Every time Lu Jingzhi went to a village, he would tell them that this year's tax was exempted from the adults, but this year, on the premise of ensuring their livelihood, they should produce more special products from their own village, and the young master would be useful after the year. And everywhere we go, we will count the output capacity and make estimates to predict how many and what kinds of special products will be received where next year.

Although there were not many villages under Bergo's rule, only seven or eight, his territory was a long and narrow one, and it took more than ten days to go from beginning to end. By the time they reached the last village, they had reached the outermost part of the lord's domain. In Sijiu's words, this is already a dangerous zone, and this last village is almost impossible to go to or not. Because this side is almost a three-way zone, in addition to their own lords managing this village, there is another lord who declares that they also have jurisdiction over this village. It is said that this kind of village is the worst, and it has to be taxed twice a year, and if it can't be collected, it can only be paid by people. As a result, the villagers in this village can only maintain a situation of not dying or living, and there is no development at all.

"Won't the lord find the other party to negotiate a solution?" Lu Jingzhi asked puzzled.

"This young master, don't be stupid to ask a little thing, so what is a negotiated solution?" Sijiu asked puzzled.

Lu Jingzhi was speechless, and thought about how to explain it for a long time, and finally had to say: "It's about a discussion, and then make an agreement, and then implement this agreement in the future." ”

"This young master, don't be stupid, what is the agreement?" Sijiu continued to ask.

"That's it......" Lu Jingzhi didn't know how to explain, and couldn't help kicking Sijiuyi angrily, and said: "You don't have to worry about this, I just asked: Why don't you discuss who belongs to the village?"

Sijiu honestly took this kick and said, "This young master, don't be stupid, you can't understand it, if you fight with someone, will you still be kind to discuss the division of the village?"

Hey~!Sijiu, you become angry with me, don't talk about war, you still ask questions. Lu Jingzhi sat on the sliding rod and leaned back, rolling his eyes in anger. However, Sijiu is also right: In a village in a disputed area, both sides want to profit from it, so how can they think of discussing the matter of dividing the village? This village was already very lucky that it was not destroyed by the war.

Sijiu saw that this strange young master didn't speak, and he didn't dare to persuade more, but he was secretly on guard, if there was a problem, he must let the stupid fool carry the young master to run first, and he would follow behind. Let these goblin minions stay and fight with their zombie minions. This time, the ghost pawns were naturally fully armed, and even their zombie minions picked up simple weapons and prepared to deal with the battle.

As he spoke, the border village in front of him was already in sight.

The border village is at war because there is a sulphur lake nearby. If ice fruit and ice mushroom were the luxuries of the undead nobles, then sulfur was a necessity for the low-level undead. In the undead world, as on the ground, there are also some scavenging fungi and parasites. In order to prevent the attached flesh from decomposing further or being eaten by parasites, the zombies will wash their flesh with the water of the sulphur lake. If it is far away from the lake, it is necessary to bring the sulfur back, and turn the flue gas after roasting the sulfur into acidic water like the sulfur lake water, which can be used for cleaning.

Therefore, no matter which camp the undead are in, sulfur is a necessity for the low-level, and even becomes hard currency. Lu Jingzhi wanted to venture into this village in order to obtain sulfur mines.

The border villages are extremely weak, with no more than 10 families, and most of them are young and middle-aged. The children of the border villages had to become laborers as soon as possible, and at the age of about five or six they began to pack sulfur stones, and the older children used clay pots to fetch water from the lake. Looking at the child who was not much older than himself, carrying a large tank of acidic lake water on his back, running back and forth to the poisonous lake, Lu Jingzhi's heart swelled with a burst of coolness.

Even adults almost always go to the lake to collect sulfur. Although they did not do anything, they were able to exchange the sulphur for enough food from the tax collectors who came to collect the tax, which the tax collectors of both families were happy to do, after all, sulphur was expensive and food was cheap.

The village chiefs of the previous villages were all old and virtuous, at least they were also proficient in mediating with ghost pawns and tax collectors, but the village chief of the border village was a young man, and he probably chose the strongest person to be the village chief. It's just that the village chief looks five big and three thick, very strong, but his personality is a bit of a mother-in-law. When the young village chief saw Lu Jing and his party coming, he knew that it was time to pay taxes again.

"My lord, this is all the brimstone we have. It was a few baskets of ore, full of ore, "Please leave us enough food and take the brimstone with us." According to the young village chief, half of the sulphur was used for food, and the other half was for taxes. In fact, if it was a trade between castles, a basket of sulfur could be exchanged for a whole year's worth of food for the ten families.

"Forty-nine, old rule, go and ask this village chief what his surname is. Lu Jingzhi commanded. He went to the village more, so he naturally understood the thoughts of these village chiefs. Calling them big brother or uncle or something often makes them feel at a loss, and it is better to maintain a condescending attitude, and even do not talk to them directly, but send someone with almost the same status to talk.

"Brother of the village chief, our young master asked you what your surname is. "Brother Sijiu, this village chief deserves it. He also knew that people like Sijiu had also gone out of the ghost slave village. After greetings, Sijiu learned that the village chief's surname was Wei, and he also knew the general situation of the village, but he didn't mention the tax exemption. This is also what this strange young master said before entering the village.

When Lu Jingzhi learned that their specialty was sulfur, he immediately realized that sulfur was a necessity in the world of the undead. Without brimstone, the bodies of the undead would soon be eaten by scavengers. So Lu Jingzhi immediately found out that he had to have more and more sulfur.

"Big brother village chief, our young master asked, why do you have more than 20 mining laborers here, but only produce such a small amount of mine. Sijiu got the instruction and came over to ask for the young master.

"My lord, that's a lot. The village chief couldn't help but be a little anxious, and said directly to Lu Jingzhi: "More than 20 of us are mining, but we are not immortal after all, and we dare not live too close to the lake. It takes two hours just to go back and forth. You can only go twice a day, once in the morning when the weather is cool and the water on the lake is not steaming, and again after dinner when the lake has cooled down. Even the children who fetch water go like this. But as you can see, our village didn't live past the age of thirty at all, and they were all poisoned by this water, my lord. ”

Lu Jingzhi was miserable when he heard this, and waved him to stop talking. looked up at the sky for a long time before holding back the tears that were churning in his chest. After a while, he asked the village chief, "I heard that there is often a surge of earth gas on the edge of this sulfur lake, right?"

The village chief nodded, "Yes, sir." I wondered, how did this young man know that there would be earth gas spewing out from the sulfur lake? Seeing that he was also a human being, could it be that his parents were also from sulfur mining?

Lu Jingzhi didn't know what he was thinking, and asked again: "This earth is dry and wet, right?"

The village chief said, "Yes, my lord, but there is more wet and less dry." Moreover, the dry earth gas is mostly poisonous gas. ”

When Lu Jingzhi heard this, he knew that he had guessed correctly, and he felt sorry for him: this sulfur lake is often near the volcano, since there are sulfur crystalline minerals spewed out by previous volcanoes, of course, there will also be sulfur dioxide gas generated after geothermal burning sulfur, as well as water vapor produced by groundwater heating by geothermal heating, and the villagers are poisoned by this sulfur dioxide poisonous gas spewed out from the ground. Although sulfur dioxide is toxic, it is not insoluble, as long as there is activated carbon, the toxic gas is adsorbed and filtered with activated carbon, it will not hurt people. Although skin-to-skin contact is still unavoidable, as long as the inhaled dose is reduced to a level that the human body can bear, inhalation chronic poisoning can be avoided and their lives can be saved.

Seeing that the living and working environment here is very simple, there is obviously no such thing as activated carbon. Then, the young master will teach them to burn activated charcoal. Fortunately, the technical content of burning activated carbon is not high, and even if they have no basic knowledge, they can still learn how to fire.

After figuring out this verse, Lu Jingzhi's spirit perked up and asked, "Does anyone in your village know how to burn charcoal?"

The village chief was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "There is a craftsman in the village who can burn charcoal, but they rarely burn charcoal, and the charcoal is mostly used to burn sulfur, and there is not a lot of stock." I'll let them burn as much charcoal as the adults want. ”

Lu Jingzhi said: "If you are not busy, burn, I will teach you a way to burn charcoal, and after burning, the young master will teach you how to use this charcoal." ”

When the village chief heard this, he was even more confused, this method of burning charcoal would not be possible, but it was reasonable, maybe the tax collector would know how to burn charcoal better. But can you teach this method of using charcoal, and don't you just throw it into the fire? Although I thought so, I didn't dare to say it, but I just asked people to call all the families who burned charcoal and come over to learn how to burn charcoal from adults.

Lu Jingzhi saw that the craftsman had arrived, and said to them: "The young master taught you to be obedient and learned this method, and in the future, this poisonous gas will not only not hurt you, but also make you make a small fortune." ”

I don't want to get rich or anything, I can't hurt people with poisonous gas, that's just a fairy-like ability. When the young village chief heard this, his eyes immediately burst into tears, since the village was built, it has been two or three hundred years, and he has never heard of a tax collector who came to help him solve the problem of poisonous gas. The village chief thanked him again and again, and he almost fell to the ground. Lu Jingzhi didn't feel that he had any domineering spirit, and a casual sentence could make people bow to the ground and be willing to use it for himself. To buy people's hearts, you still have to rely on real things.

"Sijiu, the village chief who pulled this mother-in-law and mother to chat, what are you talking about, I want to know all the things here. Lu Jingzhi asked Sijiu to pull away the village chief who was stammering and saying thanksgiving, and he was impatient to listen to this. If you want to listen to this, you can't hear it? If you go to any village and say that this year is tax-free, there is no one who doesn't say such things. I'm tired of listening to it, and I have the ability to change my tricks and then shoot the young master's ass.

Lu Jingzhi's method of burning activated carbon is actually not difficult, it is nothing more than sealing the broken wood residue into a pressure vessel and roasting it into charcoal. Although there are no pressure vessels in the village, you can find some small wooden barrels that can be fastened tightly, and then the barrels can be fastened with large clay pots. Before firing, the mouth of the clay pot is sealed with mud to avoid air leakage, and then the sealing mud is sintered with a fierce fire to avoid the mouth of the tank being opened when the gas expands, and it is best to press the jar tightly with something that is not easy to catch fire, so as to reduce the force of the seal. Finally, the wood residue in the clay pot is slowly roasted and burned into charcoal without air intake. Although there are many tricks and feet, it is not a difficult task.

"The charcoal burned like this is swelled one by one, if it doesn't swell, throw it away and burn it again for the young master, and burn it until it is qualified. Lu Jingzhi said to this family of charcoal makers.

The charcoal craftsman was already familiar with the craft of charcoal burning, but the method was so ancestral. At this time, seeing that the tax collector actually knew how to burn charcoal, and the method was even more peculiar, I couldn't help but be overjoyed and have a sense of knowledge. Seeing the adult's question, he hurriedly replied: "Yes, the little one will take them to burn charcoal according to the adult's method, and only come back to eat when the adult is done." ”

Lu Jingzhi also told them to stay away after burning the fire, so as not to burst the pressure inside the clay pot and hurt them, and said: "I see that you have been burning charcoal for generations, and this skill must be not bad." As long as you burn charcoal according to the young master's method, you will be worth a hundred times. "This is not to coax him, if he really uses this method to burn activated charcoal, not only will the sulfur collectors in this village benefit, but I am afraid that all the villages under the lord's command that can produce sulfur will be able to increase their production exponentially.

Where there is profit, there is motivation, and the craftsman is busy, looking for clay pots to find clay pots, chopping wood for chopping wood, and looking for barrels to find barrels. The materials were ready, and the firing sites were all ready-made, and according to Lu Jingzhi's method, they were burned. Because they couldn't wait for the sealing mud of the sintered clay pots, the charcoal craftsmen were looking for someone to burn the mud sealing mud of the second batch of clay pots, and at the same time, they covered the first batch of clay pots with a relatively flat stone slab, pressed heavy stones on top, and sealed the seals with broken linen cloth wrapped in yellow mud to prevent it from leaking. Lu Jingzhi was very happy to see that they could not only understand what they meant, but also improve the sealing method by themselves. This heavy stone and flat slate can not only play a role in preventing air leakage, but also play the role of a safety valve when the pressure is too high.

This side is in full swing, and the other side is chatting happily with the village chief, and it has almost reached the point of talking about everything. The first is that the village chief looks up to Sijiu because of Lu Jingzhi, and the second is that Sijiu deliberately caters to the village chief, and the two praise each other, and they can't help but enter the role. As soon as these words were discussed, Sijiu knew a lot of news.

If you want to know what happens next, let's see the next breakdown.