Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

From this moment on, the villagers of Heizongzhai were all convinced by Cheng Ling's heart.

It doesn't even need to be as Cheng Ling originally envisioned: lead them to become rich and take such a long road.

Cheng Lingfei's act of flying over a dangerous cliff and hitting an iron nail on a cliff was enough to dazzle everyone, and there was no disagreement with her.

What kind of hero is this? There are such people in the world, and they have become their masters. Isn't this a thing worthy of surprise and dizziness?

Cheng Ling underestimated the human nature to be strong. When she used up all thirty iron nails on the cliff, then stepped on the cliff and leaped to the top of the cliff again, she was almost overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the villagers. startled.

The old turtle squeezed the person next to him, his rough black face turned into a dried flower with a smile.

He looked at Cheng Ling with gleaming eyes, and said almost without paying homage, "Master, are you here? Are you tired? Are you thirsty? Water...hehe, drink water." A portable bamboo tube that fills your own water.

Cheng Ling looked at the bamboo tube that had been used for pulping, and then looked at the old turtle's pair of black and dirty hands that looked like they had not been washed for ten days, and immediately thanked him sincerely for his enthusiasm: "You drink, you drink."

Then he said, "What's the matter? It doesn't sound good to be called Langjun? Is it called Master instead?"

I saw that the old turtle was very expressive and still pushed the bamboo tube forward, and kept laughing: "You are our master, you can call anyone, but we have only you, can we be the same? ?"

Hey, this old oily boy is actually very good at talking.

Cheng Ling smiled and said: "Okay, I know what you mean. Master, you can call it in your heart later, you don't have to call it out loud. Understand?"

After saying that, she waved her hand, raised her hand to take another bundle of iron nails from the ground, and jumped off the cliff again.

Above the cliff, the old turtle seemed to be dizzy by Cheng Ling's smile and a response, so he continued: "Hehehe, hehehe..."

The rest of the people:  …

Amazing, amazing, incomparable, incomparable, as expected of your old turtle...

Five days later, Cheng Ling left Heizongzhai and returned to Qishan Village again.

At this time, Qishan Village looked no different on the surface, but the daily activities of the villagers began to change greatly.

Qishan Village has limited arable land. After everyone finished the main farm work, they began to go to the mountains in groups.

In the past few days, the villagers have "made all the means", which can be said to be the Eight Immortals crossing the sea to show their magical powers. Using a set of methods can be regarded as "set up" in Fang Langzhong's population. Some methods of distinguishing and collecting herbs .

The focus is on some medicinal materials that have been produced in February now. In addition to the method of identifying and collecting herbs, Fang Langzhong also taught everyone how to concoct.

There are not many types, only a few kinds, which are just the ones that ordinary villagers can remember and will not make mistakes.

Although the villagers used "methods" and "methods", and paid some "prices", Fang Langzhong's later careful teaching could not be faked.

After arriving, everyone also felt the kindness of this group of people. For a time, Fang Langzhong's prestige in the village soared, especially Fang Langzhong, who was almost regarded as a living god by the villagers.

After Cheng Ling returned to the village, he was warmly received.

Wang Sanhua greeted her beamingly, without the sadness on her face a few days ago, she kept praising Yang Lin, and said to Cheng Ling: "Cheng Langjun, this Yang Langjun heard that he is your apprentice? You? This apprentice is really a good boy..."

After complimenting, he vaguely revealed that he wanted to marry Yun Niang to Yang Lin.

Cheng Ling didn't know how to answer the question now, but she gave birth to a sudden realization: It turns out that her apprentices all seem to be of marriageable age?

Especially Yang Lin, he is twenty-one years old. This is still a real age. If it is considered a false age, Yang Lin is twenty-three years old.

This can be regarded as a solid older youth in this day and age.

That's right, the Wei state government stipulated that men over 22 years old and women over 18 years old must pay the single tax if they are still unmarried.

If you can't pay the single tax, the government will even force it to give you a match.

The state assigns objects, this taste, do you want to try it?

Thinking of this, Cheng Ling almost felt a sense of crisis for a while.

One day in the future, she might have to pay the single tax too?

No, no, no, I can't think deeply about this matter, let's solve Yang Lin's matter first!

Yang Lin lost both his parents and was alone. From an ethical point of view in this day and age, his marriage should be handled by the master, Cheng Ling.

However, it is not Cheng Ling's expertise to be an old man. She was really afraid of messing up the mandarin ducks, and in the end, it delayed people.

Cheng Ling chatted with Wang Sanhua, and after saying a few words, he quickly left to leave. Wang Sanhua didn't dare to use the middle-aged woman's ability as a matchmaker to Cheng Ling, and had to look at her back regretfully.

Cheng Ling saw Yang Lin very soon, and didn't even bother to ask him the details of his affairs in the past few days, so he asked him first: "What do you think about the Yunniang of the Zhang family?"

Yang Lin was stunned when asked so suddenly.

"Mother Zhang Jiayun? Master, does her family want to force her to be a fake fool?"

This reaction was straightforward enough. Cheng Ling duo glanced at Yang Lin and judged that he probably had no idea about Yun Niang. But Cheng Ling still said the truth: "I see that Aunt Sanhua from the Zhang family seems to have some thoughts on you."

Yang Lin was horrified: "Master, Aunt Sanhua, you have a husband and son!"

Cheng Ling: "Pfft!"

Sorry, couldn't hold back.

Yang Lin didn't react until he was laughed at. He was embarrassed for a while, but he was not ashamed. Instead, he said calmly: "Master, this disciple has no intention of starting a family. It's just a single tax, Master will never let the disciple fail to pay. Is this?"

Cheng Ling let out a laugh, how could he answer this question from his apprentice?

"You can do it yourself. I won't force you to start a family. But if you have a fate, don't miss it."

This is the most enlightened approach, Yang Lin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

After being an apprentice for a long time, Yang Lin subconsciously ignored Cheng Ling's age. He forgot that he was "a lot of age", but Cheng Ling was only a teenager, but from the bottom of his heart, he really respected Cheng Ling as a grown-up.

Cheng Ling walked around Qishan Village and observed everyone's progress.

Afterwards, Cheng Ling found Qi Jincai, the patriarch of the Qi clan, who was also a member of Qishan Village.

Cheng Ling got straight to the point and said, "Patriarch Qi, everyone has collected the medicinal materials, and how should they be sold after that? Have you ever thought about it?"

Qi Jincai said dryly: "This, carry it back, carry it out... I'll always go out of the mountain."

Cheng Lingdao: "If there is a caravan willing to buy your medicinal materials directly, will you still memorize all the medicinal materials?"

Qi Jincai: "Huh?"

A moment of surprise with joy, joy with surprise.