I have to say that the orcs' preference for wine is simply better than a qiē, and all the doubts about Luo Yu have disappeared after drinking distilled liquor. Even the young man who had always been hostile to Luo Yu had to admit that it was not a loss to exchange a hundred head horses for sheep intestines and this kind of wine.

Seeing this, Luo Yu's smug smile remained on his face, and his expression even looked a little sè.

But soon, when he noticed that everyone's eyes were blue, and when they threw a wolf-like look at him, the smile on his face froze.

"The output of this wine is extremely low, not even the Qiankun Empire, it is owned by a nobleman's private family, and it only costs ninety catties a year, but I have to come over!"

Luo Yu reacted very quickly, and immediately opened his mouth to explain, these people don't need to ask and are worried about distilled spirits, but a hundred catties of distilled spirits is not enough at all. If you don't keep some private goods, you won't even be able to leave scum. As for the contract, except for the daddy patriarch, no one else can see it at all, don't worry.

Sure enough, a group of sub-orcs were very dissatisfied, a total of ninety catties of distilled liquor, how could they give some to the patriarchs, and the maximum amount left for the golden lion was forty catties. And the patriarch must have left the big head, so how much more can he have in his own hands.

"It's only ninety pounds a year, Luo Yu, don't you be deceived anymore, right?" asked the young man who began to gloat.

"Hmph!" Glancing at the young man disdainfully, Luo Yu said, "I added a hundred beef cattle in exchange, otherwise people won't give it at all!"

"What's the matter?" the patriarch sitting on the throne frowned sharply and asked in a deep voice, "Why are there a hundred more beef cattle?"

A hundred head horses in exchange for sheep intestines and this distilled spirit, they can still accept, but with a hundred beef cattle, then they will lose a lot.

"It's a hundred bulls! I wouldn't be stupid enough to give them cows!" Luo Yu said immediately.

"Oh! " The patriarch and most of the ministers breathed a sigh of relief, but a hundred bulls would be fine.

"Who is the nobleman who made this wine, can you let him get more?" the patriarch's attention immediately turned to the wine.

Several high-level executives of the other Golden Lions also showed expectant expressions, and the feeling of burning all over their bodies just now was so wonderful that they couldn't stop it.

"That person's name is Jiang Xingchen, he is just sixteen years old, and his specific identity Tang Chuxue didn't say! But he can enter and exit Tang Chuxue's big tent at will, and his identity is definitely not simple...... As for letting him make more of this kind of wine, I'm afraid it won't work, he can only produce ninety catties a year, which means that this is his bottom limit!"

"Hey~" Hearing Luo Yu's explanation, everyone sighed regretfully! And the name Jiang Xingchen was also imprinted in their minds......

By the middle of January 234 in the Qiankun calendar, the disaster caused by the heavy snow and cold had subsided, and a large amount of grain and materials seized in Pingjuncheng had been transferred, and the relief of the two major grain-producing areas of Shendu and Qi Yue had been allocated, and the affected areas had basically recovered stability.

The price of grain is stable, coupled with a great victory over Xuanyuan Tianzong, and the contract signed to bring next year's grain to come, and both the people and nobles are full of a sense of security! And with the approach of the Spring Festival song and dance performance in early March, the people and nobles who are in a stable state of mind are paying more and more attention to this kind of only and largest entertainment in the empire, and people with a little condition have begun to watch the song and dance more often.

After many days of promotion, the drum was a new instrument that was well received by everyone, with a strong rhythm, a low thunderous sound, and a vibrating feeling, all of which deeply attracted the audience, and at the same time attracted countless skilled craftsmen to start studying the making of this instrument.

Bison leather, hollow barrels with curved shapes, hoops, rivets...... After repeated research and countless attempts, this instrument was finally imitated.

In the Imperial Academy, the old dean Feng Xuanzhang didn't know how to express his feelings, it is said that the big drum was imitated, and then it was a good thing to promote it more widely, after all, pointing to Jiang Xingchen to make a one-man system, it was far from satisfying the demand...... But in this way, it means that the snare drum in the army will no longer be a secret.

Subsequently, he reported this matter to the Emperor Qiankun, but what he didn't expect was that the Emperor didn't care. He waved his hand and said: "Since the process of making zuò is so simple, the craftsmen of our empire can imitate it, then the manual level of Xuanyuan Tianzong is much higher than ours, and it is definitely better to imitate it, but it is better to promote it directly!"

Hearing the emperor say this, Feng Xuanzhang breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down from the gains and losses, and then returned to the Imperial Academy to encourage the students who learned to make handmade zuò to make a large number of imitations......

At the same time, Jiang Xingchen, who was far away in Qingfeng Mountain, didn't know that the big drum had been copied and was still busy with his plan.

After making more than 300 toothbrushes in a row, he took out a pen and paper, wrote and drew on the white silk, and then instructed Du Rushan to send these things to Hongyuan City.

In the next few days, in addition to accompanying Mei'er and watching the progress of the project, the rest of his time was spent groping for the functions of the Mingzhi Array after its development.

The perception of fluctuations is indeed stronger than before, but it is not obvious, and the fish nest is still not visible through the ice.

When stir-frying, the control of the heat is also more refined, and he can clearly detect the size of the fire and the changes in the food, which makes the old man constantly praise, saying that he is getting better and better at cooking...... However, this is still far from the effect of the formation in Jiang Xingchen's imagination.

The control of one's own breath, as well as the control of one's own fluctuations, are still the same as before, and there is no change!

After many fruitless explorations, Jiang Xingchen couldn't help but be a little frustrated: "Could it be that the effect of the formation has come to an end......

But he thought about it: "No, it's done, so what else is it developing, can't it be useless......"

After thinking about it, he couldn't find the reason, Jiang Xingchen was really a little depressed! Fortunately, at this time, Mo Hongxian brought him good news, the mine he had planted before finally exploded. Not only did those nobles pay for the secret recipe given to them for free, but the method of making the push-pull bellows also sold for a large sum of money, and he received a total of more than 700,000 citrine coins.

Seeing that his shriveled family foundation was bulging again, the depression of not figuring out the function of the formation dissipated.

"If you can't study it thoroughly, you won't study it for the time being, I don't know when it happens that the effect will be reflected!" comforted himself, Jiang Xingchen went to watch Mei'er and Xin'er play chess.

During this period, the huge momentum caused by the opening of Castle Peak Village also attracted the attention of other surrounding villages.

As the weather cleared, people who had been at home for a long time went out to buy daily necessities such as oil and salt, and it was easy to spot convoys of goods constantly delivering supplies to Qingshan Village.

"Isn't that direction Qingshan Village, why are there so many cars carrying things there?"

"Look at this big car, it seems to be full of food and meat, how much does it cost!"

"Qingshan Village is notoriously poor, where did they get the money to buy so much food?"

"What's so strange about this, maybe the lord of the family has money, and in a harsh winter like this year, it's normal to store more!"

"Shit! The lord is rich, which rich and powerful lord would choose a poor place like Qingshan Village, and he will have enough to eat......

So, driven by curiosity, some people followed to take a look, and were immediately stunned by the scene of thousands of people starting construction.

"Oh my God, what are you doing, Kaishan?"

"They're crazy, are they taking money to burn and play, what are they doing digging mountains when they have nothing to do?"

"Don't dazzle me anymore, those white round bags are actually in and out......"

Soon more people heard the news and came to watch...... In the end, the people of the earth-shattering mercenary group had to come forward, and if there were more people, it would affect the work.

These people in the earth-shattering mercenary group have all seen blood, and they walked out with a straight face, and the momentum they exuded was chilling, and the villagers who were watching dared to stay, and suddenly the birds and beasts dispersed.

However, although the villagers of other villages did not dare to come, the news of the opening of Qingshan Village spread.

Han Xiaowu and they were all a little worried about this matter, after all, the 10,000 acres of wasteland was not Jiang Xingchen's at all, and now that such a big action of opening the mountain was spread, it was inevitable that people with ulterior motives would catch him and persuade him to temporarily stop work.

But after Jiang Xingchen heard this, he smiled faintly, looked indifferent, and said, "It's okay, don't worry about him!"

As a private soldier, Han Xiaowu certainly couldn't interfere with Jiang Xingchen's decision, but he couldn't ignore it, so he went to the old man.

But what he didn't expect was that the old man was the same as Jiang Xingchen, smiled faintly, waved his hand, and didn't even say a word!

Of course, Han Xiaowu did not give up, the empire clearly stipulated that land can only be rewarded, and no nobles and commoners can open up the wasteland without authorization, if they are caught, it will be a big crime.

But just as he was about to continue to persuade the old man, the old man suddenly smiled and said, "I said it's okay, it's okay, if you want to know the reason...... Hehe, play two games of chess with me, and I'll sue you!"

"Uh!" Han Xiaowu was stunned, shuddered suddenly, didn't think about it, raised his hand and punched his stomach, then let out a retching sound, covered his mouth and ran out: "Old man, I want to vomit, I'm sorry...... Gott~"

The old man straightened his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched, he was stunned for a long time, pointed to Han Xiaowu's back outside the door and scolded: "You little rabbit cub with a light soul, you actually ...... Self-harm doesn't want to play chess with me, what the hell ...... I"

Han Xiaowu ran a long way before he breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his stomach, and smiled bitterly, playing chess with the old man was even more terrifying than facing a tenth-level demon beast, except for Zhao Danqing's stinky chess basket, who would dare to play with him.

However, the most important thing is not these, since the old man is so sure that Lord Jiang is fine, then he must be fine. Otherwise, he would rather fight to the death in a game of chess, and he would have to let the old man persuade Jiang Xingchen to temporarily stop work!

And just when the news of Qingshan Village was spreading, in the mansion of Dingbei Hou in Hongyuan City, Dingbei Hou looked at the letter sent by Du Rushan, and the whole person was stunned.