Chapter 527: Zhangcun

Our uncle Locke is now following his girlfriend Zhang Ling, looking for herbs in the wild outside the village.
"Don't take the gossip of the villagers seriously." Zhang Ling blushed a little.
"Relax, I'm not so stingy, and this identity was proposed by me." Locke said.
When Zhang Ling came to Zhang Cun, Locke had to make up an identity and think about it. The most reliable one was Zhang Ling’s boyfriend who was talking in Uehara. This is more feasible.
So when he entered the village, Locke felt that the people in Zhang Village were so enthusiastic.
He didn't put pressure on this group of indigenous people for spiritual hints, Locke thought.
From noon to the afternoon, the two had little harvest. Zhang Ling held a few wild yam in his hand and was ready to take it back to Locke Stew.
"Hey, wait!" Locke's eyes flashed a fine mans.
Leaping past, on the shady side of a hillside not far away, underground of an old tree root, he dug out a white rhizome.
"Old Mountain Ginseng!" Zhang Ling exclaimed.
"Why, do you know this?" Lock raised his hand.
"Well, when the Daotong came to our village a few years ago, he held something similar to this in his hand. He said it was collected from the village next door." Zhang Ling's face fluttered red, which was excited.
"Precious?" Locke frowned, and it seemed to him that it was useless except to nourish a little blood.
"Uh! Uh! The boy said that we dug and sold it to him, and he paid 20,000 yuan to receive it." Zhang Ling's eyes scorched.
"Humph, twenty thousand" Rock shook the ginseng in his hand. He knew the value of money in this plane. This kind of material for qi and blood is not a magic material in the wizarding world, but it is more precious than ordinary medicinal materials.
In terms of currency value, the value of this old mountain ginseng is at least 100,000 yuan. The child obviously bullied the villagers and was ignorant of the market.
But with 20,000 yuan to collect, Locke still had to admit that the child's conscience had not been eaten by the dog.
Based on his knowledge of the nearby villagers, this old mountain ginseng was sold for 200 yuan, and those villagers would sell him without saying anything.
Locke and Zhang Ling returned to Zhang Cun first to put the mountain ginseng into the space ring.
Today's meal, Zhang's family did not eat so well for the New Year.
The two-year-old hen was stewed, and the newly born lamb was slaughtered. The second sister Zhang family went to the grain shop in the village to buy a few pounds of white flour and drank Zhang Laohan’s cellar for three years. Xiaomi wine, the whole family is full of joy.
Let their family be so extravagant and wasteful, and it is inseparable from the 20,000 yuan that Locke put on the cheap old man before dinner.
Zhang Laohan has never seen so much money in his life. Their family is suffering. The eldest daughter goes out to work. The second daughter helps to farm in the village. The third baby and the fourth baby are still in school. The fifth baby is a little fart boy in crotch pants. The savings at home did not exceed three digits.
With money, Mr. Zhang's waist was also straightened, and his speech was easy. The rheumatism for many years seemed to be completely cured. In fact, Locke combed him with a little grudge.
Locke let Zhang Ling take care of eating and drinking Lhasa for a few months, eating people with short mouths, small rewards still need to be done, Locke has a bottom line in life.
"Lao Zhang, I have a bottle of Fen wine sent by my nephew last year. Today is exactly your family's happy day. It is used to make up for you." On the dinner table, the village head came to the door with a dead face.
The visitor is guest, the honest Zhang family is not good
Drive people out, not to mention this is the village chief.
Through communication with Zhang Ling, Locke knew what the old guy did. He didn't want to sweep Zhang's family's interest. Locke called the tanned village head outside the door.
"How much does it cost to build roads in your village?" Locke opened the door.
He discovered that it was not power but money that formed class repression among indigenous creatures in this plane.
Rich is the uncle!
"Do you think you can do this 20,000?" The village head looked up at Locke secretly.
Locke was expressionless.
"Ten thousand, ten thousand will be completed!" The village chief said immediately.
Locke still didn't speak.
As soon as the village chief gritted his teeth, "Five thousand! The roads are built by younger generations of the village. This money is mainly used to buy cement and sand in the town, and the labor force in our village will manage the food!"
The village chief gave Locke a certain number this time.
After listening to Locke, he nodded in satisfaction. He didn't open Kai Shan Tang, and he helped Zhang Cun a lot. He was not helping the Zhang family, but harming the Zhang family.
Decades of life experience, Locke knows the ugliness of human nature, which is common in all planes.
If he showed too much enthusiasm, wouldn't Locke become a synonym for people who are stupid and have more money? Later, if Zhang Cunren asked him for money.
These five thousand is the only help Locke gave Zhang Cun.
Touching his pocket, Locke pretended to withdraw money from it, but actually took five thousand dollars directly from the space ring.
"Take it well and treat the Zhang family a little bit better in the future." Locke Shen said.
"Relax, rest assured, my village surnamed Zhang, Chengdu, the village outside the village is the family, you can rest assured aunt." The village chief said with a smile.
With this lot of money, a good day in their village will come sooner.
Locke nodded, did not continue to talk nonsense with the village head, and went back to the house to continue eating.
"The village head, isn't he coming to have a sip?" Zhang Laohan opened the Fen wine sent by the village head and filled Rock with a glass.
"He still has something to go," Locke replied casually.
"It's a good wine!" Roke praised, raising his glass.
"Yeah yeah, this Fenjiu is the treasure of the village head's family. I have only heard of it before, and I don't know what it tastes like." Zhang Laohan smiled.
A table of rice was quickly finished. In front of Zhang Laohan's family, Locke's poor performance was too strange, and he would not move his chopsticks after only two full meals.
Chopsticks are a kind of eating utensils that Locke recently learned in this plane.
Zhang Laohan’s family was reluctant to throw away the unfinished food, and he didn’t have a refrigerator. Zhang Laohan and Zhang Ling’s mother discussed and planned to put the leftovers in a shady shady room, and they would come out and stew the children tomorrow morning. Chowder.
Locke must not be able to eat leftover chowder with Zhang's children. Liu's wife, Liu's wife, had already thought about it and would make a stewed egg for her uncle tomorrow morning.
At night, outside the house full of stars, sitting in the courtyard, Rock felt the moment of tranquility.
After helping her mother pack up the tableware, Zhang Ling walked to the yard and sat next to Locke, and said, "You're not full, or do you want to find a place where no one is, I'll do something for you?"
Zhang Ling knew that there was a whole set of cooking utensils in the Locker Space Ring, and some spare food and water, which she bought in supermarkets in Uehara.
"Forget it, I'm not very hungry," Rock said, shaking his head.
"Your place is indeed very close to the city
very different. Locke said.
"Of course it's different. How can our village be as prosperous as Uehara." Zhang Ling said that every time she returned to the village from Uehara, she always felt like returning from a civilized society to a primitive tribe.
The only electrical appliance in the village is the gray screen TV of the village chief’s home, and there are no street lights in the village. Zhang Ling rarely walks in the village at night.
Locke then shook his head. Zhang Ling didn't understand what he meant. In fact, he wanted to say that the energy element of this remote mountain village is a little more than that of the city, and the most important thing is that the impurities are much less.
He is now a little convinced that there is the art of Zhang Ling in this world, but with the energy concentration here, the energy users who practice Taoism will never exceed the strength of the low-level servants.
Unless he and Locke have energy spar.
How is this possible, the probability of generating energy spar at this element concentration is almost zero.
Low-ranking servants still said that Locke was higher. In fact, if he left Rock here and gave him the best exercises, Locke believed that with this low element concentration, he could be an entry-level servant.
Standing up and patting his pants, Locke said to Zhang Ling, "Go back to the house and go to bed. Now wait for the Daotong to come."
Zhang Ling nodded and agreed.
The two told the Zhang family that they were male and female friends, but they still sleep in separate rooms. The people in this small village are extremely conservative about the relationship between the opposite sex.
Not married, different rooms. This is the iron rule that has been circulating in the village for hundreds of years.
So Locke slept with Zhang's Sanwa and Wuwa at night.
Erwa and Siwa are all women like Zhang Ling, and they sleep together with their mother Liu.
In the living room where Zhang Laohan 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 and persuaded Locke to sleep on the bed. Locke could only accept the family's kindness.
Lying on the Zhangjia Tu Kang, Rockmore was holding a space ring. He was fortunate that he had a good habit of storing energy crystals. There are hundreds of high-level energy crystals and more than a dozen top-quality energy crystals, which is what he set up his life on this plane. fundamental.
In the corner of the space ring, there are several pieces of negative energy fusion beads broken into fragments. Locke tried to use it to connect with Angelina and other women in the three islands in the west. The distance between the two planes may be too far. It may be that the magic pattern circle on the negative energy fusion bead is completely scrapped, and there has been no movement.
"I hope everything is safe." Locke sighed with closed eyes.
He didn't fall asleep, but quietly ran into a storm of wind and fighting spirit. Restoring the first level is not his purpose. To return to the wizarding world across the endless time and space, he feels that he must have at least the strength of the second-level ground knight.
This summer is a wonderful summer for Zhangcun people.
Several successive heavy rains wet the dry land of this village, adding a little greenery to Zhang Village and adding a little vitality.
Outside the village entrance, the village chief personally commanded the commander and called on the labor force under the age of 50 in the village to build roads.
"Huangmianwowo heads are enough, and each person pays five cents a day!" The village chief's slogan was passed down to every household in Zhangcun.
Everyone was excited. Not only the people in Zhang Village were sent out, but even the young and powerful young generations in the neighboring villages also crossed the difficult mountain roads, hoping to come to Zhang Village to earn extra money.
The wage of five cents per person per day is unimaginably low in Uehara, but in Zhang Village, it is enough to arouse the enthusiasm of the whole village.