Farmer sister: Escape from wilderness and farm with Lingquan space

Jia Tongpan lowered his gaze to the black girl's face, then quickly moved away and looked at the old man in front of him who was obviously the head of the village.

The old village chief glanced at Qiao Ran, saw her nodding, and said, "Sir, we have discussed it. Everyone has unanimously agreed to go to Devil's Valley and not to separate."

Jia Tongpan was obviously very happy to hear this answer, and suddenly there was a smile on his face.

"That is your choice. Don't blame me in the future! In that case, come here to register your family members and names! The new household registration documents will be issued to you in a few days."

Everyone then sent one person each to line up and let the two clerks start registering the number of people and names of each family.

The little captain guarding the city gate was very discerning and brought a chair to Jia Tongjian. He sat there leisurely and waited for the little official to finish the matter so that he could go back to deliver the work.

Qiao Ran stepped forward: "Lord Tongpan, I still have a few questions that need to be answered clearly by Lord Tongpan."

"What's the problem? Tell me!"

Jia Tongpan felt relaxed now and spoke very cheerfully.

Qiao Ran said: "Since the Devil's Valley is designated for our group of refugees, can we dispose of the valley at will? We can cut down, burn, or dig up the trees, weeds, and rocks as we wish?"

When Jia Tongpan heard such a question, he immediately nodded boldly: "Of course! Since we want to open up wasteland for farming and build houses there, we must cut down the weeds and shrubs."

Qiao Ran said: "What I'm saying is, if we burn down all the trees and weeds in that valley, will it be okay?"

Jia Tongpan was stunned.

What did this country girl say? Want to burn all the trees in Devil's Valley? Does she know how big the valley is?

He frowned: "This...is...not impossible, right?"

Anyway, the Devil's Valley is a ghost place that no one dares to go to. If you burn it, just burn it!

However, do these people dare to burn it? How to burn the vegetation in such a large valley?

"However, you can only burn the area designated by me. If you burn other vegetation, or even cause a wildfire in the entire mountain, causing immeasurable losses, then you will have to die to apologize. Got it!"

As soon as he said these words, the faces of the people in Qingshui Village changed.

Qiao Ran nodded: "Okay! There is no basis for what you say. In order to avoid unnecessary disputes in the future, I hope that the magistrate will write another official seal of instructions, stating that the area within ten miles of the Devil's Valley belongs to our Qingshui Village. We can do whatever we want. In addition, no one else is allowed to live in the valley unless the whole village agrees."

Jia Tongpan was a little unhappy when he heard this country girl talking to him like this.

But then I thought about it, it’s such a hellish place. Who would want to go there except these poor refugees from other places who are not very bright?

Why not just give it to them? There’s no telling whether these people will survive more than a year and a half!

Let them do whatever they like! As long as other mountains and forests are not burned down.

In this way, Jia Tongpian nodded: "Okay! I will write it for you! However, I will also write it clearly. Except for the area within ten miles that you can dispose of at will, you are not allowed to damage any plants or trees beyond that area!" "

Qiao Ran pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "Of course, it's better to write it clearly."

Now that it was made clear, Jia Tongpan immediately picked up the pen and wrote two agreements with a "swish". Jia Tongpan picked up the official seal and stamped it.

The old village chief, Qiao Erhe, Qiao Sihai, and several men and young men in the village who could write their own names all stepped forward to write their names and put their fingerprints next to them.

There were two copies of the agreement, one was kept by Jia Tongfan, and the other was kept by the old village chief.

At this point, Jia Tongpan's task is basically completed. As long as he goes back and completes the household registration documents for these people, the task will be truly completed.

And the Devil's Valley, which makes everyone in the capital fearful, belongs to the hundreds of people in Qingshui Village!

With a satisfied smile, Jia Tongpan got on the sedan and returned to the city.

Only two government officials were left to take the refugees to Devil's Valley.

Except for the Qiao family who had set up a stove to heat hot water, no other people's belongings had been taken down, so they immediately packed up and followed the two government officials in the direction of Devil's Valley.

The two government officials didn't know whether to sympathize with or gloat about these refugees who were going to die.

Do these people really not know how scary Devil’s Valley is? Or do you naively think you can defeat that terrible poisonous miasma?

The two looked at these refugees with very complicated expressions, and they hesitated to speak several times.

The people of Qingshui Village have also dealt with many official officials along the way, but they are not as timid as when they first saw the official officials.

Qiao Sihai, Shitou Daddy and other men also chatted with the two government servants on the way.

Qiao Sihai handed the two yamen servants two small taros that he had just thrown into the earthen stove and roasted.

"Brother Guan Cha, if you don't mind, warm yourself up with some freshly roasted taro! We dug this on the road. It's very fragrant and delicious!"

The two government officials glanced at the unknown black object in Qiao Sihai's hand, with a look of disgust on their faces.

However, one of the yamen's stomach growled at this moment. He coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment and reluctantly took a taro.

There was nothing he could do. He almost overslept in the morning and hurried to work before he had time to eat breakfast. At this time, he was very hungry. He was afraid that he would not have the strength to walk later, so he could only accept the food that was almost turned into black charcoal. stuff.

Seeing that the yamen servant didn't know what to say, Qiao Sihai took the taro in his hand as a demonstration and peeled off the roasted black skin, revealing the white and purple taro flesh.

As soon as the skin was peeled off, the unique aroma of taro wafted in the wind. The two yamen servants were stunned when they smelled the aroma, and then sniffed vigorously, confirming that it was a very fragrant smell.

The servant holding the taro quickly peeled the taro in his hand and put it to his nose to smell it. It smelled so good!

There was a crazy rumbling sound in his stomach, and the yamen servant didn't care about any shame. He immediately put the taro in his hand to his mouth and took a bite, trying to chew it a few times.

Suddenly, a fragrant and glutinous taste hits the taste buds, filling your mouth with fragrance!

"Mmm, delicious!"

The yamen servant couldn't bear it any longer. He didn't care about burning his mouth and ate big mouthfuls. He swallowed a small taro as big as a fist in his stomach in three mouthfuls.

My stomach suddenly felt warm, but it didn't seem like I was full enough.

His eyes were focused on the taro that Qiao Sihai had peeled off but hadn't eaten yet.