Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms Chapter 233

Cheng Ling made a bet with Feng Yidao!

Although no one made a bet, both of them knew very well that the result of this bet was actually related to Cheng Ling's position in the hearts of the Black Insect Village group. still-

Still said that although everyone was forced to threaten by force and Qi Heishi's orders, they surrendered to Cheng Ling on the surface, but inwardly, they still had an account, and they couldn't really be convinced.

That night, before leaving Heizongzhai, Cheng Ling said to Qi Heishi:

"I will provide all the money and goods for building rope ladders and hanging baskets on the cliffs in the south. After the road is repaired, you will come out from Heizongzhai to establish a caravan. , transported to Yongzhou City for trading."

Yes, Cheng Ling has positioned the future path of Heizongzhai.

She wants to turn the Black Insect Village into a caravan. The members of the Black Insect Village have both force and no worries. Isn't she the best person to run the caravan?

From this point of view, Cheng Ling is actually selfish.

persuaded Nongsang to teach her, but she turned the villagers in the mountains into her own personal subordinates.

Another example is the construction of rope ladders and the establishment of freight passages. Although this is not a serious road construction, it is also establishing a main road of communication.

In this regard, if Cheng Ling reports to the government office, he can also allocate funds from the government office.

She chose to pay for it out of her own pocket, that is, turning the public into private, turning this road from the surface into "the road of the Black Insect Village", but in fact it became her Cheng Ling's "own road".

Qi Heishi only had limited vision, but he was not stupid. Cheng Ling understood what he said.

"Yes, Langjun!" Qi Heishi answered particularly forcefully.

Cheng Ling's selfishness not only did not disappoint Qi Heishi, but gave him a kind of excitement from the inside out.

He further realized that the decision he made on a whim today may be the biggest turning point in his life.

Cheng Ling returned to Qishan Village before dawn, and she took a short rest.

Soon, the sun was about to rise, and Cheng Ling left the room when the sun was about to rise and the morning mist filled the air. He came to the flat **** of the back mountain, and stood up again on the Tai Chi pole to absorb the energy of the sun.

As long as there is time, Cheng Ling never slacks off about .

Even if he is very busy and has no time, Cheng Ling often finds a way to squeeze time out. Rice can be eaten every day, but gong cannot be practiced every day.

After standing for five times, the morning fog gradually thinned.

The golden light of the rising sun shone down from the blue sky, spreading over the green mountains, and a golden mist rose up in the thin morning mist. I saw the smoke from the thatched huts under the mountain, the roosters and dogs barking, a vivid picture of the mountain village, and then again It unfolded slowly in front of Cheng Ling.

If there is no poverty in this world, but only picturesque rural scenery, how good would it be?

Cheng Ling carried a plump grey rabbit in his left hand and a tall-crowned pheasant with a gorgeous long tail in his right. He strolled down the mountain and returned to Wang Sanhua's house.

Walking into the hidden fence gate, I saw on one side of the house, Yun Niang in a grey cloth shirt and skirt, with a dustpan in one hand and wild vegetables in the other, was already feeding the chickens.

The hen was walking, clucking and chasing the direction in which the wild vegetable landed.

Yunniang turned her head and saw Cheng Ling walking into the door with a hare and pheasant in her hands, but she said in shock, "You, are you going up the mountain to hunt?"

The hares and pheasants were hunted by Cheng Ling when he came back, she responded and said, "Yes, will you clean up?"

Unexpectedly, Yunniang did not intend to clean up the wild animals, but panicked and said: "No, no, how can the things on the mountain be hit? It will anger the mountain god!"

The words "angrying the mountain god" had just fallen. Wang Sanhua, who was cooking breakfast in the kitchen, ran out. She looked at the pheasant and hare in Cheng Ling's hands, and immediately said "ouch".

Just when Cheng Ling thought she was going to resist these two wild animals, Wang Sanhua was surprised at first, and then showed joy on her face.

No, to be precise, the expression on Wang Sanhua's face was a little distorted.

She was happy and angry at the same time, with a cheerful hatred in her joy, and her expression was so complicated that it was difficult to describe in words.

If Cheng Ling hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that someone's expression could be so weird.

"Cheng Langjun went up the mountain to hunt?" Wang Sanhua asked first, then tears came out of her eyes, she cried and laughed, "Good hunting, good hunting, hahaha, haha..."

Laughter is not like laughter, but laughter is worse than crying.

In the end, the rabbit and pheasant in Cheng Ling's hands were taken away by Wang Sanhua. She said, "Cheng Langjun, to tell you the truth, if you hunt a wolf, I will definitely not dare to take it. But the rabbit and pheasant, I will Really dare to kill and eat!"

When passed by Yunniang carrying a pheasant and rabbit, Wang Sanhua glared at her again, and said angrily: "What are you doing? Why don't you come to the kitchen to help?"

Yunniang just put down the wild vegetables in her hand and hurriedly followed.

Leaving Cheng Ling in the courtyard, his ears moved lightly, and all the movements in this small courtyard were received in Cheng Ling's ears.

Early in the morning, Zhang Dezhu, the mainstay of the family, carried a **** to the fields to do farm work, and Mrs. Zhang sewed clothes in her own room.

Wang Sanhua's youngest son, Zhang Caogen, also went out early. In short, although Cheng Ling got up very early, there was no one in this farmyard who slept late.

Most of today's farmers are used to having two meals a day, and then go home for breakfast after finishing their farm work.

Cheng Ling listened to the conversation between Wang Sanhua and Yunniang in the kitchen.

It wasn't intentional to eavesdrop, but Cheng Ling's ears were good enough, and their voices were...cough, they mentioned her, so let's just listen.

Wang Sanhua said first: "Yun girl, do you hate your uncle so much in your heart?"

Yunniang hurriedly said: "No, uncle, Yunniang dare not!"

Wang Sanhua snorted: "You don't dare, if you dare, the aunt knows, you must blame me! Hmph, I'm young, I don't know how high the sky is, I think about some things, when that sentient being can eat enough to eat. ? A fool, a fool too..."

Before he finished speaking, thinking that the original niece cried so miserably when she was stuffed into the sedan chair, Wang Sanhua didn't have the embarrassment to say that "it's okay to be a fool".

But Wang Sanhua was still not angry, and said again: "The little Langjun outside, that Cheng Langjun, is handsome in life, and has the ability, look at the clothes and clothes, the family background is not weak, you will not be against him. Any ideas?"

Cheng Ling, the handsome young man outside:…

Yunniang barely jumped up, so she raised her voice and shouted, "Auntie!"

quickly covered his mouth again, extremely ashamed, and lowered his voice: "Auntie, what nonsense are you talking about! Am I, am I that kind of person? Even if I don't marry Brother Feng, then I can't..."

"Wow!" Wang Sanhua grabbed her head, "You really still remember that wind movie!"

Yunniang:…

Cheng Ling outside:…

Chapter end

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