Chapter 175 Don’t believe it
For the entire morning, Bao Ye and his friends were reluctant to leave the fields.

Even though there were only tiny seedlings an inch in size in the field, it was still very enjoyable to watch.

It was as if what I saw were not seedlings, but mountains of grain.

"Notify them that there will be extra food tomorrow!"

"Give Xiao Hui some time to hunt some wild animals in the mountains!"

Zhao Shi walked around the field and did not find any dead seedlings, nor any diseases or insect pests.

It can be said that Zhou Jiuwa took care of the sweet potatoes completely according to the procedures he gave and really put in a lot of effort.

Although Master Tu Sanye does not live in Zhao Jiayu's village now, he has settled down in the back mountain of Zhao Jiayu.

Enjoy the village meals every day.

When he wanted to eat meat, he went to hunt two wild animals and asked Wang Meng to help him roast them.

Especially when sprinkled with what Zhao Shi called cumin and chili powder, it becomes a delicacy that you will never get tired of eating.

At this time, it couldn't help but become curious about Zhao Shi, wondering what kind of family Zhao Shi was in and how they could come up with so many rare things.

There is a secret!
Big secret.

But even if he knew, he didn't dare to have any other thoughts.

Even the powerful evil spirit couldn't withstand Zhao Shi's attack, so what could it use to explore?
Master Tu San lived in the back mountain and never thought of leaving Zhao Jiayu.

Nowadays, it lives a happy life.

Very moisturizing.

Compared with the past, it is like heaven and earth.

Will it attract evil spirits?
It doesn't care so much about it anymore, or maybe it has been living a comfortable life for too long and it doesn't want to move.

As a result, I gained a lot of weight in just a few days.

The other fat family is Wang Meng’s.

Every time after grilling the meat, Wang Meng would eat it till his mouth was water and he would even bring some back for his family.

As for Wang Meng's job, no one envies it.

After all, Mr. Rabbit is not as easy to talk to as Mr. Lu, and you can lose your life if you are not careful.

Of course, this is just a legend among the refugees. Master Tu San now doesn't dare to kill people and eat their blood in Zhao Jiayu.

Now its calves cramp when it sees Zhao.

Faced with the black-level evil spirit, it had no power to fight back, even on the shore, but was killed by Zhao Shi in just a few moves, and it was even obvious that Zhao Shi did not try his best.

At least the magical power was not used that day.

"Yes, Master!" Wang Meng replied.

Now, apart from Zhao Shi, only Wang Meng has the best relationship with Master Tu San.

Only Wang Meng dared to go to Master Tu San's cave.

Zhao Shi and the others left.

Only then did the refugees dare to step forward and surround Zhou Jiuwa's family.

"Mr. Zhou, what are you growing here?"

Someone asked curiously.

They couldn't help but be curious.

Not to mention that Zhou Jiuwa had been growing almost entirely in the field during this period, and as soon as the seedlings emerged, they not only attracted the family of the owner of the house, but also all of Zhao Jiayu's managers.

Even students from the academy came.

It can be seen that the things here are extraordinary.

What surprised them the most was that just because Zhou Jiuwa's family took good care of the seedlings, they were able to get places in four schools.

This was what shocked them the most.

Nowadays, it is notoriously difficult to get into school.

As for worrying about your own children being eaten by demons?
Ha ha!

Maybe people were worried before, but now? No one is worried.

They had seen with their own eyes how powerful the head of the family was, and the scene of killing the evil spirit that day deeply shocked them.

This has greatly increased the sense of belonging among all the refugees.

Especially the new refugees who have arrived in the past few days.

Zhao Jiayu's reputation has spread among the refugees outside Qingshan County.

Many people came here at the risk of their lives.

Zhao Jiayu never turned away anyone, including refugees.

In just a few days, dozens of people came to Zhao Jiayu for help.

Zhao Jiayu now has his own routine. First, he takes a bath to kill insects. Second, he drinks porridge, changes into new clothes, and burns all the old clothes.

The next step is to rest for two days, recuperate, and then choose what you want to do.

To reclaim wasteland, those with skills can choose to do what they are good at.

Basically, most of the new refugees chose to reclaim wasteland.

As long as the land blooms, we won’t have to worry about hunger next season after this one.

Thirty percent of the rent.

It's simply unimaginable.

That is to say, the rent here has not spread among the refugees, otherwise it is estimated that all refugees would choose to come to Zhao Jiayu. Land is always the foundation.

The same goes for refugees.

Unfortunately, they are not qualified to reclaim wasteland.

Even if the land is just lying there and is barren, as long as you dare to open it, someone will come to collect rent or directly take the land back.

Therefore, no one is choosing to reclaim wasteland.

This is true even if no one wants the land.

"Yes, Mr. Zhou, what is planted here? Why does the patriarch attach so much importance to it?"

"Haha, a new kind of food that the master got!"

Zhou Jiuwa said with a smile.

A smile that comes from within.

The opportunity to leave a name for themselves in history has fallen upon their family, and it is hard not to smile.

Food?
What kind of food is worth such a fuss?

curious.

No one is not curious.

"Mr. Zhou, this is impossible! Is the food worth the entire family of the master going out?"

"Yes! Mr. Zhou, does a master like the Patriarch also need to worry about food?"

Many people asked in confusion.

In their opinion, what was planted in the field must be something precious, or something that would be of great use to the owner of the house.

I didn't expect it to be food.

They are short of food, so will the owner be short of codes?
You know, the master is now supporting more than 200 refugees.

There are two monsters in the village, and one of them often helps the owner to hunt. The owner has more meat than he can eat, so would he care about a little food?

“What if the grain yield is 1,000 dan per mu?”

Hearing their words, Zhou Jiuwa continued with a smile.

"what?"

"Thousands of tons?"

"how is this possible?"

Everyone couldn't help but scream when they heard Zhou Jiuwa's words.

Do not believe!

Absolutely don't believe it.

In their opinion, even the best land can only produce a few loads of grain per acre.

Thousand dan?

What is the concept?

One acre of land is equivalent to the output of a hundred acres of land.

Even if they only planted a hundred or so acres of land, it would be enough for everyone in Zhao Jiayu to eat for a year.

How to believe?

"Haha, why do you think the patriarch takes it so seriously?"

"According to the words of the patriarch, once it succeeds and becomes popular, no one in the world will starve to death anymore!"

Zhou Jiuwa looked in the direction of the Zhao family's main residence with a look of reverence.

pride.

It is something to be proud of just being able to participate in it.

Whether they were the refugees who joined Zhao Jiayu first or those who had just joined, they all looked at each other in disbelief.

Do not believe?

But since the head of the family attached so much importance to it, they had no choice but to believe it.

But if they were asked to believe it, they really didn't dare to do so.

Let alone a thousand dan, even if it is only five hundred dan, I believe that once it becomes popularized, no one will starve to death in the world anymore.

Finally, we saw Zhou Jiuwa’s family looking calm and confident.

They believed it.

Then came ecstasy.

What do people fear the most? Demons and evil spirits? Not really.

No matter whether it is a demon or evil spirit, only a few people will die after encountering it.

But once a disaster year or winter comes, these refugees die in large numbers.

It can also be said that once winter or famine years come, death becomes the norm for refugees. In one night, dozens of people in a family may die in their shacks.

It can be said that hunger is mankind’s greatest enemy.

none of them.

As for demons and evil spirits, they need to come after them.

(End of this chapter)