Chapter 100: A small courtyard in bluestone

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At this time, someone stood up, coughed, and introduced Zibai Feng and said: "This is our Xiangzheng master of Jiuyan Township." ”

Everyone knelt down one after another, calling them the lord, and the township was already a great official for them.

One by one, they were still secretly looking at Zi Baifeng below, I really don't know how Lu Dao, a descendant who is not a few years older than his own children, became a big master.

"Let's go, let's come with me and choose a place to live. Zijian walked out from behind and beckoned everyone to follow, he had been busy with Erhei for the past few days.

Houses in the mountains are mostly built with wood and stone. The wood needed to be dried, and the stone needed to be cut and chiseled, so now only a few thatched huts were built.

Four pillars were propped up, a few straw mats served as roofs, and thick reeds were woven into walls. A few square meters in a boxy, simple single bed. It's a very simple dwelling, but it's autumn and the weather is not cold, so I can cope with it for the time being. Zijian is still preparing some wooden houses, but the amount of work is too large, and it is not ready for the time being.

In order to speed up his father's speed, Zi Baifeng couldn't care about his father's thoughts, and gave his father's axes, saws, chisels, and planers all opened his wisdom, and went back every night to raise demons and write them, and the next day these guys were like they lived, and they were busy working all day, and three or four skilled craftsmen on the top helped, but Zi Baifeng was not very efficient, and he wanted to design a set of woodworking machine tools for his father.

Depending on the size of the villagers, each family was given one or two huts. Zi Baifeng assigned the work of supervising the work and accounts to several of his subordinates, and they took the engineering drawings drawn by Zi Baifeng, and soon came to the gathering place, registered, assigned work, distributed tools, and took advantage of the dawn to work for a while.

On the second and third days, a group of people came, and then there were scattered people.

Zi Baifeng is not in a hurry, although he is kind and soft-hearted, but if someone dies by himself, he doesn't mind letting those people die, like those who would rather starve to death than change, and don't want to work, then let them starve to death.

As long as you don't want to die, it will always come.

He is a townsman, not a philanthropist, and he will not die if he does not die.

After this side was on the right track, Zi Baifeng began to pay attention to the autumn sowing problem in Xiayan Village, and other villages basically planted what they planted and died, and there was no way to sow in autumn at all. However, there is still a lot of arable land that can be used in the 20-mile radius of Xiayan Village, and it is also a difficult decision to make seeds from a part of the already insufficient rations.

This busy work is that more than ten days have passed.

"Now the price of food in Montamore has risen by 60 percent. In the study, Zi Baifeng was frowning and thinking.

Because of the grain business in Xiayan Village, Zi Baifeng would record prices and income every day, and in front of him was a hand-drawn table and a zigzag curve, which was the grain price trend chart of the entire Mongolian City. Now the prices of grain collected by various grain merchants in the city are different, and the villagers have to shop around every day, giving Zi Baifeng first-hand information.

At any time, businessmen have the most sensitive sense of smell in this world, and the people in this world may not be too sensitive to this, but after experiencing the baptism of the extremely developed economy in the previous life, Zi Baifeng knows very well that basically all social factors can be deduced from price changes.

Zi Baifeng didn't know if the investigation of the Dao Mansion had been completed, but just by virtue of the current trend of rising food prices, Zi Baifeng was able to roughly deduce the general situation of the entire Mengcheng now.

Mengcheng has been a disaster year for several consecutive years, this year's situation is particularly serious, combined with the news that the villagers inquired back, Zibaifeng knew that the entire northeast of Mengcheng generally reduced the yield in a large area, and the southeast direction is slightly better, the most remote villages in the southeast, although the harvest is only seventy percent of previous years, but it is already the best harvest in the entire Mengcheng Prefecture.

And estimating the population and food of the entire Mongolian city, Zi Baifeng can calculate that the price of grain will at least triple in the future.

If there is also this coefficient and that coefficient in this world, it is estimated that there will be countless bricks and beasts who will jump out and say that if the price of food rises somewhat, it will cause riots. Although sometimes those brick beasts are a bit alarmist, many of the uprisings in history that Zi Baifeng knows are related to natural disasters.

I must remind the prince, not to mention anything else, just talk about Jiuyan Township in Zibaifeng, which has received many reports of robbers these days.

Although Zi Baifeng believes that no matter what the circumstances, people should not be evil, and they should not easily deprive others of their power, but this world does not recognize this set.

After thinking about it for a while, Zi Baifeng wrote what he knew and his analysis on a thin piece of letterhead, and whistled out the window.

A snow-white pigeon flew in from the window, landed on Zi Baifeng's table, cooed twice, tilted its head sideways, and stared at Zi Baifeng with eyes like red jade.

"Xiaobai, thank you for your hard work. Zi Baifeng stretched out his hand and gently stroked the white pigeon, stretched out his hand and stroked it, moistened it with the demon cultivation trick, and took out the melon seeds that Zi Wu fried for him to relieve fatigue from the drawer, fed a few pigeons Xiaobai, sealed the small bamboo tube, tied it to Xiaobai's legs, and said: "Go to Fujun or Luoqianshan, go and go back quickly." ”

The pigeon cooed twice, took another melon seed as a snack, and then turned around and flew out of the window.

Although the pigeon is small, but after the nourishment of Zibaifeng's demon cultivation technique, it flies like an arrow from the string, the speed is extremely fast, and after flapping its wings twice, it has disappeared from sight.

"Brother, brother, it's almost class!" Xiao Shi pushed open the door and came in, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Zi Baifeng had no choice but to spread his hands, he has been very busy recently, today is the first time to reopen classes after the autumn harvest, and these little guys are waiting impatiently.

He put down the brush in his hand, packed up the file on the table, pushed open the door and walked out.

Outside the door, Dad and Erhei are busy building a house, this is not a private school, nor Zibaifeng's house, but the top of Daqingshi.

As soon as Zi Baifeng got busy, he didn't have much time to come to Da Qingshi, but Da Qingshi and the territory were closely related to the advancement of the demon cultivation technique, and he couldn't help but focus on taking care of it.

He was going to move his study to the side of the big bluestone.

The big bluestone is so miraculous, it grows up, and the small platform next to the bluestone is also growing, and it can always accommodate the big bluestone, and there is no problem in building a house next to it.

Moreover, he plans not only to move in by himself, but also to let his father, Zi Wu and Xiaoshi live here, and often stay next to Qingshi, which is good for them and Qingshi.

The combination is two benefits, and the division is two harms, so why not?

It's just that those believers who come to worship the Great Bluestone Divine Monarch are a little annoying.

So Zi Baifeng did just that.

After Zi Baifeng made this decision and told Qingshi, the appearance of Qingshi began to change slowly. Da Qingshi has advanced to the fifth order of moisturizing the body, although his nature is limited, he can't transform yet, but he can change his appearance to some extent.

After all, bluestone is a stone, and it took three days for bluestone to transform into a stone step on his side, go around the bluestone for half a circle, and go straight to the top of the bluestone from the mountain road.

"Are you going to let me live on you?" Zi Baifeng didn't know what Ludao Qingshi was doing at first, and when he prepared all kinds of materials and planned to build a house next to Qingshi, he was stunned when he saw the steps.

Big Bluestone: Safety.

Zi Baifeng patted his head, but found that he was really limited by his mindset, indeed, after the current big bluestone has advanced, it has grown to the size of a hill, and it is no problem to build a few houses.

Moreover, he had experienced the abduction of Zijian and Yan Wu before, if they lived on Da Qingshi, who could hijack them? Da Qingshi saw that the situation was not right, I am afraid that he would immediately go straight to the Nine Heavens, even if it was an immortal, I am afraid that he would not be able to catch up.

It's really safe, this big bluestone, it's writing bluestone at all, read as a spaceship, it's a joy to hear, it's a joy to hear!

Zi Baifeng walked up the steps, and saw that the smooth place that he used to grind out when he was reading on the bluestone had become a flat small square at this time, which was bigger than his yard, and it was no problem to build a few houses, and he could even set up a small courtyard that went in front and back, the front yard was Zi Baifeng's study and office, and the backyard was the residence of several people.

So Ji Lu planned to build a house on the bluestone, the house is pure logs, the bluestone automatically changes to create the foundation, Zijian and Erhei have the help of the four brothers with an axe, saw, and chisel, and they got up a big house in two days, and the house just got up, Zi Baifeng couldn't wait to move all his things over, and occupied this room first.

In front of the house, there is a small empty field, rows of tables and chairs are placed on the empty field, in front of the tables and chairs, the big bluestone is very intimate to set up a stone wall, the stone wall is smooth and clean, it is a blackboard on the good one.

On the side of the stone wall, a mountain locust tree stretches its branches, which is extremely pleasant. Above the locust tree, the Tianhe bends and bends, reflecting the neon of the road.

When he first saw this locust tree, Zi Baifeng was stunned for a moment, it thought that the locust tree was crushed to death by the bluestone, but who knew that the bluestone of the mountain locust tree did not know what method the road had made, and moved the locust tree to himself.

Also moved up, there were also some nearby flowers and plants.

However, Zi Baifeng took a closer look and found that it was not Da Qingshi who moved these trees and flowers up, but these trees and flowers themselves.

Bluestone can become a demon, not to mention flowers and trees? After all, they have life, although it is not easy to become a demon, but after all, it is much easier than an inanimate existence like bluestone. When the original Bai Feng Qingshi preached, these flowers and trees were also nourished, but they were much worse than the white fox and green snake and the pair of koi carp, which already had spirituality.