Siheyuan: Hiding behind the scenes, killing many animals!

Crunch...

The quaint old wooden door slowly opened, and an old man with white hair and beard and an immortal look appeared in Chen Feng's eyes.

"no·····"

Seeing the old man, Chen Feng was a little disappointed.

Just now when he heard Secretary Liu calling him Uncle Jiu, he thought...

hehe·····

Come to think of it, how is that possible?

Although the world he is in now is a multiple film and television time and space, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the great man said that spirits are not allowed to exist, and those strange people and things have long since escaped into the mountains and no longer care about worldly affairs.

How could he appear in this small mountain village!

Chen Feng shook his head, laughing at his own thoughts.

Just when Chen Feng was feeling disappointed, Liu Zhenqing pulled the old man with a sage-like appearance and whispered to him.

During this time, the old man glanced at Chen Feng. His eyes were as clear and pure as lake water, which made Chen Feng shudder.

I go!

This old man is not simple!

If he were an ordinary person, he would not feel anything unusual. He would simply think that the old man had an immortal look and a kind face, and would not think too much about it.

But he is not an ordinary person. His strong perception lets him know that this old man is not simple. He doesn't know how.

Then he didn't know.

However, he did hear some of the conversation between the two people. After all, he was also a Hua Jin warrior with sharp ears and eyes, and the two parties were only a few meters apart.

Although Liu Zhenqing tried his best to lower his voice, to Chen Feng it sounded no different from a normal conversation.

As he listened, Chen Feng's doubts grew deeper and deeper.

Medicine field.

Quanshui Village actually has its own medicinal field.

In this era, they don’t grow crops, but actually grow Chinese medicinal herbs. Are they so far-sighted?

No wonder Liu Zhenqing dared to make such a boast, saying that he would have as much medicinal materials as needed.

After a while, Liu Zhenqing said goodbye to the old man, took Chen Feng and left again. His mysterious look confused Chen Feng.

"No, Secretary Liu, what's going on? Who was that old man just now?"

Although he heard the conversation between Liu Zhenqing and the old man, the content of the conversation was limited to the medicine field. Who the old man was or what his identity was was not mentioned at all.

Apart from the two words "Uncle Nine" at the beginning, which made Chen Feng imagine a lot, he knew nothing else.

But the old man's last look left a deep impression on him.

"You are talking about Uncle Jiu! He is the ancestor of our Quanshui Village. He is highly respected. The Chinese medicinal herbs you want to purchase were all grown by Uncle Jiu and the younger generations in the village."

"Of course I have to seek his advice, but Uncle Jiu has never been concerned about worldly affairs and is unwilling to see outsiders, so, Purchaser Chen, please be more patient."

Liu Zhenqing explained with a smile.

"It's okay, Secretary Liu, what you said is serious. Since the old man likes quietness, it is indeed inconvenient to disturb him."

Although Chen Feng looked as if he didn't care on the surface, he was becoming more and more curious in his heart.

Who exactly is that Uncle Nine?

"Purchaser Chen, you city folks are more reasonable. Some people have come to see Uncle Jiu before, but we told them that Uncle Jiu doesn't like to be disturbed. But they still wouldn't give in. If we hadn't forced them away at gunpoint, who knows what kind of trouble they would have caused!"

Liu Zhenqing recalled what happened before and spoke indignantly.

"Is there such a thing?"

Chen Feng became even more curious!

As for what Secretary Liu said about them having guns, Chen Feng was not surprised at all. This was not the future, and gun control was strict. Not to mention shotguns and muskets, even the toy air guns that were used by those born in the 1980s would be illegal decades later.

But in that era, there were few muskets and bird rifles in that village. Some villages even had both Type 5 and Type 6 semi-automatic and fully automatic rifles.

Every citizen is a soldier, and this is no joke.

"Of course, it happened just over a year ago. Now that I think about it, I really regret not keeping those bastards. I'm old now, and I've become soft-hearted!"

Liu Zhenqing felt a little regretful.

"If it were in the past, I would have beaten those bastards to pieces a long time ago."

Forehead!

The corners of Chen Feng's mouth twitched, and he was speechless.

He also didn't expect that Liu Zhenqing, who looked honest and had a weathered face, had such a violent side.

But it's not surprising when you think about it. At Liu Zhenqing's age, he has lived through turbulent times. In comparison, the other party was also a tough guy when he was young.

It's not even surprising that he had served in the military.

After all, in this era, it is impossible to become a village party secretary without any ability.

Putting aside his chaotic thoughts, Chen Feng was about to ask for clarification, but found that Liu Zhenqing had stopped.

"Purchaser Chen, we're here."

What, we’re here?

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he had unknowingly stood in front of the gate of a garden surrounded by a fence.

The garden is very large, covering about 10 to 20 acres. Because it is built against the mountain, it looks like terraced fields, and each layer of the field is planted with unknown medicinal herbs.

Chen Feng is neither a doctor nor a herbalist, nor a fellow of those old brands, except that he knows a few common Chinese medicinal herbs.

Don't know anything else.

"Secretary Liu, is this the medicinal field you mentioned?"

"Yes, how about it, Purchaser Chen, am I not lying, old man?"

Seeing Chen Feng's surprised look, Liu Zhenqing chuckled, with a hint of pride on his wrinkled face.

This medicinal field is the treasure of their Quanshui Village. It is thanks to this medicinal field that no one has starved to death in the past two years.

It's just that because of Uncle Jiu's instructions before, they didn't dare to make a big fuss. But now Chen Feng took the initiative to come to the door, and he has some tricks to judge people. He knows that Chen Feng has a good character, so he revealed some things in advance.

But even so, he still took Chen Feng to visit Uncle Jiu before he dared to actually bring Chen Feng to the medicine garden.

Otherwise, without Uncle Jiu's nod, even if he was optimistic about Chen Feng, he would not dare to bring Chen Feng here.

"Branch Secretary, Branch Secretary..."

Just as Chen Feng was shocked, several young people walked out of the medicine field, both men and women, around 20 years old. Unlike ordinary farmers, these young people had lively eyes and a hint of bookishness.

Chen Feng was amazed by what he saw.

I thought Quanshui Village was just like other mountain villages, ordinary, but I didn't expect it to be so special.

"Well, Qishan, this is Chen Feng, the purchaser from the purchasing department of the Sijiucheng Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. He is here this time to purchase a batch of medicinal materials. You come to receive him."

When he met several young people, Liu Zhenqing directly introduced Chen Feng to them.

Upon hearing this, Liu Qishan just glanced at Chen Feng, then pulled Liu Zhenqing aside.

"Secretary, does Uncle Jiu know about this?"

"You little brat, do you really think that I am old and confused? If I hadn't asked Uncle Jiu for permission, I would have dared to bring him here!"

Liu Zhenqing glared at Liu Qishan unhappily.

"Hehe... Secretary, don't I know this?"

Liu Qishan touched his head and smiled innocently.

"You kid..."

Liu Zhenqing looked at his younger generation and didn't get angry. He just laughed and scolded.

"Hurry up and get down to business. Purchaser Chen is the God of Wealth of our Quanshui Village. The disaster is getting worse and worse. In order to survive this winter, we need money."

"Uncle Jiu also knew this, so he agreed."

"Yes, Secretary, I'll go right away."

As the manager of the medicine garden, he certainly understood the situation, although the precious spring in their village could already meet the water needs of the entire village.

But he knew that the water level in that spring was lower than in previous years.

You know, the spring in their village has remained the same for decades without any change.

But now...

Liu Qishan also felt a sense of urgency in his heart.