"Sir, our cultivated land is in the mountain col, a total of less than 200,000 square meters, and there is no water source, and the annual yield is not high!" Shi Wazi pointed to the large open space in front of the village and explained the cultivated land to Jiang Xingchen in detail.

"200,000 square meters, one mu should be more than 600 square meters, then the arable land of the entire territory is only 300 acres...... In terms of the productivity of this shijie, even if it is a bumper harvest of 200 catties per mu, it is only 60,000 catties, excluding paying taxes, wearing, living, and burning...... How much is left of Zuihou!...... in the event of a disaster."

Thinking in his heart, Jiang Xingchen looked out of the valley, where there was a flat river, covered with snow, and there was no end in sight.

"If the outside of the mountain is developed into cultivated land, our life will be better, at least tens of thousands of acres!" Jiang Xingchen sighed.

"Sir! Our territory is only three square miles, and we can't get out of the mountain pass! I heard the old lord say that the scope of the territory is set, even if your title is promoted, it will only change the territory for you! In the history of the empire, only a few lords have received special approval, and they have all made special contributions...... Because of this, the old lord used to often sigh that the 10,000 acres of wasteland outside could only be watched, but could not be cultivated!"

When Jiang Xingchen heard this, his heart moved, and he asked, "The wasteland there should still belong to the territory of the Marquis of Dingbei, right?"

"The territory of the Marquis of Dingbei is to our Qingshan Village, and further on, it is all the unallocated land of the empire, and in the past hundred miles, it is the territory of the Marquis of Huanshui!"

Shi Wazi explained, and then said: "Sir! Actually, even if we give us those 10,000 acres of wasteland, we won't be able to plant them! The 300 acres of labor in the village have come to an end, and no matter how much they have, it's useless! Moreover, there is also a shortage of water there, and if there is more arable land, it is just a waste of seeds!"

"I can't plant it...... Yes, this shijie doesn't even have a ploughing ox, it probably uses a hoe, and the iron plough hasn't been invented yet! Not to mention any water conservancy facilities!"

Jiang Xingchen thought to himself, and turned his head to look in the direction of the vast mountains, where a frozen river meandered.

"The river is so close to the farmland that it would be nice to bring it in...... If there are oxen and iron ploughs, and then the river water is brought over, then 10,000 acres of wasteland will definitely be turned into fertile land......"

"Lord Jiang!" When Jiang Xingchen was thinking, Han Xiaowu hurriedly ran over and said loudly: "Viscount Zhao Zixiang has arrived, saying that he wants to find you!"

"Oh! Uncle Xiang has arrived, I don't know if the body has been found!" Jiang Xingchen hurriedly put down his thoughts, greeted Shi Wazi, and walked down the hill quickly......

In the lord's mansion, Zhao Zixiang was watching the old man recuperate Xin'er's condition, his eyes were full of surprise, his thirty-six needles of life extension were not a fart compared to the old man.

"I really didn't expect that this old man turned out to be a great doctor......" Before he learned from Zhao Danqing, he only knew that this was the master guard that Tang Chuxue found for Jiang Xingchen, but he didn't expect that the old man was actually a great doctor!

"Uncle Xiang, how is the search, hundreds of thousands of people in Hongyuan City, shouldn't it be difficult?" The door was pushed open, Jiang Xingchen walked in, and hurriedly asked after greeting him

"Who said it wasn't difficult, when I came out, I hadn't found it yet!" Zhao Zixiang looked worried, although he strongly advocated Jiang Xingchen's treatment, but it was impossible to say that he was not worried. Now the doctors in the whole city are staring at this matter, once Jiang Xingchen fails, they will definitely add fuel to the smear.

"See, what a genius, what a role model, but it must be named! Who knows how his previous contributions came about, why not publish it!"

Once such words spread, Jiang Xingchen's reputation would be ruined, and he was a dancer before, and he became a third-class baron in twenty days, and he was promoted too high all of a sudden. The higher he stands, the harder he falls, and if he loses his reputation for deception, Dingbei Hou will not be able to protect him. Those nobles don't look at you and smile at you now, once you lose power, they won't mind stepping on it.

"But with the old man, the great doctor, I should be more sure. Zhao Zixiang said secretly to comfort himself.

"Is it so difficult?" Jiang Xingchen frowned, now that the old man has increased the dosage of the Cold Yuan Ice Flower, if he can't find it for a long time, he won't have enough money to fill it in!

The old man said at this time: "Write a letter again, no matter what, you have to find it as soon as possible, if the heart girl gets sick again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to control it again!"

"Okay!" Jiang Xingchen didn't hesitate, and immediately wrote a letter, and asked Mei'er's other letter bird to come over and let it fly......

Three months later, the Marquis of Dingbei, who received the letter, paced back and forth in the hall. He had already heard that many doctors from the imperial capital and the major territories were coming, and now Jiang Xingchen had no way to retreat! Even if there was no corpse, others would say that you were talking about it. If there is a stain on the model set by the emperor himself, he will not be able to protect it.

Jiang Xingchen has already sent a letter to urge, but the suitable body has still not been found, either he has been dead for too long, or he is still sick, so he can't kill other patients in order to let Jiang Xingchen treat Xin'er.

"Kick kick ......" The sound of hurried footsteps sounded, and a subordinate ran over, knelt down on one knee and said loudly: "Master Hou, the blind man in the killer suddenly has unbearable abdominal pain, and he is wailing in prison at the moment, it doesn't look like he is pretending, do you want to ask a doctor to take a look at him!"

"Blind...... Abdominal pain!" Dingbei Hou's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately ordered: "Go and ask the doctor to come quickly!"

"Yes!" the subordinate responded, and quickly ran to the doctor.

Dingbei Hou took a deep breath and muttered, "I hope it's abdominal pain, these killers will be executed sooner or later......" As he spoke, he strode in the direction of the cell!

A month later, a fast horse burst out of the cell and headed straight for the Bauhinia mercenary group. Soon, a letter bird in the Bauhinia Mercenary Group soared into the sky and flew towards Qingshan Village......

At night, Qingshan Village is silent, and the snowflakes falling from the sky absorb even the slightest movement.

Suddenly, Mei'er's cheers came from the lord's mansion: "Brother, Sister Hongxian has sent a letter, saying that Master Hou has found the corpse he needs, and he is transporting it quickly!"

"Really!" Jiang Xingchen, who was pensive, jumped up and said loudly: "Show it to me!"

Just when he took the letter and read it, the old man, Zhao Zixiang, Du Rushan and Xin'er all ran over.

"Sir, the body has really been found, is my sister's illness ......" Du Rushan didn't know if he was excited or slow-thinking, and he couldn't make a sound anymore halfway through a sentence!

"I will do my best to save my heart!" Jiang Xingchen patted Du Rushan's shoulder, at this time he was also relieved, if he couldn't find it again, he could only take the risk of surgery, then the result of zuihou would be left to fate!

"Boy, what should I do next?" the old man asked in a low voice, his voice trembled a little, the terminal illness that had plagued him all his life finally saw the hope of overcoming it, and with his cultivation, it was difficult to control the excitement in his heart.

Zhao Zixiang is the same, although he is worried about Jiang Xingchen, but as a doctor, no one wants to see a terminal illness overcome!

"Do nothing, rest well, and wait for the corpse to arrive!" Jiang Xingchen said.

When the three old men heard this, they forcibly suppressed the excitement in their hearts, nodded and returned to their rooms.

After the few of them left, Jiang Xingchen didn't sleep, but went out of the room and went to Grandma Yun's house!

Now that the body has been found, he has to get to work and prepare for the operation! The first thing to do is to distill the high liquor so that it can be sterilized before the operation!

Shi Wazi had already listened to his orders, and prepared two large jars at home. After Jiang Xingchen arrived, he began to do it.

He understands the principle of distilled spirits, the boiling point of alcohol is less than 80 degrees, which is earlier than the volatilization of water, and the degree can be increased by sealing and condensing. However, it was the first time he had done it.

Fortunately, his hands are already extremely flexible, whether it is sealing the jar or drilling holes and connecting them with hollow bamboo poles, they are very skillful.

Soon after, a steamer and a condenser had been prepared, Jiang Xingchen poured all the wine into a large clay pot, put it into an inverted large jar, and then sealed the edges with mud, left the bottom of the clay pot outside, and lit a fire to bake.

Soon after, a transparent liquid flowed out of the funnel on the side of the condenser, and a strong smell of wine spread, which made Grandma Yun and Shi Wazi look stupid......

Subsequently, after repeated distillation, when Jiang Xingchen confirmed that the alcohol content was about seventy, he finally stopped, sealed the liquor that was only more than half a catty into a small jar, and brought it back.

The reason why he secretly did it in the middle of the night was because he was afraid that the old man would see it, and then pestered him to keep asking for this kind of wine......

In the next two days, the old man's spirit was all concentrated on Xin'er, and Jiang Xingchen climbed the hill every day, pondering how to expand the territory and collect the 10,000 acres of wasteland.

In the past two days, some doctors in Hongyuan City have rushed to Qingshan Village one after another.

But when they arrived, they regretted it, the whole village was small and dilapidated, and the villagers were too crowded to live on their own, and there was no place for them to live.

"If you still want to see our jokes, let's freeze you first!" Jiang Xingchen and the old man glanced at each other, and at the same time let out a hehey smirk, like two foxes, an old man and a young man, Du Rushan shivered when he heard it.

In the past two days, Zhao Zixiang has already told Jiang Xingchen that the doctors in Hongyuan City are waiting to see the joke! Although he doesn't care about his reputation or anything in his heart, he is also very unhappy with the attitude of these people! As a doctor, there is no problem with your suspicions and verification, but it is unforgivable to ponder how I fell into the well after I failed.

And in the past two days, the villagers were all shocked to see one carriage after another coming to the village!

"What's the matter! Are all these people here to find the lord?"

"Looking at what they are wearing one by one, their status is definitely not low...... In such weather, they all came to visit the lord, which shows the lord's current status!"

"Yes, it's much more beautiful than the old man! At that time, there weren't many people in a year and a half...... You see, the nobleman is still nodding to me! It's the first time a nobleman has nodded to me......"

"With so many people here, where do they live...... Otherwise, invite them to our house and squeeze it, anyway, there is a fire kang and the house is not cold......"

"Don't! Let's ask the lord what he should do first!" Zuihou, Grandma Yun stopped the villagers and went to the lord's mansion to ask Jiang Xingchen.

The result of the inquiry is naturally that we don't have to care, we don't have enough to live in, and we want to spend the night, one hundred citrine coins a night.

"Oops!" Han Xiaowu, who heard it, stumbled under their feet and almost threw them on the snow, one hundred citrine coins a night, and opened a black shop!

However, at this time, Jiang Xingchen ignored them, a fast horse galloped over, and the body was finally delivered.