Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 527: Zhang Village
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Our uncle Locke, at this time, is following his "girlfriend" Zhang Ling, looking for medicinal herbs all over the village outside the village.
"Don't take it seriously the gossip of the people in the village." Zhang Ling blushed.
"Don't worry, I'm not so stingy, and I proposed this identity." Locke said.
Following Zhang Ling to Zhangcun, Locke had to fabricate an identity. After much deliberation, the most reliable is Zhang Ling's boyfriend in Uehara City. This is more feasible.
As soon as he entered the village, Locke felt that the people in Zhang Village were so enthusiastic.
He didn't give any hint of pressure on these natives, Locke thought confusedly.
From noon to the afternoon, the two had little harvest. Zhang Ling held a few wild yams in her hand and was going to take it home to give Locke a stew.
"Hey, wait!" A light flashed in Locke's eyes.
Flying over, he dug up a white rhizome plant on the shadow of a hillside not far away, an old tree root underground.
"Old Mountain Ginseng!" Zhang Ling exclaimed.
"Why, do you know this?" Locke lifted his hand.
"Well, when the Taoist boy came to our village a few years ago, he held something similar to this in his hand. He said he had collected it from the village next door." Zhang Ling's face was flushed, it was excited. Ground.
"Very precious?" Locke frowned. In his opinion, this thing was of no use except to nourish a little blood.
"Um! Um! The Dao Tong said that we dug and sold it to him, and he paid 20,000 yuan to collect it." Zhang Ling said with bright eyes.
"Huh, twenty thousand..." Locke shook the mountain ginseng in his hand. He knew the value of money on this plane. This kind of qi and blood-filling material is not a magic material in the wizarding world, but More precious than general medicinal materials.
Converted into currency value, the value of this old mountain ginseng is at least 100,000 yuan. That Dao Tong is obviously bullying the villagers who are ignorant and do not understand the market.
However, if he was able to collect 20,000 yuan, Locke still had to admit that the child's conscience was not eaten by the dog.
Based on what he knows about the villagers nearby, this old mountain ginseng is sold for two hundred yuan, and those villagers will sell it to him without saying a word.
Incorporating mountain ginseng into the space ring, Locke and Zhang Ling return to Zhang Village first.
Today's meal, the Zhang family never had such a good New Year.
The old hen that had been raised for two years was stewed, and a newly born lamb in the sheepfold was slaughtered. The second sister of the Zhang family went to the grain store in the village to buy a few catties of white flour, and what he drank was from Zhang’s cellar. Three years of millet wine, the whole family is happy.
Let their family be so extravagant and wasteful, it is inseparable from the 20,000 yuan that Locke gave to the cheap old man before dinner.
Old man Zhang has never seen so much money in his life. Their family is suffering. The eldest daughter goes out to work, the second daughter helps in the village farming, the third and the fourth are still at school, and the fifth is a kid wearing open pants. At the end of each year, the savings at home do not exceed three digits.
With the money, Old Man Zhang straightened his waist and spoke sharply. The rheumatism he had suffered for many years seemed to be completely healed (in fact, Locke sorted him out with a little grudge).
At any rate, Locke asked Zhang Ling to take care of Lazard for a few months. He had a short mouth and needed a small reward. Locke has a bottom line for being a human being.
"Lao Zhang, I have a bottle of Fenjiu that my nephew gave last year. Today is your family's happy day. I will bring it to you." At the dinner table, the village chief came to the door with a bottle of wine stubbornly.
Anyone is a visitor. The honest Zhang family is not good at driving people out, let alone the village chief.
Through communicating with Zhang Ling, Locke knew what the old guy was doing, and didn't want to distract the Zhang family. Locke called the tanned village chief outside the door.
"How much does it cost to build roads in your village?" Locke said straight to the point.
He discovered that it was not power but money that formed class suppression among native creatures on this plane.
The rich is the uncle!
"This...Twenty thousand, do you think?" The village head looked up and secretly glanced at Locke.
Rock has no expression on his face.
"Ten thousand, ten thousand!" The village chief said immediately.
Locke still doesn't speak.
The village chief gritted his teeth and said, "Five thousand! The young people in the village are all used to build roads. The money is mainly used to buy cement and sand in the town. The labor in our village will do the job!"
The village chief gave Locke a certain number this time.
I only nodded in satisfaction after I heard Locke. He didn't open a shantang, and he helped Zhang Cun a lot, not helping the Zhang family, but harming the Zhang family.
With decades of experience in life, Locke is well aware of the ugliness of human nature, which is universal no matter what dimension.
If he showed too much enthusiasm, wouldn't he be synonymous with stupid people and a lot of money? If the villagers of Zhang village still ask him for money in the future.
These five thousand are the only help that Locke gave to the villagers of Zhang.
Touching the pocket, Locke pretended to take money from it, but actually took out five thousand yuan directly from the space ring.
"Take it well, and I will treat the Zhang family better." Locke said in a deep voice.
"Don't worry, don't worry, my surname is Zhang in Jiucheng, and everyone in and outside the village is my own family. Don't worry, uncle." The village chief said with a smile.
With this wad of money, the good days of their village will come sooner.
Locke nodded, did not continue to talk with the village chief, and went back to the house to continue eating.
"Where's the village chief, won't he come to have a drink?" Old man Zhang opened the Fenjiu that the village chief had sent and filled Locke with a glass.
"He has something to do, let's go first." Locke replied casually.
"This wine is good!" Locke praised when he lifted his glass and tasted it.
"Yes, yes, this Fenjiu is the treasure of the village chief's house. I have only heard of it before, but I don't know what it's like." Old man Zhang smiled.
A table of meals was quickly finished, and in front of the Zhang family, Locke was too strange to behave well, and stopped moving his chopsticks after only two minutes of fullness.
Chopsticks are the latest eating utensils that Locke has learned on this plane.
Elder Zhang’s family can’t bear to throw away the unfinished food. There is no refrigerator in his house. After discussing with Zhang Ling’s mother, he planned to put the leftovers in the shady cool room and bring it out to the children tomorrow morning. Stew a pot of chowder.
Locke must not be able to eat leftover rice chowder with the children of the Zhang family. Old man Zhang's wife Liu had already thought about it and made a stewed egg for his uncle tomorrow morning.
At night, the sky is full of stars outside the house, and Locke is sitting in the courtyard feeling the peace of this moment.
After helping her mother clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Zhang Ling walked to the yard and sat next to Locke and said, "I'm not full. Why don't you find a place where no one is, and I will make something for you?"
Zhang Ling knows that there is a complete set of cooking utensils in the Locke Space Ring, as well as some spare food and water, which she helped buy in the supermarket in Uehara City.
"Forget it, I'm not very hungry." Locke said, shaking his head.
"Your place is indeed very different from the city." Locke said.
"Of course it's different. Our village is not as prosperous as Uehara City." Zhang Ling said. Every time she goes back to the village from Uehara City, she always feels like returning from a civilized society to a primitive tribe.
The only electrical appliance in the village is the gray-white TV with the main splash screen at the village chief’s house, and there is not even a street lamp in the village, so Zhang Ling rarely walks at night in the village.
Locke then shook his head. Zhang Ling didn't understand what he meant. What he actually wanted to say was that this remote mountain village had a little more energy than the city, and most importantly, there were a lot less impurities.
He is now a little convinced that this world has the skills Zhang Ling said, but with the energy concentration here, the power users who practice Taoism will definitely not exceed the low-level attendants.
Unless he has a power spar like Locke.
How is this possible? With this element concentration, the probability of generating energy spar is almost zero.
The low-level attendant is still talking about it by Locke. In fact, if Locke is left here to give him the best technique, Locke believes that with this low element concentration, it will be difficult for him to become an entry-level attendant. .
Getting up and patting his pants, Locke said to Zhang Ling, "Go back to the house and sleep. Now wait for the Taoist boy to come."
Zhang Ling nodded and agreed.
They told Zhang's family that they were boy and girl friends, but they still slept in separate rooms. People in this small village are extremely conservative about the relationship between the opposite sex.
Not married, different rooms. This is an iron rule that has been circulating in the village for hundreds of years.
So Locke slept with the third and fifth children of the Zhang family at night.
The second and fourth children are all females like Zhang Ling, and they sleep together with their mother Liu.
The living room where Old Man Zhang slept today. He used to sleep with his two sons.
Locke originally wanted to sleep in the living room, but Old Man Zhang refused to agree. Even his wife Liu came out to persuade Locke to sleep on the kang. Locke could only accept the kindness of this family.
Lying on the Zhangjia Tu Kang, Locke rubbed the space ring. He was fortunate that he had a good habit of storing energy spars. There were hundreds of high-level energy spars and a dozen top-grade energy spars. He was on this plane. The foundation of making a home.
In the corner of the space ring, there are a few pieces of negative energy fusion beads broken into fragments. Locke is trying to use it to connect with Angelina and other women of the three western islands. It may be that the distance between the two planes is too far. Far, it could also be that the magic pattern on the negative energy fusion bead was completely scrapped, and there was no movement.
"Hope everything is well." Locke closed his eyes and sighed softly.
He did not fall asleep, but silently operated the violent wind and vindictiveness. It was not his purpose to restore the first level. If he wanted to cross the endless time and return to the wizarding world, he felt that he had at least the strength of the second-level ground knight to have a chance. .
This summer is a wonderful summer for the people of Zhang Village.
Several heavy rains have wetted the dry land in this village, adding a little greenery and vitality to Zhang Village.
Outside the entrance of the village, the village chief personally takes command and calls on all laborers under the age of 50 to build roads.
"Huangmianwowotou is enough, 50 cents per person a day!" The village chief’s slogan was passed down to every household in Zhang Village.
Everyone was excited. Not only were all the people in Zhang Village dispatched, but even the strong young offspring in the neighboring villages also crossed the difficult mountain roads, hoping to come to Zhang Village to earn some extra money.
The salary of 50 cents per person per day is unimaginably low in Uehara City, but in Zhang Village, it is enough to arouse the energy of the whole village.