Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

Cheng Ling came forward directly and negotiated the sale of medicinal materials with Qi Jincai.

Of course, she did not explain that the original body of the caravan was actually the Black Insect Village. Let Qi Heishi and Feng Yidao resolve this conflict. From time to time, I believe that whether it is Qi Jincai or Qi Heishi, now they know how to choose.

Cheng Ling only talked with Qi Jincai about opening up a medicinal field. Qi Jincai hesitated and said, "The fields at the bottom of the mountain must be grown for food, but it is not easy to open up wasteland on the hillside. I'm afraid that a year or two of hard work will be in vain."

Don't think that people in the mountains can't use up all their strength. People's strength is limited. If they get too tired and can't keep up with their food, they will be abolished in just a few years. If this person is useless, how will he make money?

This is a vicious circle, and it is also another key point that the villagers are impoverished and unable to get out.

Cheng Ling said, "I don't know if Li Zheng has heard of the practice of pre-sale?"

"Pre-sale?" Qi Jincai asked repeatedly, a little bewildered.

Cheng Lingdao: "The caravan designates the type of medicinal materials and pays the villagers an advance payment. The villagers will then bring the medicinal materials suitable for transplanting down the mountain from the mountain and plant them. As time goes by, it will form a scale one day. By then, even if the caravan does not With prepayment, the villagers don’t have to worry about not getting any income.”

This is to turn a vicious circle into a virtuous one, and it can be described as a clever move to clear the fog.

Qi Jincai was so excited that his lips trembled, he barely suppressed the surprise in his heart, and asked anxiously, "This, which caravan, can you agree to such practices?"

That's right, the people in the caravan are not fools, and who do business is not doing good deeds, would they agree to this approach?

Cheng Ling smiled, looked at Qi Jincai, and said with deep meaning: "Lizheng don't have to worry, you will know it naturally then."

Ordinary caravans are unlikely to agree to this approach, but what about the caravan led by Qi Heishi?

As for saying that the actual owner behind this caravan is Cheng Ling, Cheng Ling will not say it casually. Although this is not a big secret, it is also a secret game that Cheng Ling has prepared for himself.

She has big ideas for the caravan, as well as longer-term plans.

Pre-sale is also not a good deed, but a win-win approach with good intentions.

Three days later, Cheng Ling and others left Qishan Village.

The night before he left, Cheng Ling went up the mountain to stand against the moon as usual, but when he came back in the middle of the night, he happened to meet Yun Niang kneeling in the yard facing the moonlight, not knowing what to pray for.

After the two collided, Yun Niang was startled and quickly stood up and hid in her own room.

Seeing that she had such a big reaction, Cheng Ling simply didn't say a word and stood there silently, just pretending that he didn't see her.

Unexpectedly, Yun Niang had already walked to the door of the room, and suddenly turned around again.

She walked quietly to Cheng Ling, with her hands tangled at the hem of her clothes, she mustered up the courage to suddenly ask Cheng Ling: "Cheng Langjun, I don't want to obey Auntie's orders, and I don't want to marry the person she arranged for me, are you? Don't you think I'm being unfilial and inappropriate?"

Cheng Ling didn't expect that Yunniang would suddenly ask herself this.

She felt that the girl had probably been holding back for a long time before she simply approached her, a stranger, to share her thoughts.

Some people have some words that are difficult to say to those they know well, but they are able to express their hearts to those who are irrelevant.

Cheng Ling lived at Wang Sanhua's house for a few days, and it could actually be seen that Wang Sanhua was not mean to Yunniang. It's just that sometimes people's concepts are not the same, especially between Wang Sanhua and Yunniang.

A woman who has been scoured by life until she can only see hardships, and a little girl who still looks forward to love, do you expect their outlook on life to be the same?

Until now, Wang Sanhua didn't feel that it was wrong for him to marry his niece to a fool!

Cheng Ling knew that she could not judge the practices of the ancients with modern concepts, but when Yunniang asked her a question, she still told Yunniang: "It is your right to choose a marriage partner. Just before making a choice, you There must be determination to take all the consequences.”

Therefore, there is absolutely no need for you to have any psychological burden such as "Am I being unfilial?"

Because in the end, it is you who will bear the consequences, not anyone else!

Who can decide other people's lives?

Under the moonlight, the mountain wind blew, and Cheng Ling's clothes fluttered lightly.

Her eyes are soft and dazzling, as if they will always have a powerful luster that attracts people.

Yun Niang's lips moved, but for a while she didn't know if she had heard Cheng Ling's words, or if there was only the moonlight in her eyes.

In whose dream, has there never been such a luminous young man?

But the luminous person "he" is always separated from the clouds, and dreams will not shine into reality - but dreams can give people courage.

Yun Niang's hands were raised slightly unconsciously and folded in front of her chest.

She asked softly, "Cheng Langjun, our village will soon be no longer as poor as it used to be. Auntie won't force me to marry an idiot. I can... wait a little longer, right?"

What are you waiting for? Who are you waiting for?

This, Yun Niang did not say. Maybe it's the wind, maybe it's another future?

Cheng Ling smiled and said, "Yes."

There are many hardships in this world, some hardships cannot be transferred by human beings, but some hardships, as long as poverty is resolved, then everything else can often be resolved along with it.

Yun Niang's hands on her chest involuntarily relaxed again, and she also smiled softly.

She crossed her hands and saluted Cheng Ling, saying, "Thank you, Cheng Langjun."

After speaking, Yunniang bowed her head, like a butterfly that suddenly became lighter, and turned around and went back to her room.

After Cheng Ling and his party left Qishan Village, they went to Changwang Village again.

Changwang Village is at the most border of Mingshan County, but compared to Qishan Village in the deep mountains, Changwang Village is much richer.

The village is backed by mountains on one side and water on the other, and the land is open and fertile.

What is rare is that this place has not been influenced by the big landlords and the powerful, and most of the villagers own their own land. Peaceful and stable, in a corner. As expected, it is Changwang Village, which is envied by the villagers of Qishan Village so their eyes are red.

In general, there are no major problems in this village that Cheng Ling needs to deal with, and she only makes one routine visit.

After such a journey, February has passed, and March has finally arrived.

Cheng Ling and his party finally walked out of Tongding Mountain and walked through Mingshan County. From west to south, we entered other counties.

In mid-March, the flowers bloomed and the spring was warm, and the group finally returned to the boundary of Yongzhou Prefecture.

At this time, Yao Xingfa, the bookkeeper of Mingshan County, had already returned to the county government office, but the master and servant of the housekeeper always followed Cheng Ling.

Fang Langzhong is contradictory and interesting, and very knowledgeable. On the way with Cheng Ling, he often discussed various issues with Cheng Ling. The two learned from each other, and both of them felt that it was quite beneficial.

Before returning to Yongzhou City, Cheng Ling went to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city again. At this time, the real surprise came.