Qing's enclosed soil is busy.

Zuo Shigong Candle Dragon, dressed in blue and gray linen clothes, wearing shabby rhino armor, and a three-foot long sword at his waist.

He is full of majesty, his appearance is extremely ordinary, and he does not attract attention at all, like a country veteran.

Qingyang also wore regular clothes and accompanied him.

The two walked through the wells and fields, as if the younger generations of the family were accompanying the elders to check the growth of grains in the farmland this year.

The autumn wind is rustling, the valley is yellow, and the ears of grain are hanging low, indicating that the autumn harvest is imminent.

"Spring planting, summer growth, autumn harvest, winter storage, the system of four seasons. Thousands of miles southeast of the national capital, under Candle Mountain, is my sealed soil, the aroma of grain at home, the old man has not smelled it for many years!"

The candle dragon's face was filled with a thick smile, but there was a hint of homesickness in his eyes.

He stretched out his palm and stroked it carefully, an ear full of grains, as if he was afraid of damaging the ears of grain, which was the foundation of Xing Guo's foothold in the Northern Wilderness.

Qingyang did not disturb the old man's remembrance, and took a deep breath, the air was filled with the aroma of ripe grains.

Seeing this, the candle dragon smiled slightly, looked around at the Qing's sealed soil, surrounded by mountains and forests, and the scenery was beautiful, and said with a loud smile:

"Xing Guo's land sealing order: the corporal sealed the earth for one mile, for 1,000 acres of land.

The sergeant sealed two miles of earth, 4,000 acres of land.

The sergeant sealed the earthwork for three miles, which was 9,000 acres of land.

In the meantime, mountains, mausoleums, forests, foothills, rivers, rivers, ditches, and desecrations are divided into three.

This flat land between mountains and forests is more than five or six miles long and wide, but it is enough for the Qing clan to expand the sealed soil!"

Qingyang smiled and said: "Back then, the king was very loving, and he was so fertile to divide the land, and I had a foothold with the Qing family, a well field, producing 400 catties of corn, and the land of northern Xinjiang was really rare!"

"Having said that, only those who are virtuous can live in the treasure land!"

The candle dragon shook his head slightly, and said with a smile, "The soil here is fertile, but deep in the mountains and forests, strange beasts and fierce birds are plagued, except for the Qing clan, who can live here safely?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then walked to the stream, where the bone sickle was grinding.

Five or six dams, more than twenty hydraulic mills, constantly emitting hoarse and noisy harsh sounds, but the candle dragon seemed to have not heard of it.

His eyes were sharp, and he only noticed the mountains of bone sickles in the field.

For several days in a row, working day and night, there were almost more than 20,000 bone sickles polished.

The candle dragon picked up the largest bone sickle, and his expression was confused, as if he had seen a stunning beauty.

This bone sickle, five feet long and about seven inches wide, is the leader of the Nine Rank Alien Beasts in the Northern Wilderness, and the dead bones are polished.

The material is crystal clear, faintly shining with a hint of colored light, and the position of the blade is even more flashing with a sharp luster, which makes people feel slightly chilled.

"Exotic beast bones, the Northern Wilderness is also common, mostly used as swords, jewelry, can be sharpened autumn harvest knives, or the first time I saw it!"

Candle Dragon couldn't help nodding, suddenly looked at Qingyang, and asked, "But I don't know, how did you think of it, young boy?"

How did you come up with it?

Could it be that I want to talk about it, this is common sense seen in the outer world?

Turning in his heart, Qingyang chuckled and said: "Master Zuo has won the award, this can be regarded as a coincidence, the kid watched the sky at night, saw the crescent moon like a hook, and his heart moved, so he thought of it."

In addition, the Red Ghost Department ambushed me and expelled a large number of beasts to attack the camp, but with the help of the Mu Clan, the Mu Clan, and the Ye Clan, they killed thousands of giant beasts and had a large number of materials!

Such a coincidence, could it not be that the ancestors of the Xing Kingdom were inspired by the spirit of heaven?"

This kid must be lying, the ancestors of Xing Guo want to be enlightened, and that is also looking for Xing Hou.

Whether it was Mr. He, Dr. Cheng, or Candle Dragon, they all saw that Qingyang didn't tell the truth, but it didn't matter, they just needed an explanation.

What can be more than such a statement to show that this is a proof of the longevity of Xing Guo's national fortunes?

The smile on the candle dragon's face has not been broken.

He stroked his beard, which was not long, and said happily: "This bone sickle enables one person to have ten people's merits, and even if he works hard, a farmer can at least twice as many fields in the future." ”

Cheng Tong was also overjoyed, and complimented: "Master Zuo, with this thing, will the king let go of the wilderness in the future?

Pioneering, it is the lord's private reclamation of wasteland, in previous years, because of the barren land of Xingguo, this is all tacit, but it will never be officially recognized.

A group of armor soldiers, although they are soldiers, but as the elite of the three divisions of the monarch, at least they are all sons of wealthy and good families, and nearly half of them are from Gyeonggi feudal families.

Hearing what Cheng Yu said, I couldn't help but listen to them one by one.

Candle Dragon glanced at Cheng Yu lightly and reprimanded: "Pioneering, why don't you want to fight for the country and win military merits in order to seal the territory?"

was reprimanded by the candle dragon, and everyone didn't dare to say anything about pioneering, and began to discuss how to use the bone sickle to get more harvests.

In the middle of talking, he even wanted the farmer slave to cultivate more land and obtain more lucrative income, but he was reluctant to increase the remuneration of the farmer and slave.

Qingyang frowned, and said: "Master Zuo, the strength of the Xing country is by no means the responsibility of only our lords, and it is the right thing for the country to be rich and the people strong."

Now that there are bone sickles, cattle and livestock, and water mills, the increased harvest is enough for the farmers to gain more profits, and they blindly squeeze the farmers and slaves, only for fear that it will be unrighteous and cause disaster!"

Candle Dragon didn't speak for a long time, his face changed, and he was seriously thinking about Qingyang's suggestion.

Cheng Yu's expression changed, and he hurriedly said: "This bone sickle needs to be used carefully, you must not distribute the bone sickle of foreign beasts to farmers and slaves, maybe an ordinary one-foot bone sickle is better!"

Many armor soldiers, hearing Cheng Yu's words, couldn't help but think about it seriously, but none of them thought of being kind to the farmers and slaves.

Qingyang said to the candle dragon again, and loudly persuaded: "Master Zuo should think twice!"

"Alas, the countrymen and farmers are the foundation of the country, and their lives are difficult, which is not what I want, but this matter is not a family name!"

The candle dragon shook his head slightly, put down the bone sickle, looked at Qingyang and admonished, "After I return to the capital, I will explain this matter to the king!"

was said by Qingyang, and everyone lost the interest in chatting.

Moreover, the autumn harvest is urgent, and the processed bone sickles, stone grinders, ox nose rings, leather gloves, etc., all need to be distributed to the whole country as soon as possible, and the hands of the knights everywhere are used as physical references.

Candle Dragon didn't have time to stay longer, everything was ready to go, and he said kindly to Qingyang: "I know that you are worried about state affairs, but you are not in your position and do not seek politics."

In the future, when you are among the kings, let's talk about these things.

In addition, these bone sickles, tools, and pricing details will be discussed by a special person, and with the old man here, the Qing family will never be at a loss!"

Qingyang frowned slightly, but still smiled reluctantly: "A little trivial matter, let Master Zuo worry about it!, but I know that Xing Guo is short of money, if it can be converted into equivalent miscellaneous beans, it will be better!"

Candle Dragon's face was surprised, Qingyang didn't want any money, just asked to send worthless miscellaneous beans.

I was puzzled, but I agreed, there are not many others in Xing Guo, almost all of this thing is eaten by slaves, cattle and horses, and it is relatively tolerant to salt and alkali, and the annual output is extremely large.