Li He went to the secret room of the Mu Mansion alone, although there were some mechanisms, but he couldn't stop the paper man incarnation, and broke them one by one.

Looking at the warehouse full of bitter tea leaves, as well as countless grains, and thousands of spirit coins, Li He was a little dazzled.

You must know that even with the background of the Li family, there are no more than 10,000 spirit coins at the strongest, of course, this refers to liquid assets, if you count auspicious rui, shops, houses, etc., it will naturally far exceed.

Ordinary people only need a few spirit coins to support their daily expenses for a month. Even if it is extravagant, the ten spirit coins can fully meet the daily needs of a family of three.

And thousands of spirit coins may be exchanged for a poor quality and old Jiupin Xiangrui in Li Town.

Kuchaling is so poor, and the people of Lingling are even more miserable after the disaster, Mu Feng has actually collected money so far, it is conceivable that the people of Lingmin are just their tools when they are cruel and domineering on weekdays.

He continued to search, but found no hidden treasures, just rare artifacts that could be exchanged for more spirit coins if they were mortgaged to a pawn shop.

If you take these spirit coins back to Li Town, you can buy a good jujube red horse and collect a house containing a compound.

As for being in Kuchaling, there is no need to worry.

After the current Mu Mansion is cleaned up, although it is not as extravagant as Li Zhen, the materials are not bad, it is definitely the first mansion in Kuchaling, and it is not a problem to live in more than 50 people, but at present, there are only Ah Fu and himself.

If you are an ordinary rich man, you will be a soil emperor in Kucha, hugging left and right, happy and happy, but also happy.

But the foundation of all this is under the Tao Law.

Xiangrui chooses all things and gives the most basic plant food to the living beings; Bad omens are a disaster for the world, and people are regarded as dogs. If you are not careful, your life's wealth will be gone.

The predecessor is like this, Mufu is like this, and Li Zhen is like this.

Looking at the belongings of this secret room, the sense of crisis in Li He's heart became stronger and stronger.

Li Heben is not the kind of person who is content with the status quo, not to mention that he has embarked on the road of suppressing bad omens, and he cannot turn back.

Touching the bitter tea leaves again, most of them have lost their moisture, they have dried up, and the aura has also dissipated a lot, although it cannot be used as a spirit, but it still has a huge planting effect.

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The brown foal carries the new lord of the house through the barren and decaying land to the planting area.

Kuchaling is named after bitter tea, in fact, it is also related to the land here, in the past, the people of the mountain opened up the wasteland here, explored more planting species, but the effect was not good. If it is simply used for auspicious catalysis and thankless, it is not something that a group of poor people can afford to support.

After many experiments, several crops suitable for planting were discovered, but after comprehensive economic benefits and environment, bitter tea was finally selected as the main crop here, and the name was changed to Kuchaling.

It is said that bitter tea is a kind of tea with a slightly bitter taste, which has the effect of purifying the heart and lungs, and is often purchased by merchants in the surrounding counties and used as a pharmacological mixture, and the price is expensive.

On weekdays, the Lingmin and the merchants exchange, and the natural harvest is not small, and it is not too difficult to exchange for food and daily use.

But after the previous bad omen, most of the land was barren and there was no grass. The land suitable for planting has become very limited, and most of them are occupied by the large families of Lingzhong, although they are all cultivated for the government, and the distribution rules are still different for the amount of production.

As a result, many Lingling people have no land to plant, no income, and can only do some odd jobs to make ends meet, so they are naturally becoming more and more dissatisfied.

"The lord of the mansion is here to inspect, what are you still standing for!"

Zhong Min grimaced beside the field. The farmer who was fiddling with the tea field in the distance lifted his hunched back and looked at this side with a numb face, very wooden.

There were men and women in the field, all of them with yellow faces and thin muscles, and their movements were numb. There were only a few oxen that were plowing the land, and they looked up and continued to plow the ground.

"You don't need to gather everyone, the tun chief who manages the field, call him over!" Li He said.

Zhong Min waved his hand at a guard next to him, and the other party hurriedly ran to negotiate with a few peasants, only to run back in embarrassment.

"Report to your lord, the chief of this land drank a hangover a few days ago and froze to death in the wild!" Yawei scratched his head, but also brought back a bald man, "At present, this bald man is in charge." ”

Zhong Min glanced at him a few times and asked sternly.

"The tun chief died, such a big thing, he didn't report it, are there any government rules?"

Qiao Bald was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"My lord spares my life, my lord spares my life, I heard that something happened to Lingquan in the past few days, and the old men of the Yawei are busy, and we don't dare to disturb the government because of this matter."

Zhong Min was about to scold the other party for quibbling, but Li He waved his hand, looked at the field in the distance, and asked gently.

"I am not to blame for the past, I just came here to see the bitter tea planting, this year's harvest is good?"

The tea land in the distance is wide and there are many people, and it has reached the ripening season of bitter tea, but a few leaves grow scattered in the ground, and more are withered and withered plants.

Although the tea land here is not a high-quality land close to Lingquan, it is also relatively fertile, with sufficient water conservancy in the middle and upper grades, and there are no more than ten places in the Kucha Ridge. If even this place is a bleak scene, you can imagine what those barren lands must be like.

Seeing that Li He's face was a little heavy, Qiao Bald stammered when he spoke.

"Great, sir, no, it's not that we're lazy. In fact, the ground is not nutritious, and now, the spiritual spring has suffered another disaster and has not been replenished. ”

As he spoke, Qiao Bald raised his rough hand and wiped his tears, choking up.

"The big guys have tried their best to cultivate, and even if the tea field in the past few years has a small output, it can still squeeze out some finished products. But after years of consumption, and there is no replenishment, the tea field is almost the same as the wild wasteland.

Every household on our side, no matter day or night, there are always people watching, for fear that there will be wild beasts or extreme weather to cause trouble, and even this little harvest will be ruined, then it will not be able to live! ”

Speaking of sadness, Qiao Bald couldn't care about his previous fear, and his wrinkled face was piled together, revealing a thick despair.

Li He's eyes were withdrawn from the field, the people of Kuchaling Ridge were indeed full of disasters, not only were they oppressed by evil officials, but they also watched God eat, and they were threatened by bad omens, and they would die anytime and anywhere.

This is the disadvantage of not having auspiciousness, if there is an auspicious presence corresponding to the vegetation, whether it is land or spiritual plants, it will be greatly improved. Even if the tea farmers can't get much profit, food and clothing are still not a problem, and now even living is a luxury.

If you want to develop a fiefdom, you must cultivate an auspicious rui again.

Li He turned his head to look at Zhong Min.

"Excessive loss of land is a long-term problem, is there a way to solve it?"

Zhong Min groaned and said.

"If the land on the periphery has been barren for many years, it is naturally not something that can be changed overnight. However, this tun and the tea field close to the Lingquan, the situation is okay, and when the Lingquan is restored, it will be watered more, and it can barely continue. ”

Seeing that the mansion lord's face was gloomy, he hesitated for a moment and continued.

"If we can collect less tea tax and leave some for fertilizer to nourish the tea fields and form a cycle, maybe there will be a great improvement in the next few years.

Mu Feng managed this matter before, and it has been improved year after year, maybe it can be reduced by two percent, no, one percent......"

As soon as he said it, Zhong Min regretted it, it stands to reason that the tea tax is the income of the lord of the mansion, and if it is cut, it will indeed allow the tea farmers to slow down, but it will damage the actual interests of the lord of the mansion.

Mu Feng continued to raise the tax rate before, and the people of Lingmin were already miserable, and even if it was reduced by three percent, it would return to normal. But is this what he can say as a court judge?

In particular, the mansion master also has the strength to surpass Mu Feng, and can even resist bad omens.

At least life is guaranteed, and the rest of the patience will pass.

Zhong Min's face was full of remorse, and he just wanted to open his mouth to make amends, but Li He said.

"Then this year's tea tax will be exempted, and I will prepare the expenses of the government and the goods handed over to Li Town."

Hearing this, not only Zhong Min's eyes widened, but the surrounding guards also looked at the mansion master in a daze.

Who doesn't know that the bigwigs of Li Town come to these poor and remote places just to make money and enjoy a unique status. And what about the upside down?

Li He ignored their surprise and continued.

"Now that Lingquan is temporarily unusable, each piece of land receives a batch of old bitter tea leaves, and uses the secret method as fertilizer to nourish the land. Those barren peripheral lands also have a share, Zhong Min, you do a good job of distribution, go to my house to collect it, and distribute it to everyone. ”

His grim gaze swept over the guard.

"If anyone dares to do anything in it, let it be fertilizer!"

Everyone didn't dare to look at those eyes that had no temperature, Zhong Min seemed to have something to say, and finally swallowed it.

Only one person fell to his knees with a "poof".

Qiao Bald hugged the leg of the mansion master, tears flowed from his wrinkled face, and he choked up.

"Thank you, thank you, ......"