we have nothing to repay, we can only make an oath with you, I am willing to serve you as the lord, and I will not rebel for life!" ”

Wei Feng was overjoyed, immediately picked up the wash, and said solemnly: "Please rest assured that the owner of Xian Zhai and all the slang brothers and sisters will never break my promise to Enzhuo!" ”

"Hahahaha~~" Xian Jin laughed and beckoned.

Soon, several slang people brought chickens, horses and dogs, slaughtered and bloodlet on the spot, and then mixed three kinds of blood into Tongpan, Wei Feng and Xian Jin respectively smeared the blood on their lips, which was a very formal blood alliance ceremony, which also announced that the Xian family slang village headed by Xian Jin officially surrendered to Wei Feng!

As soon as the ceremony ended, the sound of the copper drum and the gourd sheng on the sidelines sounded again, lively and festive, everyone had a happy smile on their faces, today is of great significance to the slang people, one is to solve the problem of livelihood, and the other is to reach a covenant with Wei Feng to solve their worries.

At that time, the average life expectancy of Lingnan people was not as good as that of Sanwu, because the Lingnan climate was hot and humid, there were many heavy rains and hurricanes, and the hinterland was still more severe, and the natural conditions in the mountainous areas were even worse, and the average life expectancy of the slang people was shorter than that of the Jin people under the mountain.

Xian Jin also beckoned with joy on his face, and the two slang girls who were sitting on Wei Feng's left and right filled Wei Feng and Xian Jin's wine glasses again, but unlike before, there was an extra straw made of rice stalks inserted in the cup.

The ethnic minorities in the southwest like to drink with straws, this Wei Feng has seen it, and he didn't pay too much attention to it, however, Xian Jin made his eyes pop out in shock!

Xian Jin smiled and said: "This glass of wine is the highest etiquette for my slang people, and the old man will do it first!" After saying that, he didn't pick up the wine glass, but stood up, put the straw into his nose, and then, with a sigh, he actually sucked the wine into his nose!

Xian Jin's movements were extremely skillful, accompanied by a slight squirming of the throat, and soon, the turbid yellow wine was sucked and emptied!

After Xian Jin finished sucking, he smiled slightly: "General Wei, please!" ”

Wei Feng was dumbfounded, and subconsciously swept his gaze around, all the slang, including the girl who served the wine, were all looking at him strangely, and Xian Enzhuo looked a little embarrassed, with a little embarrassed smirk.

Wei Feng understood, if you suck wine through your nose, you have to suck it if you don't smoke it today! Inhaling water through the nose will have a hot feeling like choking, and there will be uncontrollable tears, extremely uncomfortable, only if you get used to it, it will gradually become natural, and the water sucked through the nose generally cannot be sucked into the brain, but can only enter the esophagus or respiratory tract, and which one is specific, ordinary people can not control, and must go through a long period of training.

The problem is that Wei Feng has never been trained, and this has nothing to do with his skills.

Facing the eyes of many slang, Wei Feng couldn't retreat at all, so he had to stiffen his head, put a straw into his nose, and then simply sucked it up!

According to Wei Feng's original intention, he inhaled the wine slowly, inhaled the wine into his nose little by little, and then swallowed it slowly, but he couldn't suck it if he sucked slowly, forcing him to only suck violently!

Suddenly, a hot stinging sensation rushed straight to the brain, if the pain alone, Wei Feng could overcome it, but a large amount of wine was inhaled into the nose, only a small part of it was swallowed, and most of the rest was directly inhaled into the trachea!

"Ahem, cough~~" Wei Feng's face turned red for a while, and he coughed violently!

The dominatrix led by Wang Daolian and the guards led by Zhang Ning exchanged a palpitating expression, this slang custom is really strange and kills, and at the same time, I am extremely glad that it is not myself who sucks the nose! (To be continued......)