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Chapter 283: Long Anshan

"How long do we have to wait! Is she okay?" Duan Mingjing blurted out.

The Taoist in front of him must have been sent here by his mother, otherwise he would not have given him so many hints and even given him a bag of salt!

This white salt refining method was originally taught to them by their mother!

At that time, the Duan family was in a very poor state. The whole family was crowded into a haunted house, and no one knew about it!

It must be Mom! He knew that Mom was fine, she must be fine!

"Second Master, don't be anxious! The reason why Second Master can't find anyone is because there is a mist surrounding him. If the fog doesn't clear, you will never see the person behind the fog! You have to wait until the fog clears and the sky lights up.

At dawn, everything will fall into place."

The Taoist priest was extremely vague and did not say when Qiao Lan would appear.

"I can afford to wait! I can afford to wait! Can I really come back? Can I go find her first?" Duan Mingjing asked.

"Everything has its own destiny, and what is supposed to come will definitely come. This hexagram is in a place where flowers bloom undefeated. This place is deeply involved with the second master and the people in the hexagram! If the second master wants to find it, it is better to try this place.

try!"

Flowers bloom undefeated? Involvement!

The first thing Duan Mingjing thought of was Duanjia Village in the south. It was warm there and his mother planted many flowers in the yard, which bloomed all year round!

That's the Duan family's hometown, it must be there!

Although Duan Mingjing couldn't understand why his mother had to hide, if he only wanted his mother to be well, it would be fine for him not to see her for the time being.

Duan Mingjing bid farewell to the Taoist priest, happily returned home with a bag of salt, and shared the good news with everyone at home.

The Duan family had no hope in the Taoist priests outside, but after seeing the bag of salt Duan Mingjing took out, they immediately believed most of them!

Except for Qiao Lan, who would have thought that something like this could be a token?

He immediately packed up his things and prepared to return to Duanjia Village.

The people who came with the Duan family were also wondering why they had to go back to their hometown just before going outside.

Could it be that you got some news?

But even if we get the news, we shouldn’t be so fast!

I had no choice but to go back to my hometown with the Duan family, wait by their side, and ask for news about Qiao Lan.

-

When the first snow in the north covered the ground, Qiao Lan finally reached the destination of her trip after more than two months of long journey.

——Long Anshan

The mountains here are undulating, like a dragon lying on the ground, winding and circling for dozens of miles, also called Wolong Mountain.

Why is it a dragon and not something else?

Qiao Lan walked all the way, and the next ten days were flat and open plains. Only here there were more hills, and she roughly understood the meaning of this name.

Because it was snowing, the carriage moved slowly along the way. Fortunately, a trail had been built in the mountains long ago, so the journey was relatively safe.

While walking, Qiao Lan heard someone shouting, saying that she saw a tall column of white smoke floating far away.

White smoke!

Qiao Lan's first reaction was that something was burning, perhaps for heating in winter, so she didn't open the car curtain to see.

But after walking for less than half an hour, I arrived at my destination.

The corresponding butler came and stood in front of the courtyard with a bunch of servants, welcoming Qiao Lan extremely.

Qiao Lan's eyes unconsciously moved to the mountains of dark things next to her...

Isn't this coal?

"My surname is Shan, and I am the steward of this small courtyard. It's cold outside, please come inside!" Shan Tao respectfully asked.

Qiao Lan's eyes passed over the pile of charcoal and followed the steward in front of her into the yard.

After spending a few days in Long'an Mountain, Qiao Lan had a certain understanding of the situation here.

Long'an Mountain was the place given to her by Mr. Helan for farming. The land was wide and flat, with abundant rivers and water, so it was perfect for farming.

Although it is very cold in winter near the North, this is not a problem at all.

There is a lot of coal here, and it can be mined in the open. If the weather gets cold, you can just dig coal to keep warm.

Many farmers around Zhuangzi live by burning coal.

But there was one thing that the manager didn't tell the truth about, and that was the number of farmers here.

The steward only said that there were four to five thousand people, all of whom were responsible for farming.

But Qiao Lan could see using the system's mini-map that there were twenty to thirty thousand people living in various parts of Anlong Mountain, and the number of horses was also unexpectedly high.

There are people and horses, so the purpose is self-evident.

They didn't elaborate, so Qiao Lan didn't ask any more questions. She planned to get a small piece of land that belonged to her family so that she could complete the lessons on strengthening the country in the past few years, and the rest of the work would become easier.

The village in Anlongshan is pretty good. Except for the fact that the house is not as luxurious as in the capital, it has everything you need.

Even the servants who boil water and cook have been arranged, so they don't need to worry.

When Yinque and others came to Anlong Mountain for the first time, they were worried for a while. After seeing that the place was extremely stable, they settled down and stayed with Qiao Lan.

They didn't dare to ask any unnecessary questions, they just did whatever Qiao Lan asked them to do.

Although it is not yet the time for farming in spring, everyone has settled in advance.

-

After knowing that Anlongshan had free and abundant coal, Qiao Lan had many thoughts in her mind.

Although hard-core mechanization is not possible, it is still possible to forge some better agricultural tools, use firepower to convert power, and grind and weave cloth.

But a steam engine is not an easy thing to make. Even if she can hand over the forging diagram and formula, the craftsmen here may not be able to do it.

The steel that can be used to build steam engines must be of acceptable quality.

Qiao Lan could only put these thoughts aside, it was too time-consuming!

After asking Shan Tao about the main needs of the farm, Qiao Lan made some plans to enrich the whole winter, and began to look forward to next year's spring plowing.

Next year, you will be free to farm in your own way!

-

When wild flowers bloomed all over the mountains and fields, the neat fields near Anlong Mountain were cultivated piece by piece.

The farmers are working hard with hoes and oxen on their backs.

There are also rows of middle-aged men standing on both sides of the field ridges, digging ditches to divert water into the fields.

The women raised chickens and ducks, weaved linen and cloth, and everything was in order.

He Lanfeng also came to Longan Mountain at this time!

He rode his horse and led a group of personal guards straight to the innermost courtyard.

The steward of the yard had received the news early in the morning, and had people clean the yard early in the morning and tidy up many rooms.

When he saw He Lanfeng and others, he followed them on horseback.

"Sir! You are here!" Shan Tao said enthusiastically.

He Lanfeng did not dismount, looked at the yard, and asked: "Where is the old lady?"

Shan Tao: "The old lady went to the fields! Today I dug something out of a piece of land, so the old lady went over to take a look."

Shan Tao said and pointed in a direction.

He Lanfeng nodded, galloped his horse and ran over.

The villagers I met along the way all saluted and said hello after seeing He Lanfeng, and everyone was very excited.


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