Qin Yu spoke loudly and powerfully!

Now double the rebate......

His words made the eyes of many villagers who were hesitant light up. As Qin Yu said, this is the only way!

In a year of the Copper Coin Festival, the income of each household is no more than 100.

A year's consumption, what can be left, how many can there be?

More and less, and what's the difference?

united, perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope; If you don't unite, even if you can hold on for a little longer, how many days can you hold out than others?

Qin Yu looked at Mo Han.

Mo Han nodded, turned to leave, and after a while, together with the boy, he brought a stone jar!

Bang!

The stone jar fell to the ground, making a sonorous sound, causing many ghost people to look sideways.

"This is all the resources I have left since last year, including one catty of soul rice and ten copper coins...... It's all here. Mo Han glanced at everyone, and then said, "I agree with Qin Yu's method...... This time, there is a glimmer of possibility in unity. ”

"If you want to, you go home and take out your things and throw them inside. If you don't want to, we won't force it...... It's a personal choice. ”

"Well, I also believe in Brother Qin Yu." Miao Miao opened her mouth crisply and said, "I'll go back and take out the rest of me...... Hehe, but, Brother Qin Yu, you have to count when you speak, you will have to pay me back twice when the time comes! ”

Miao Miao's eyes sparkled.

Brilliant as a jewel.

As he spoke, he really turned around, and without the slightest hesitation, walked quickly towards his house.

The villagers were talking.

"Haha, that's it, the old man is also here to participate in a ...... If there is real hope, it doesn't matter if it's still alive, it's worth it. The old soul laughed, turned and staggered, and walked towards his house.

Gradually, more and more villagers, one by one, left, and walked towards their houses.

There are only a few, still entangled and hesitant.

But after a while, he also left......

"Mo Han, you are responsible for counting ......" When there were few people around, Qin Yu said to Mo Han.

Mo Han nodded.

I found a notebook and a pen out of nowhere, and began to count and record the property of the villagers.

Time passed, gradually.

In the village, except for the disappearance of the black fat and the loss of Qin Yu's wealth, the remaining forty-seven users all handed over their respective properties.

So that the resources of the whole village are completely concentrated.

"Mo Han, how many resources does our village have?" Qin Yu looked at Mo Han and asked.

Mo Han looked at the notebook and muttered: "There are still twenty catties of soul rice, fifty catties of soul powder, and one hundred copper coins left............ As for other valuable things, if you take them out and exchange them, it is estimated that they are only twenty copper coins. ”

Mo Han closed the notebook and shook his head.

Even though he knew that there were very few resources, when Qin Yu heard this number, his heart still sank.

Forty-eight people, twenty catties of soul rice, how long can they last?

As for soul powder, it's not very useful......

What can you do with one hundred and twenty copper coins? Many villagers also sighed when they learned of this result.

Resources, are too little, too little!

There is very little room to play......

The ghost wealth boy, after knowing this number, looked at the worried people with an embarrassed face.

If it weren't for his dereliction of duty and the loss of copper coins, maybe this group of souls would not be so worried.

After the villagers left, Mo Han couldn't help but ask, "Qin Yu, what are you going to do now?" ”

Qin Yu stared at the stone jar, pondered for a moment, and said, "Tomorrow...... Let's go to 'Tang City' three times! ”

"'Tang City'?"

"What are we going to Tang City for?" Mo Han asked puzzled.

"If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, and if you want to make money, you must first solve the market...... You won't get it, hey! Qin Yu smiled mysteriously and said, "Tomorrow, you just have to follow me." ”

………………

When Qin Yu returned to the house, it was already very late.

The villagers' affairs suddenly added a sense of pressure to him. After chatting with Mo Han and the boy for a long time, he returned to the room to rest.

Through some small talk, I have a clearer understanding of the Spirit Sacrifice Village and the world.

Especially, within a radius of 100 miles!

Within a radius of 100 miles, in addition to the Sacrifice Village, there are also 18 other villages...... This belongs to the extreme northern poverty area of Anbei Province!

Collectively known as 'Hundred Miles and Nineteen Villages. ’

Nineteen villages, all different in size, scale, and customs, each with its own characteristics!

In this 100-mile area, in the center of the nineteen villages, there is a special area of no more than three miles.

This area is called 'Tang City'!

To be precise, it is Tang City, which belongs to the 'Hundred Miles and Nineteen Villages'!

Tang City is a commodity trading market!

It is a unique existence in Tang Huangzhou, from the state to the county, to the government, there is Tang City!

But the difference in scale is huge!

Qin Yu's goal is this 'Tang City', and only after understanding Tang City can he grasp something from it.

"Forget it, don't think about it so much yet, after reading it tomorrow, you should know." Qin Yu shook his head, dispelling the thoughts in his mind.

With a deep groan, he took out the purple leaf handed to him by the Spirit Sacrifice Tree from his arms.

The purple leaves are like jade, and the veins are clear.

The faint purple light is as brilliant as a streamline, crystal bright, hazy and dreamy, making people dizzy.

"Enlightenment ......"

Qin Yu held the purple leaf, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Great demon spells, can wear yin and yang!

As long as he learns, he can go to see his sister whenever he wants!

Know Qin Xin's specific situation.

After taking a deep breath, he decisively swallowed the purple leaf in one gulp.

The purple leaves entered his throat, like a clear spring, and instantly melted into his body. But after waiting for half a sound, Qin Yu was depressed and found that there was no reaction.

Could it be fake?

Almost at the moment when this thought just arose in his mind, Qin Yu didn't have time to react, he directly screamed in pain, covering his head with both hands, and an indescribable pain exploded directly from his head, like a tidal wave, constantly impacting his nerves!

In the confusion, in my mind, there seemed to be strings of words like tadpoles.

That's the 'Enlightenment' technique!