Rural Shennong

Including Widow Miao and Zhang Dayong, they all shook their heads and sighed.

What Chen Ping said was simple. Almost every inch of the land available in Tangpu Village was not wasted.

The best vegetables, the best sorghum, and pig farms, chicken farms and cattle farms crowded the whole village to the brim.

Those top-quality Artemisia annua can only be planted on the hillside of the hill.

All that was left was a vast swamp.

There is no way to even grow rice in that place, let alone sorghum.

Seeing everyone's sad faces, Chen Ping said calmly: "The root system of sorghum is very resistant to the harm caused by hypoxia."

"The ability to withstand floods is excellent, as long as the swamp is transformed, it can be planted."

"Uncle Dayong, go and follow my instructions and get the sorghum as soon as possible."

Zhang Dayong hesitated to speak, but finally he let out a helpless sigh, turned his head and left.

Even if Chen Ping wants to transform the swamp, it will not happen overnight, but the problem of food is imminent.

After Zhang Dayong left, Chen Ping led a group of strong laborers from the village, carrying tools such as shovels and picks, and walked through the swamp to the foot of the hill where medicinal materials were grown.

Chen Ping pointed to the edge of the swamp and the hill and said, "Listen to my command, start digging from here!"

"Along the foot of the mountain, there is a round hole every six feet, and the hole must be six feet deep."

The villagers looked at each other.

When Chen Ping brought them here, they knew that Chen Ping was trying to transform the swamp.

But this kind of transformation method has a fart use?

Chen Ping said coldly: "Don't you understand my words? Start now!"

Fortunately, Chen Ping had already established enough prestige in the village, and he usually paid enough wages.

Otherwise, if he messes around like this, it will definitely trigger resistance from the villagers.

But even if Chen Ping had prestige, after working for a day, the villagers didn't find that this method had changed the swamp, and they felt a little bit of dissatisfaction in their hearts.

"What is the boss going to do? Digging a hole in the morning and digging a ditch in the afternoon, isn't this tormenting people? It's better to dig mountains and soil to fill swamps, then there is still hope!"

"Hey, even if we dig the mountains and fill the swamp, it will take more than half a year, and the day lily will be cold by then."

"Stop talking, look at the boss' face, hurry up and work."

Chen Ping found that the work efficiency of the villagers was getting lower and lower, so it's no wonder they looked good.

In fact, in the knowledge he passed down, there is the knowledge of geomantic omen and the transformation of geomantic omen.

But to transform such a large piece of natural Feng Shui, it takes a lot of manpower, material resources, time and energy.

In the past, Chen Ping had too many things to do, and he was not in a hurry to use the land, so he didn't take any action.

He wanted to wait until he found time to talk about it later.

But Yang Hanye's insidious trick forced Chen Ping to make changes in advance.

"Listen, everyone!" Chen Ping leaned on a hoe and said, "From today until the completion of the transformation of the swamp, everyone involved in the project will be paid an extra 200 yuan per day."

"Sister Runlian, you are in charge of the logistics, and you can get me all the big fish and meat, and order the meals with the highest standard, without worrying about money."

The villagers were stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into bursts of cheers.

Chen Pingke never breaks his promise, and usually pays more wages, and never pays less.

And Chen Ping also took care of the food.

Hearing this, everyone burst out with a positive work attitude.

Anyway, one day's wages are paid for one day's work, who cares what Chen Ping will do.

After the first day of drying, the villagers didn't feel any change in the swamp. On the surface, it was still full of potholes and puddles of mud.

In the dead of night, with the moon on the branches, Chen Ping sat on the edge of the swamp, looking up towards the direction of the swamp.

I don't know when it started, a cloud of water vapor rose from the swamp, and the hills in the distance became a little hazy.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Chen Ping put his heart back into his stomach.

It was also his first time to reform Feng Shui, and he didn't know how effective it would be.

Now he has a bottom line.

The corner of Chen Ping's mouth curled up: "It's really a geomantic treasure."

"Yang Hanye, just wait for me to give you a big gift!"

In fact, during the day, the feng shui of this swamp has already changed, and the water vapor has begun to seep out from the depths of the ground veins.

It's just that the temperature is very high during the day, and the sun is shining brightly, and the rising water vapor evaporates quickly, which is not as obvious as at night.

As the temperature got lower and lower, the moisture in the swamp became heavier and heavier, gradually forming a huge foggy area.

The thick fog was blown by the evening wind, and it slowly drifted towards the urban area, and it turned into sparse drizzle after a while.

"Fuck, what's going on here? The weather forecast is really deceiving." A commuter waiting for the bus put his briefcase on his head, cursing.

Many people were drowned by the sudden rain.

The people in the meteorological center were also very confused. A weatherman stared at the weather cloud map with question marks all over his face: "Where did the cumulonimbus come from? It's unscientific!"

The entire Tangpu Village was shrouded in a dense fog that could not be seen until dawn.

Villagers who got up early found traces of heavy fog. The window sills and glass were covered with dew, and many clothes and bedding hanging outside were wet.

There is often heavy fog in the mountain village, and the villagers didn't think much about it.

Under Chen Ping's organization, he continued to work in the mountains.

When passing through the swamp, some villagers discovered the abnormality.

"Ergou, have you noticed that the ground is much firmer?"

The villager Ergou jumped up and down twice: "It's true, it was a little soft when I stepped on it yesterday."

"Tie Niu, do you think it's because the boss asked us to dig those holes and dig those ditches to have an effect?"

Villager Tieniu shook his head: "Impossible, maybe it's because the sun is hot these days."

Today Chen Ping did not let the villagers dig at the foot of the mountain, but moved to the other side of the swamp.

"Today's job is to dig out these trees and plant them there." Chen Ping said, pointing not far away.

With so many people and strong strength, it only took one morning to dig holes and transplant them. In the afternoon, Chen Ping began to direct the villagers to dig holes and bury stones.

The people in the village were uneducated and superstitious. After working with Chen Ping for two days, many people were wondering whether Chen Ping knew some magic tricks to move mountains and fill seas.

In the evening, patches of water vapor suddenly rose from the swamp.

Few people noticed at first, but when the water vapor condensed into clouds of water mist, everyone was stunned by the sight.

"My God, is this true?"

"Boss is really good at spells. Could it be that he has hired a great immortal?"

"Oh my god, the dragon... the Dragon Lord has appeared."

I don't know who yelled this voice, and many villagers knelt on the ground.

The corners of Chen Ping's eyes twitched uncontrollably.

He couldn't explain to the villagers what kind of knowledge Feng Shui is with a huge system and rigorous layout.

"Cough, cough, everyone, get up, there is no dragon king in this swamp, just a monster dragon that is making trouble in the water."

"We destroyed the demon dragon's lair in the past two days, and it couldn't wait to leave. In the future, the land here will be hard, and we can grow food."

The villagers dare not believe it, the truth is right in front of them.

Everyone looked at Chen Ping with shock, disbelief, and even admiration.

Chen Ping can drive away even the monster dragon, what else can he not do?

Chen Ping told a big lie, which made everyone's old face turn red: "Let's stop here today, and work for another day tomorrow and it will be almost the same."

In the past two days when Chen Ping led the villagers to renovate the swamp, there has been a lot of news about him in the upper class of Yuncheng.

Even the content of that agreement was publicized by Yang Hanye.

For a while, there were endless comments about Chen Ping's imminent bankruptcy and the Yang family's complete victory.

It seemed that as soon as the morning dawned, the news that Chen Ping was going to die would be heard.