"Sir, our arable land is in the valley, with a total of less than 200,000 square meters, and there is no water source, so the annual output is not high!" Shi Wazi pointed to the large open space in front of the village and explained the arable land in detail to Jiang Xingchen.
"Twenty-hundred thousand square meters, one acre should be more than 600 square meters. Then the arable land in the entire territory is only 300 acres... In terms of the productivity of this world, even if a 200 kilograms is a bumper harvest, it will only be only 60,000 kilograms. Apart from paying taxes, what to wear, what to live in, what to burn, what to burn... how much will be left in the end! Once a disaster year comes..."
Thinking in his heart, Jiang Xingchen's eyes turned to the valley, where there was a flat mountain, covered with snow, and there was no sign of the head at all.
"If we develop the outside of the mountain into arable land, our lives will be better, at least tens of thousands of acres!" Jiang Xingchen sighed.
"Sir! Our territory is only three square miles, and we cannot get out of the valley! I heard from the old Lord that the territory has been determined. Even if your title is promoted, you will only change the territory! In the history of the empire, only a few lords have received special approvals, all of which have made special contributions... Because of this, the old Lord used to sigh that the ten thousand acres of wasteland outside can only be watched, but cannot be cultivated!"
When Jiang Xingchen heard this, he felt aroused his heart and asked, "The wasteland there should still belong to the territory of Dingbei Hou?"
"The territory of Dingbeihou is to our Qingshan Village. Further forward, it is the land that the empire has not allocated. The territory of Huanshuihou is over a hundred miles!"
Shi Wazi explained, and then said, "Mr.! In fact, even if we give it to us, we can't plant it! The village's labor force has ended, and it's useless to cultivate more! Moreover, there is also a shortage of water there, and more arable land is just a waste of seeds!"
"I can't plant it... Yes, there is not even a ox in this world. I guess I still use a hoe, and the iron plow has not been invented yet! Not to mention water conservancy facilities!"
Jiang Xingchen thought to himself, turned his head and looked towards the vast mountains, where an frozen river meandered.
"This river is close to the cultivated land, so it would be great if it could be brought in... If there are oxen, iron plows, and the river water is lured, then tens of millions of wasteland will definitely be turned into fertile land..."
"Judge Jiang!" While Jiang Xingchen was thinking, Han Xiaowu hurried over and said loudly: "Viss Zhao Zixiang is here and said he is looking for you!"
"Oh! Uncle Xiang has arrived. I wonder if the body has been found!" Jiang Xingchen hurriedly put down his mind, greeted Shi Wazi, and walked down the hill quickly...
In the lord's mansion, Zhao Zixiang was watching the old man adjusting Xin'er's condition, his eyes were full of surprise. Compared with the old man's, his thirty-six needles were nothing.
"I really didn't expect that this old man was actually a great doctor..." He had only known from Zhao Danqing that this was the master guard that Tang Chuxue found for Jiang Xingchen, but he didn't expect that the old man was actually a great doctor!
"Uncle Xiang! How are you looking for? Hundreds of thousands of people in Hongyuan City, it shouldn't be difficult?" The door opened, Jiang Xingchen walked in, and asked hurriedly with a greeting.
"Who said it's not difficult? I haven't found it when I came out!" Zhao Zixiang seemed worried. Although he strongly advocated Jiang Xingchen for treatment, it would be impossible to say that he was not worried. Now doctors in the city are staring at this matter. Once Jiang Xingchen fails, they will definitely add fuel to the fire and smear.
"I saw it. What kind of genius and role models are just a name! Who knows how his previous contributions came about and why they were not announced!"
Once such words spread, Jiang Xingchen's reputation will be destroyed. He used to be a dance music and became a third-class baron for twenty days. He was suddenly pulled too high. The higher he stood, the harder he fell. If he had a reputation of deception, Dingbei Hou could not protect him. Those nobles did not look at him smiling at you now, once you lost power, they would never mind stepping on it.
"But with the old man, the great doctor, you should be more confident." Zhao Zixiang finally comforted himself and said intimately.
"Is it so difficult?" Jiang Xingchen frowned. Now the old man has increased the dose of Dahanyuan Binghua. If he can't find it for a long time, he will not have enough money to fill it in!
The old man said at this time: "Write another letter and urge you to find it as soon as possible no matter what. If the girl in Xin'er gets sick again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to control it anymore!"
"Okay!" Jiang Xingchen did not hesitate and immediately wrote a letter, asking Mei'er's other letter bird to come over and let it fly...
Three months later, Dingbei Hou who received the letter paced back and forth in the hall. He had heard that many doctors from the imperial capital and major territories were coming, and now Jiang Xingchen had no way out! Even if there were no corpses, others would say that you were talking nonsense. If the typical example set by the Emperor himself showed stains, he could not protect it.
Jiang Xingchen had already sent a letter to urge him, but the appropriate body was still not found. He either died for too long or was still ill. He couldn't kill other patients in order to let Jiang Xingchen treat Xin'er.
"Dingdengdengdeng..." The rapid footsteps sounded, and a subordinate ran over and knelt on one knee and shouted loudly: "Marty, the blind man in the killer suddenly had unbearable abdominal pain. He was wailing in prison at this moment. It didn't look like he was pretending. Should I ask a doctor to show him!"
"Blind...well! Abdominal pain!" Dingbei Hou's eyes lit up immediately, and he immediately ordered: "Go and invite the doctor here!"
"Yes!" The subordinate responded and ran to invite a doctor quickly.
Dingbei Hou took a deep breath and murmured: "I hope it's abdominal pain. These killers will be executed sooner or later..." As he said that, he walked towards the cell!
A month later, a fast horse rushed out of the cell and headed straight for the Bauhinia Mercenary Group. Soon, a bird of faith in the Bauhinia Mercenary Group soared into the sky and flew towards Qingshan Village...
At night, Qingshan Village was silent, and the snowflakes falling from the sky absorbed all the slight movements.
Suddenly, Mei'er's cheer came from the lord's mansion: "Brother! Sister Hongxian wrote a letter saying that the marquis had found the body he needed and was transporting it quickly!"
"Really!" Jiang Xingchen, who was thinking, jumped up and shouted: "Take it and see it!"
Just as he took the letter and read it, the old man, Zhao Zixiang, Du Rushan and Xin'er all ran over.
"Sir, the body is really found. Is my sister's illness..." Du Rushan, whether he was excited or slow to think, could no longer make a sound when he said a word!
"I will do my best to save my heart!" Jiang Xingchen patted Du Rushan's shoulder. At this time, he was relieved. If he couldn't find it, he could only risk his surgery. The final result would be left to fate!
"Boy, what should I do next?" the old man asked in a low voice, his voice trembling. The terminal illness that had been bothering him for a lifetime finally saw hope of conquering him. With his cultivation level, it was difficult to control the excitement in his heart.
The same is true for Zhao Zixiang. Although he is worried about Jiang Xingchen, as a doctor, no one does not want to see a terminal illness being conquered!
"Do nothing, rest well, wait until the body arrives!" Jiang Xingchen said.
When the old man and the other two heard this, they forced themselves to suppress the excitement in their hearts and nodded and returned to their room.
After they left, Jiang Xingchen did not sleep, but went out of the room and went to Grandma Yun’s house!
The body has been found, and he has to start preparing for the operation! The first thing he needs to do is distillate high-alcohol, which is useful for disinfection before the operation!
Shi Wazi had already listened to his instructions and prepared two big jars at home. After Jiang Xingchen arrived, he started to take action.
He understood the principle of distilled wine. The boiling point of alcohol is less than 80 degrees, which evaporates earlier than water. By sealing and condensing, the degree can be increased. However, this is the first time he has done it.
Fortunately, his hands are already extremely flexible, and they are very skillful whether it is sealing the jar or drilling holes with hollow bamboo poles.
Not long after, a steamer and a condenser were ready. Jiang Xingchen poured the wine into a large pottery basin and put it into a large inverted jar. Then he sealed the edges with mud, left the bottom of the pottery outside, and ignited the fire and baked.
Not long after, transparent liquid flowed out of the funnel on the condenser, and a strong smell of alcohol spread out, making Grandma Yun and Shi Wazi stupid...
Afterwards, after repeated distillation, Jiang Xingchen finally stopped when he confirmed that the alcohol content was about 70 years old, and sealed the remaining half a pound of wine into a small jar and took it back.
The reason why he secretly stumbled on it in the middle of the night was that he was afraid that the old man would see it, and then he pestered him and kept asking him to make this kind of wine...
In the next two days, the old man's spirit was concentrated on Xin'er, while Jiang Xingchen climbed the hills every day, thinking about how to expand his territory and take over the ten thousand acres of wasteland.
In the past two days, some doctors from Hongyuan City have arrived in Qingshan Village one after another.
But after arriving, they regretted it. The whole village was small and dilapidated, and the villagers felt crowded to live in it themselves, so where could there be a place for them to live in.
"I still want to see our jokes, so I'll freeze you guys first!" Jiang Xingchen and the old man looked at each other, and at the same time let out a smirk, like two foxes, one old and one young, Du Rushan shivered when he heard it.
Zhao Zixiang has told Jiang Xingchen these two days that the doctors in Hongyuan City are waiting to see jokes! Although he doesn't care about reputation and other things, he is also very unhappy with the attitude of these people! As doctors, you doubt it and there is no problem in verifying it, but it is unforgivable to think about how to put the blame in the wrong place after I fail.
And in the past two days, the villagers were all shocked as they watched one carriage after another come to the village!
"What's the situation! Are these people coming to find the Lord?"
"Looking at their clothes, their identities must be quite good... In such weather, they all came to visit the Lord, which shows that the Lord's current status is!"
"Yes! It's much more glorious than the old lord! At that time, there were not many people coming in one or half a year... Look, that nobleman nodded to me! It was the first time that a nobleman nodded to me..."
"So many people have come, where do they live... Otherwise, please invite them to our house to squeeze in. Anyway, there is a kang, and the room is not cold..."
"No! Let's ask what the Lord should do first!" Finally, Grandma Yun stopped the villagers and went to the Lord's Mansion to ask Jiang Xingchen.
Of course, we don’t have to worry about the results of the inquiry. We don’t have enough to stay. If we want to stay, we can spend 100 yellow crystal coins a night.
"Ouch!" Han Xiaowu and the others staggered and almost threw it on the snow. One hundred yellow crystal coins a night, can they open a black store?
However, Jiang Xingchen ignored them at this time. A fast horse rushed over and the body was finally delivered.