"Yes."

A hint of suspicion appeared on the old man's face, but he still got out of the way and motioned for Qin Fan to enter the granary.

Qin Fan stepped into the granary, glanced around, and found that all the grains in the granary were shriveled ears of wheat.

And each bag is relatively old, and apparently no one has been caring for it for a long time.

The old man followed Qin Fan's side, and while directing him to select grain, he asked, "Why do you want to rent farm tools?"

"Hehe, of course it's rice." Qin Fan said with a faint smile.

The old man sneered, "Do you think it's possible to harvest rice by planting rice in such a barren area?"

"Why not?"

"Hmph, foolishness."

The old man glanced at Qin Fan coldly and said, "The environment here is so bad, it is impossible to cultivate rice at all."

"Are you trying to play tricks? Tell you, the old man is not so easy to fool, get out of here."

Qin Fan shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "It seems that you don't trust my judgment."

"Why should I believe your words?" The old man pouted arrogantly: "Who would believe such a simple thing?"

Qin Fan said indifferently, "Okay. How long do you think it will take to transform this land into a field suitable for growing wheat seedlings?"

The old man was stunned.

After a moment, he burst out laughing, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Hahaha, boy, you've got a bad brain, right?"

Qin Fan rolled his eyes and said, "Do you believe it or not?"

After leaving the next sentence, Qin Fan turned around and left.

Seeing Qin Fan's appearance of not being able to eat oil and salt, the old man said angrily, "Wait, I was just joking with you just now."

Qin Fan stopped, turned around and said, "I'm sorry, I don't have a habit of joking with strangers."

"You." The old man was so angry that his beard trembled.

He lived to be fifty or sixty years old, and he had never been so despised.

"Do you really have a way to grow rice here?" The old man took a deep breath, calmed his anger, and said in a deep voice.

Qin Fan nodded and said with a smile, "You think I look like I'm lying?"

Looking at Qin Fan's confident appearance, the old man couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Can you really get wheat seedlings planted here?" The old man asked again.

"You don't care about it, you tell me directly, if you want to help me with this." Qin Fan said with a smile.

The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "You must know that although this area is remote and barren, it was also one of the important grain production bases of the empire, so it is difficult to relocate."

"You mean not to say yes?" Qin Fan raised his eyebrows, and his tone instantly became cold.

Feeling the murderous intent contained in Qin Fan's tone, the old man suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

He waved his hand again and again and said, "Don't get excited, I didn't mean that."

Qin Fan sneered and asked, "Since it didn't mean that, what reason is there to refuse?"

"Okay." The old man sighed and said through gritted teeth.

"Anyway, now that the imperial capital is about to fall, what am I doing here? It's better to take a gamble."

"Okay, refreshed."

Qin Fan stretched out his right hand to high-five the old man, and said with a smile, "From today onwards, I will call you Uncle Liu."

"Well, you can call me whatever you want." The old man said helplessly.

The two looked at each other, and then laughed in unison.

"Since you are going to transform this place into a rice field, there must be a shortage of seeds and farming tools, and I will prepare them for you right away." After the old man finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Looking at his back, Qin Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I don't know why the old man suddenly changed his attitude, at least he stabilized him temporarily.

"I hope this old thing can be more reliable."

Qin Fan muttered, continuing to look for a suitable fit in the granary

Tools and seeds for growing rice.

However, to his disappointment, the entire granary was empty, and there were hardly any agricultural tools of any kind and purpose.

Qin Fan frowned slightly, and secretly wondered, "Could it be that the old guy is playing tricks on me?"

"Hey, you stop." Qin Fan suddenly shouted.

The old man turned around, frowned, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Didn't I say it, I'm short of a batch of seeds right now, so please help me prepare it quickly."

"Nope."

The old man shook his head and said, "All the seeds here have been sold."

"Sold out?" Qin Fan was stunned, and immediately said in distress: "What should I do if I don't have a seed? I can't take the granary with me."

The old man smiled and said, "Actually, you don't have to worry at all, I can lend you a batch of seeds, and you can go back and sow them."

"Isn't that right? After all, you don't have any seeds here."

"Don't worry, I still have it at home."

Qin Fan nodded suddenly, and then asked, "Where is that kind of child?"

The old man raised his left arm, pointed to the thatched hut next to the granary, and said, "There is storage."

Looking in the direction of his finger, Qin Fan saw a row of thatched houses, and immediately couldn't cry or laugh.

"There's a house here?"

"Yes, why not?" The old man asked rhetorically.

"Because you look quite old, how can you live in a place like this?" Qin Fan asked in surprise.

"Ahem." The old man's face twitched, and he explained embarrassedly, "My house was washed away by floods in the early years."

"I see."

Qin Fan nodded in understanding, and then followed the old man to the thatched house.

"Qin County ordered you to wait a while, and I'll bring some seeds to you."

The old man turned and walked away towards the back of the thatched hut.

Qin Fan glanced around, and after finding nothing abnormal, he sat down on a stone bench to rest.

After a while, the old man came over with a cloth bag.

"Qin County Order, are these seeds enough?"

"That's enough." Qin Fan nodded with satisfaction, got up and said, "Thank you."

The old man shook his head and said, "You're welcome, this is what I should do."

With that, the old man turned and departed, but did not return to his house.

Looking at the back of the old man leaving, Qin Fan was thoughtful.

He guessed that the old man probably lived in a nearby village, perhaps to protect the people here.

After all, in this world, the power is respected, and the lives of ordinary people are completely worthless.

Early the next morning.

Qin Fan opened his eyes and woke up, washed and ate, and then left the village.

Outside the city gate, Qin Fan saw a group of patrol soldiers, waiting at the city gate.

He walked straight ahead.

At this moment, a soldier walked up to Qin Fan and stopped him.

"You're the new prefectural commander, aren't you?" The soldier looked at Qin Fan with a respectful expression.

"You know me?"

"Of course I do." The soldier showed a sincere smile and said, "We have been discussing all this time, our Qin County Order of Wannian County looks extraordinary."

Hearing his praise, Qin Fan touched his nose with some shame and said, "It's over, I'm just an ordinary person."