In the afternoon, Feng Nianxi and the others quietly left.

Only Wang Xiaoqiu saw him off. Wang Xiaoqiu was crying so much that the shadow of the spirit beast car was invisible, so she was reluctant to accept her tears. I was startled when I turned around. All men, women, and children all knelt silently behind her to send off the goddess.

Feng Nianxi, who was busy cultivating watermelons with Hu Niu in the space, received the power of faith from the villagers of Xianlai Village.

The immortals who have experienced in the world have their own fate. Those who can meet them are those who are destined for them. Fate and law have cause and effect, sow good causes, and get good results. Therefore, whatever Feng Nian encounters will not turn a blind eye.

Feng Nianxi guessed correctly, the round melon that Wei Xiaowu found was the watermelon she had in mind. It's just that the watermelon at this time is small, thick-skinned, and sour, and can't be eaten at all. She and Tiger Girl picked out the ripe seeds and soaked them in the Gyokuro Spring. After planting two crops, you can almost breed a new variety of watermelon with large skin, thin skin and sweet skin.

In order to increase the sweetness of the watermelon, when planting watermelon, she even had the idea of burying honey around the melon seeds.

Three days later.

"Where have you gone?" Feng Nianxi asked casually.

"Master, I have entered the territory of the Southern Regions and arrived at the Sunset River."

The Sunset River is a branch of the Grand Canyon at Sunset. Every year in autumn, the river floods and floods.

The group got off the bus by the river. Feng Nianxi put the spirit beast car into the space.

There is a small ferry crossing by the river. They did not take a detour, and if they wanted to get from here to the nearest Chaoyang County, they had to cross the river by boat.

There are only two dilapidated wooden boats moored at the ferry. The owners of the wooden boats were all old men in their fifties and sixties, dressed in tatters, and covered with frost and sorrow.

Feng Nianxi couldn't help frowning slightly.

Wei Chun chartered both boats according to his master's instructions. Both boatmen were very pleased.

The Wei brothers occupied a boat. Feng Nianxi, Hu Niu, the two ancestors, a thousand faces occupy a boat.

After getting on the boat, Qianmian chatted enthusiastically with the boatman.

"Boatman, this place is sparsely populated, you ferry here, can you make money?"

The boatman's surname is Jiang, and he sighed when he heard this, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be deeper, "The largest wharf in Chaoyang County is controlled by the county lieutenant, and the ship tax is particularly high. We, the poor, can't afford to pay our taxes. For this abandoned wharf, we have to pay 60% tax. ”

"Sixty percent"

Wouldn't that be more than half of the income had to be handed over, and Qianmian couldn't help but glance at Feng Nianxi. Seeing the master's cold face, his heart trembled, "That, the boat family, the Southern Regions have changed the Divine Monarch, do you know?"

The boatman smiled wryly, "I know." It doesn't matter who becomes a god and we little people. On average, Chaoyang County floods once every three years, displacing people and starving everywhere. The county guard and the county lieutenant are still rich, and the former Shenjun has never taken care of it. He sat in the temple and probably didn't even know that there was a small place like ours. ”

"I heard that the new Divine Monarch has issued a lot of policies, do you know?"

The boatman did not have a trace of joy, but regained his numb look, "hehe"

Several people looked at each other.

Listen to the boatman's meaning

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