In order not to let Shen Ling take it lightly, Xiaohuan held the meat, closed his eyes tightly, and walked towards Hu Niu as if he was dying.

Seeing this scene, Shen Ling smiled and shook his head

He is not worried about Hu Niu hurting Xiaohuan, because this month, Hu Niu's performance has been enough to impress him.

"My son."

A voice appeared, and Shen Ling slowly turned back.

"Why did you come here?" Seeing the old village chief, Shen Ling walked over quickly and supported the old man, "Sit down quickly."

The old village chief smiled: "I'm here this time to report on the situation in the village this month."

Shen Ling nodded.

The old village chief handed a thick roster to Shen Ling, and then whispered about what happened in the village in the past month.

"what?"

Shen Ling flipped through the roster while listening to what the old village chief said.

But soon, he raised his head in surprise, looked at the old village chief, and said word by word, "There are more than 20,000 people in the village now?"

The old village chief nodded.

During the month that Shen Ling went on expedition, countless people were displaced due to wars and famines.

Some people went to the state city, but some could only look for villages around.

At this time, the reputation of the village began to spread among the people who fled.

One to ten, ten to one hundred, one hundred to one thousand, one thousand to ten thousand.

Every day, more and more people came to the village to escape. The old village chief decided to accept all these refugees.

"This……"

Shen Ling had to think.

There were already quite a lot of people in the rural villages before, but at that time, the food consumption could still be stable for a year, and the pressure was not too great.

But now, there are more than 20,000 people in the village, which means that if the village is to be built, the land will be invaded. How these people are arranged is another matter.

"I see."

Shen Ling nodded.

The person has already accepted, and it was the order he gave before, so he can't say anything else at this time.

As for the problem of food, it is actually very easy to solve. As long as a batch is brought in from Chennan Commercial Bank, it is not a problem to meet the consumption for one year.

The main problem now is the Shen family's fields.

Although in the previous acquisition, the Shen family had already acquired a lot of fields, but it was still far from enough to satisfy the cultivation of more than 10,000 people.

It looks like we need to get some more fields.

Actually, it's not just fields.

Shen Ling felt that other aspects had to be developed, otherwise in the future only relying on the fields would still be a bit monolithic, and it would be better to develop with diversity.

With some arrangements in mind, Shen Ling personally sent the old village chief home.

Compared with a month ago, today's old village chief's movements are becoming more and more sluggish, and his body is getting worse day by day.

Even if he poured a longevity inner force into the old village chief's body, it would still have little effect.

The old village chief has a short life.

Sighing secretly, Shen Ling walked out of the old village chief's house.

Walking on the street, he looked left and right, and felt that today's tenant farms have changed a lot.

Not just the number of people.

Shen Ling even saw a teahouse opened in the village, and there were even vendors who set up stalls directly on both sides of the street.

All kinds of things that came into his eyes made Shen Ling feel that the development of the village was on the right track.

He was happy with the change.

Because the Tsukuda countryside is the place where he devoted his efforts and watched the construction bit by bit.

For this place, Shen Ling felt more cordial than other places.

However, he saw a sign.

Sell ​​your body to bury your father!

Kneeling on the ground was a thin young man, next to a corpse covered with a white cloth.

People who come and go can only glance at this young man at most, and they are really powerless to help the young man.

They are all people who escaped hardships. Who has so much spare money in their pockets?

Besides, what can you do if you spend money to buy a skinny young man?

Shen Ling didn't think much of it, he squatted directly on the young man who looked only a few years older than him, and said softly, "How much money do you need to bury your father?"

"Two or two."

Hearing Shen Ling's voice, the young man slowly raised his head.

Shen Ling took out two taels of silver from his pocket, put it on the ground, and said slowly, "After burying your father, find a place to live well."

The young man took the silver and looked at Shen Ling a few times.

Shen Ling smiled, got up and left.

He is not short of servants, nor is he short of subordinates. For such a thin young man, he does not know where to arrange for his subordinates.

So, sell yourself as a slave or something.

Shen Ling didn't care about that.

"thanks, thanks."

The young man kowtowed continuously, his head hitting the ground with a bang.

Shen Ling slowly got up and said, "Men kneel to the sky, kneel to the ground, kneel to your parents, get up, don't do this."

The young man got up.

Shen Ling smiled, turned and left here.

He was walking on the street, and his eyes glanced over the stalls on both sides from time to time.

But after turning around, he didn't see anything of interest, but in terms of variety, there are actually quite a few.

"Master, please stay."

Suddenly, Shen Ling heard a voice next to him.

He turned his head and saw a sturdy old man with gray hair and a long spear walking towards him quickly.

Musha!

In an instant, Shen Ling made a judgment.

Judging from the visual observation, the old man has at least practiced one internal skill, one external skill, and one marksmanship.

Walking is also a gust of wind.

"Did you call me something?"

Looking at the old man, Shen Ling asked softly.

On the aspect of respecting the old and loving the young~lightnovelpub.net~ He is not very good at loving the young, but he has nothing to say about respecting the old.

The old man stroked his beard and laughed softly: "The old man is amazed by your skeleton. You are a good material for martial arts. Encountering is fate. The old man is going to accept you as a disciple and let you worship under my door. What do you think?"

"No thanks."

Shen Ling shook his head.

He didn't even think about the matter of apprenticeship.

What's more, this old man didn't know where it came from, and it was abrupt to ask him to be a teacher directly.

"It's good!"

The old man stretched out a finger and gestured towards Shen Ling.

Shen Ling, who was going to leave, looked at the old man and stopped: "What's the benefit?"

The old man smiled and said, "Prosperity, wealth, and status. You can receive a lot of care when you walk around the rivers and lakes. These are all things that you don't have."

"However, this old man has practiced a lot of boxing techniques, such as strengthening the body and so on. He is a master of one-on-one."

"Learn from me for ten years. After ten years, this old man will guarantee you to become a master of the first rank."

A first-class expert?

It was the first time that Shen Ling heard this term.

For him, there seems to be no such thing as rank.

"A first-class expert?"

Shen Ling asked aloud, and then said softly, "Is it very strong?"

"Of course!"

The old man smiled, and then said a little boastfully: "Look at me, I'm a third-rank expert. Even if I am surrounded by hundreds of people, they can't do anything to me."

"That's it."

Shen Ling shook his head, his eyes full of disappointment.

Now let alone hundreds of people, even if thousands of people surround him, he is not afraid.

These three-rank masters also...

too weak!