The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 420: God of Wealth

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Fu Xiaoguan stayed in Pingling County, while Bai Yulian went to Quyi County.

Of course, when he went to Quyi County, he also sent a message to Yan Linqiu, the magistrate of Quyi County.

Somewhat different from Zhang Wenhan, Yan Linqiu did not doubt Bai Yulian's identity at all - he was Yan Xiaolou's cousin and Yan Xiwen's cousin. He knew how powerful those industries in Xishan were , and also know how powerful Fu Xiaoguan's brother-in-law is.

——Everyone is dead, but they set up the trap here half a year ago!

So Yan Linqiu felt very sorry for this brother-in-law, expressed high respect for Bai Yulian's brilliant achievements in Pingling Mountain, and even left Bai Yulian to have lunch.

At the same time, he also adopted a similar strategy to Zhang Wenhan to recruit workers throughout the county to provide sufficient labor for the coming Xishan people.

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Zhang Pei'er left the Pingling County government office and walked slowly on the snowy streets with a long sword on her back.

Her eyes searched carefully on both sides of the street. She firmly believed that Fu Xiaoguan was not dead, and that Fu Xiaoguan was in Pingling!

There is a woman's sixth sense in this, and of course there is some basis for it. She does not believe that Fu Xiaoguan would write down such a detailed plan in March - even the national policy implemented by the Yu Dynasty was only implemented in April. Officially, Fu Xiaoguan is not a god, there is no way he could have predicted what happened today!

And the words on the paper still exude the fresh fragrance of ink!

Why didn't he show up?

Zhang Pei'er only heard that Fu Xiaoguan was the son of Emperor Wen, but she did not understand the current situation of the Wu Dynasty. In her understanding, the profound meaning of Fu Xiaoguan's move was most likely to be planning a great event.

As for what the big event is, Zhang Pei'er can't guess.

She suddenly stopped and thought of a question: What if I go to find him...?

Is it possible to really kill him?

If I kill him, I’m afraid my brother will fall out with me!

He is now the most popular God of Wealth in this place, and my brother is still counting on him to save the people here from disaster,

So, killing cannot go on.

If we really saw him... wouldn't he be speechless?

It would be better not to see you!

Zhang Pei'er took a deep breath, thinking about the things she did in Linjiang last year, and smiled at herself. It was really ridiculous!

She shook her head, and was about to turn around and go to the county government office to say goodbye to her brother, when she suddenly saw a familiar figure walking out of the inn in front of her.

By chance, Zhang Pei'er pulled the bamboo hat lower and followed the figure forward.

Fu Xiaoguan is just going out at this moment.

It's not that he has anything important to do, but he is bored and wants to take a stroll and learn more about the situation in Pingling County.

In broad daylight, perhaps because of the heavy snow, there were not many people in Pingling County.

The shops on both sides of the street are 70% open, but almost all of them are crowded at the door. The shopkeepers are sitting in front of the counters, warming themselves by the fire and dozing off. Only the children are ignorant of sorrow, running and playing in the heavy snow, making melodious laughter. The sound shows some vitality here.

The economy here has been paralyzed!

Fu Xiaoguan walked slowly, looked slowly, and slowly thought: The people need the things in these shops, but they have no money in their pockets.

This place originally relied on the consumption brought by outside merchants, but now it has been thwarted by the palace chief. The merchants are gone and the people are poorer. The economy here has naturally become a stagnant water.

The only condition for revitalizing this stagnant water is that the people's pockets can be bulging.

This place will be in a state of low consumption for a long time, which is the basic necessities for people to maintain their minimum survival.

Next spring, Wang Er will have to come here with sweet potatoes, and Zhang Wenhan and Yan Linqiu will have to rent two fields to raise seedlings.

The people in these two places must be mobilized to learn how to cultivate sweet potatoes from Wang Er.

I originally thought of planting this year’s sweet potatoes in large quantities in Xishan next year, but now it seems that it is too late.

Only a small amount of sweet potatoes can be left in Xishan for seeding, and the rest must be transported here.

Of course, as a small landowner in Linjiang, he is not a good person. He has to pay for these sweet potato seeds. As for the people here being unable to pay the money, Fu Xiaoguan is not worried. These people will all work in their own workshops. At that time, the wages will be gradually deducted.

As for Fu Erdai’s seeds, Fu Xiaoguan has no intention of putting them here.

It is even more difficult to breed the second generation Fu. The yield in this place is really pitiful, and I can’t stand my kind.

Just thinking about it, he suddenly heard the clanging sound of iron coming from the corner of the street. His eyes lit up, he became interested, and walked over.

"Zhou Ji Blacksmith Shop!"

The dark door was open, and he stepped in. The light in the room was very dark. He looked carefully. There were very few iron tools, only three hoes, four kitchen knives, and five hatchets hanging on the shelf. .

There was no one in the shop in front, and the sound came from the backyard, so he walked into the backyard, but Zhang Pei'er frowned and flew to the roof.

What Fu Xiaoguan saw when he came to the backyard was a swarthy man in his forties, who was beating something on the anvil with a hammer.

He saw Fu Xiaoguan and said nothing. He continued to beat the hammer rhythmically, and then immersed the thing on the anvil into the water. There was a sound of "呲..." in the water tank, and it appeared. A puff of smoke.

"What do you want to buy, Master?" Blacksmith Zhou wiped his hands on his apron and asked expectantly.

Fu Xiaoguan looked curiously at the thing Blacksmith Zhou put on the anvil, "This **** of yours is a little different!"

Blacksmith Zhou was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Is it possible that you still know how to smelt?"

"I understand... I just heard the sound of your beating. It was the unique sound of steel after you added carbon to the molten pig iron and beat it repeatedly!"

Fu Xiaoguan picked up the rough **** on the anvil, looked at it carefully, and touched the blade with his fingers. He turned around and saw Blacksmith Zhou's shocked expression.

This is a unique secret recipe passed down by the Zhou family for three generations!

This young man actually heard something different from the voice. Could it be that at such a young age, he is still a master of iron smelting?

Fu Xiaoguan suddenly took out an ingot of broken silver, which was only about two taels. He handed it to Blacksmith Zhou, "According to your smelting method, make me a sword. This is the deposit. You can tell me how much silver it will cost after you make it. , but I have a request——"

"Sir, please speak!"

Blacksmith Zhou’s eyes turned green when he saw the two taels of silver!

I haven’t been able to open a business for many days. My son is seriously ill and I have no money to hire a doctor. My wife is almost exhausted from taking care of her son day and night. It’s hard to live these days.

He came here today and opened the door of this shop. He thought he could sell it for a few pennies and hire a doctor to get some medicine for his son. Unexpectedly, he met the God of Wealth!

"This thing you use is the technique of pouring pig iron into steel. The sword I want is a sword made entirely of steel!"

Tiejiang Zhou was suddenly startled and felt a chill in his heart.