Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Two days later, Zhang He was walking on a mountain path fully armed.

Two servants walked in front to lead the way, looking around along the way, poking the weeds on the side of the road with their knives from time to time.

Qifeng Mountain is more than ten miles away from Zhangjialing, and Zhang He has never been here before.

Unexpectedly, there is no one here, and the surrounding land is all barren, and wild boars can be hidden in the waist-deep weeds.

No wonder Wanjia was willing to sell him a hill for only 150 guan.

Now there are refugees and hungry people everywhere, and the Wan family controls a large piece of land, but they let it go barren and grow grass.

Even if these barren hills are not reclaimed into arable land, just planting some oak or other fruit trees can save many lives.

Zhang He followed behind the servants, his thoughts were flying wildly, but at this moment the footsteps of the two servants stopped.

"arrive."

There is a barren hill in front of it, no different from the surrounding Santou. There are some miscellaneous trees growing randomly on it, and there is a gurgling stream at the foot of the hill.

Zhang He climbed to the top of the mountain and found nothing unusual, but he found that the expressions of the two servants seemed not quite right, they always looked alert.

On the way back, he questioned him several times, but he couldn't get any useful information from his servant, so he could only keep the matter in his heart for the time being and learn more about it later.

The main problem now is how to raise 150 coins.

This is not a small amount. If old man Zhang hears this amount, he will definitely be scared to death.

These days, a human life is only worth 500 coins, and 150 pennies is enough to make hundreds of people work hard.

In the following time, Zhang He would send two loads of boiled sweet potatoes to the rice shopkeeper every day, which could earn almost the same amount of money.

After a month like this, plus the money from selling sweet potato leaves, he earned forty pennies.

In addition to the original savings of more than ten pens, and the fat tiger brothers helped him dispose of the batch of sweet potato vines, he got a few pennies.

All in all, I managed to scrape together enough 60 guan, and I was still short of 90 guan.

Seeing that the ice and snow have melted, others have already started spring plowing, and if there is any delay, they will not be able to catch up with planting this year.

Finally, Zhang He decided to go to Dehua County to have a look, sell some things and raise some money.

"What? Are you going to Dehua County?"

Old man Zhang was taken aback by Zhang He's sudden thought.

"Do you know how far this road is? Sixty or seventy miles, even if you walk the whole way non-stop, it will take a whole day.

It will take at least a few days to recover from such a trip.

There are also several bandits who rob the road along the way. They are extremely dangerous, and maybe they will confess their lives. "

Zhang He hasn't mentioned the purchase of Qifeng Mountain to the old man, fearing that his old heart won't be able to bear it.

But this time he has already decided that he must go to Dehua County, and only by going there can he raise the money.

The next day, regardless of the old man's persuasion, Zhang He set out on the road with a bow and arrow and Tang knife.

After several months of nutritional supplements, Zhang He felt that his current height should be more than 1.3 meters.

The strength in his body has also increased a lot, and he walks like flying, much faster than ordinary people.

The road from Heishui Town to Dehua County is easy to identify, just walk down one road.

There are not many pedestrians on this road, and only occasionally encounter one or two.

Most of them are on foot, and there are also a few who ride donkeys or ox carts.

As for riding a horse, he hadn't seen it yet, and the whole Heishui town only heard that the Wan family owned a few horses.

On the one hand, the price of horses is expensive, and on the other hand, the cost of raising a horse is also extremely high. The rations of a horse can feed more than 20 people.

The farther you go along the way, the more people will merge into the main road from the small road along the way.

At this time, pedestrians can be seen from front to back,

There is already a somewhat prosperous scene.

At this moment, Zhang He found that the people in front were walking more and more slowly, and they were all blocked on the road.

"Hide your valuables quickly, there are bandits ahead."

The two people walking beside Zhang He quickly stuffed some copper coins into their shoes, into their mouths, and stuffed a lot into their crotch.

Zhang He was a little puzzled, and pulled over an old man who was stuffing money into his trousers from his waist.

"There are bandits robbing the road ahead, shouldn't they turn around and run away? Why are they still lining up to move forward?"

The old man had already hidden the money at this time, clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"You don't know, young man, this bandit is not that bandit, if you turn around and run away, he won't come after you.

If you are determined to pass through from now on, he will not harm your life, but only charge one-tenth of your belongings. "

Hearing the words, Zhang He suddenly realized that they were still a group of bandits who were civilized and professional.

In this way, although I made less money at the time, I was able to keep a steady stream of income.

At this time, Zhang He also took off the Tang sword on his waist and the bow and arrow on his back, and stuffed them into his trousers.

The old man beside him stared wide-eyed, watching in amazement, Zhang He actually stuffed all these long and big guys into his crotch.

Oh, it's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

Zhang He walked slowly along with the flow of people, and he found that there was a robbery in front of them, and someone jumped in line, so urgent.

When it was his turn, a bandit searched him all over and found only ten coins.

"Poor ghost!"

The bandit took one copper coin and threw the remaining nine back to Zhang He.

When Zhang He had just passed the checkpoint set by the bandits, he heard the sound of horseshoes behind him, from far to near.

Zhang He turned his head and saw a tall horse, and a gentleman in brocade clothes was sitting on the horse, urging the horse to hurry, without any intention of stopping.

People in front of the checkpoint were so scared that they all dodged to both sides.

Then I saw people and horses rushing straight through the checkpoint and walking away.

Not only did the bandits along the way not dare to stop them, but they stood respectfully by the side of the road for fear of delaying the passage of Mr. Jinyi.

Zhang He looked at the people and horses leaving in the dust, dazed, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "A man should be like this in his life!"

After passing this checkpoint, there were two more checkpoints in front of them. A group of people were stripped of several layers of skin, and finally saw the Dehua City ahead.

The city wall was about two feet high, about the same height as a two-story building, and the walls were mottled with dirt and rocks, which obviously hadn't been repaired for many years.

"Wow! How was such a majestic city wall built?"

It was probably the first time for a young man to come to this kind of big city, and he exclaimed a little strangely.

"It is said that the city wall in Dehua County was built by the immortal master himself.

At that time, the immortal master was flying in the air, and with a wave of his hand, a city wall was born on the spot..."

A middle-aged man next to him spoke eloquently, spitting wildly, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, which caused the surrounding roads to stretch their necks to listen.

Zhang He couldn't help shaking his head, and walked towards the city gate. In his previous life, he could see buildings with dozens of floors everywhere, and he really didn't feel this kind of shortness.

People in this world generally have little culture, and they all believe in feudal superstition, ghosts and monsters, and they like to blame the immortal master for everything.

When Zhang He laments that others are illiterate, he completely ignores the fact that he is illiterate in this world.