Ranch Story: Start Over

The 100 magic street lamps were the last thing Feng Ling had gathered together, but even so, Thomas and the others divided them equally without any concern.

Each person was responsible for twenty lamps, and the installation was simple and convenient. Everyone decided to go back and replace the previous street lights soon.

Unlike the Mineral Town, other towns had groups of representatives attending the rally, but the Mineral Town was short of people, so everyone participated.

Since the goal has been achieved, although it is still a little little, Luo Xi Shirley and others are still satisfied. They came to the ranch last night and saw the magic street lights in the orchard of Fengling Ranch from afar. After Gast's explanation and introduction, everyone realized that this new magic street light will definitely have a huge impact on the happiness of the residents.

So today, everyone got the new magic street lamps from Feng Ling, said goodbye to Feng Ling and left with satisfaction.

Watching the mayors of other brother towns leave, Feng Ling stared blankly into the distance and couldn't help but ask Thomas:

"Uncle Thomas, are they leaving now?"

"Rather than saying we're leaving, it's better to say we're going to advertise. Since you've given us this exclusive patent to manage and produce, then naturally maximizing profits is our goal."

Feng Ling nodded and tried it first before asking for the price. The magic street lamp was his first product that integrated the technology of the original world. He had spent so much effort in the dream world, and had made systematic process improvements. If this product failed, he would be too sorry to the scientific research pioneers of the original world.

Moreover, the cost after the improvement has been reduced to 1000 magic crystal coins per unit. For ordinary families, this price is much more reliable than the long-term use of consumables such as kerosene.

"Feng Ling, are you sure you don't want to raise the price a little?"

Thomas always felt that it was a bit unwilling to sell Feng Ling's technology, which integrated the technology of two worlds, at such a price.

"Uncle Thomas, if you really can't bear it, then let the residents of our five brother towns buy it with their real names and sell it at the current price. But as for external sales, it's up to you. This way, we can not only increase everyone's salary, but also promote the tax revenue development of the town."

Thomas looked at Feng Ling with some surprise. He didn't expect that he would think of this point. If he had brought it up first, it would have been a bit like lobbying, but since Feng Ling brought it up himself, it showed that he had a high level of ideological awareness.

"Why are you looking at me, Uncle Thomas, like that?"

"Somewhat unexpected."

"Oh, no, not really. This kind of thing is good for our fellow villagers, so of course I am happy to see it."

Feng Ling waved his hand nonchalantly. With the knowledge in his head and the assistance of the system, everything will go in a good direction. His grandfather had said that he would take the responsibility of restoring the past glory.

But now, looking at the old man comfortably waving a cattail leaf fan under the old locust tree, Feng Ling didn't know how to evaluate his grandfather's behavior for a moment.

Now he is like the sweeping monk in martial arts novels, a harmless old man who can be bullied by anyone, but if you underestimate him, he can send the other person to heaven in an instant.

"Okay Feng Ling, I'm going to go back first. Remember, there will be an autumn residents' meeting of Mineral Town tomorrow."

"Don't worry, Uncle Thomas. I won't forget it."

"That's fine. I'll go back first then."

Thomas nodded to Feng Ling with satisfaction, then glanced at Feng Qingyang in the distance, with an indescribable expression, which seemed very complicated, but also seemed to be a little surprised. Feng Ling didn't know what to feel. He turned to look at his grandfather and hurried over.

"Grandpa, they are all gone."

"Well, if they're leaving, then leave. Don't keep them for dinner. We don't even have enough for ourselves."

Feng Ling was speechless for a moment, then he organized his words. He seemed to want to say something but was too embarrassed to say it, and to want to ask something but was too embarrassed to ask it.

"You little brat, just say whatever you want to say. You're still playing the game of hesitating to speak with grandpa."

Feng Ling grinned, then asked with a smile:

"Grandpa, I'm just curious, why do you hide so deeply? Your cultivation is obviously unfathomable, but why do you suffer so much?"

"Because only through hard practice can one break through the last shackles."

"?What's the meaning?"

Feng Ling seemed to realize something. Could it be? No way? Gradually, his expression became more and more incredible, and his eyes widened.

"Grandpa! You haven't reached that point yet, have you?"

"No, I'm almost there. This is the fate of us magic swordsmen. I only realized this when I reached this stage."

"That's the finishing touch!"

Feng Ling whispered in horror, and then continued:

"Grandpa, I want to tell you something!"

"what's up?"

Facing Feng Qingyang, Feng Ling told Feng Qingyang everything that happened in the ghost cave, to prevent himself from missing anything and getting into trouble.

However, as mentioned, because they resurrected Xie Ying and Ling Xiaowan, even though Ling Tianying and Xie Xun had issued a gag order to their families, they could not stop two people who had been dead for many days from reappearing in front of their families.

Intelligence elements from other forces hidden in this had already passed on this matter, so Feng Ling had gotten himself into a big trouble. The first to be affected was the Judas Alliance, which had already intensified the conflicts among them. Feng Ling didn't know all this yet.

The second is Feng Qingyang. Black and White Impermanence have told Feng Ling the way to resurrect his grandmother, but resurrection is not so easy to do. The unexpected entrance to the ghost world requires a creature with extraordinary strength to guard it and drive and supervise the Yinming miners.

And now, when Feng Ling told Feng Qingyang about this, Feng Qingyang looked at Feng Ling with his eyes shining instantly.

"Grandpa, what do you think?"

"Good! Very good! You are worthy of being my good grandson!"

Feng Qingyang stood up with a big laugh, and patted Feng Ling's shoulder with joy on his face. The joy that came from the heart stunned Feng Ling for a moment. For the first time, he saw the desire to live in his grandfather's eyes.

"Good boy! I didn't expect that it was you who could bring this good news to Grandpa. The prophecy that I sacrificed my life for has finally come true."

"?"

Feng Qingyang let out a long sigh, shook his robe, gave Feng Ling a tall and majestic back, and then said:

"This is a secret. Just keep it to yourself and don't tell anyone."

Looking at the barrier rising around him, Feng Ling knew that this was Grandpa's way of completely isolating their conversation. Unless someone had a higher cultivation level than Grandpa, it would be impossible for them to hear it. "

Feng Qingyang stared blankly into the distance, then said:

"It's a long story. It all started back then..."