Reincarnated as a sacred tree, I create a family of Yin soldiers

Although these small villages have a small population, when gathered together, the number of people is more than ten times or even dozens of times that of the Chen family.

Although the Chen family is now the only one in power, no one dares to resist.

However, Chen Xingzhen feels that the family is located in a mass grave, so it should be carefully planned. This practice of exhausting the pond and losing the hearts of the people is not appropriate.

Moreover, with the current strength of the family, it can completely rely on strength to attract some villagers who want to join the family.

But before that, it is necessary to spread the reputation of the family. For this, Chen Xingzhen has already had a corresponding plan in mind.

On the second day, many villagers gathered at the Chen family market, which seemed quite lively.

Various hawking sounds also came one after another.

"Grain, the best grain, one catty of meat for three catties of rice!"

"Fresh venison, for five pairs of straw shoes."

"Ironware, only for animal skins."

...

On weekdays, there will definitely not be so many villagers exchanging here.

However, winter has arrived, and the fields are all frozen and cannot be planted.

As for hunting, it is even worse.

Nowadays, even warriors will not easily set foot on the Mass Burial Mountain, let alone ordinary people who only hunt ordinary beasts on weekdays.

Often this time is also the busiest time for the market.

Many villagers will choose to exchange what they don’t use or have extra things on weekdays for what they need, so as to make this winter more comfortable.

Unfortunately, this place can only exchange things, and many times, the villagers may not get what they need.

But they have lived here for a long time and have long been accustomed to this. They don’t think there is anything wrong, but they still feel regretful if they don’t get it.

But they don’t have much time left to exchange. If they wait until a few days later, heavy snow falls and the road leading to the market from nearby villages is closed, then the market here will gradually close.

"Hey, isn't that Yihu? I heard that he recently became a servant of the Chen family and his life is getting better."

"That's right."

"Didn't Tian Meng also become a servant? Why haven't I seen him in the past few days?"

...

Yihu smiled as he listened to the crowd's discussion.

No, now he is called Chen Yihu.

And now he has indeed changed a lot compared to the one month ago. Even the clothes on his body are made of the best fur, and he doesn't have to worry about not having enough food.

Behind him, there are two servants of a lower status than him.

Facing the envy of many villagers in the market, Yihu couldn't help but raise his head slightly, and a trace of family glory rose on his face.

However, after thinking of the task handed down by the clan this time, Yihu's face became more serious.

This is the first task issued by the clan after he became a slave. He must complete it well and strive to let the clan leader see it and remember it in his heart.

"Dear fellow villagers, I, Chen Yihu, now represent the Chen family to announce two things to you."

The people who heard this also began to gather around, with curiosity on their faces.

Although many villagers felt that being a house slave was not decent, Chen Yihu looked good in both his clothes and mental state, and lived a better life than them, which made them envious and wanted to hear what Chen Yihu wanted to say.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Chen Yihu spoke:

"The first thing is that Chen Xingzhen, the patriarch of my Chen family, personally announced that from today on, the market will be open to everyone for free. This winter, the Chen family will no longer charge you a head fee."

The villagers who heard this were all happy. Although the head fee was not much, it was a lot for them. If they could not pay it, it would definitely be great. This is a matter that really concerns the interests of everyone.

"The second thing is, considering the difficult living conditions of the villagers around the mass grave, my clan leader has decided to distribute two kilograms of rice to each person in each village."

The villagers who heard this were all surprised, and it was hard to believe for a while, and there was no joy in the crowd.

"Yihu, is this true or false? You are not lying to us, are you?"

An old man with a slightly hunched figure asked half-doubtfully.

"Uncle Qiang, everything I said is true. If you don't believe it, you can ask the clan."

"The rice will be delivered in a few days."

Chen Yihu vowed, but many villagers still looked skeptical. After all, the other two major families had never done this before. There were one or two times when the first payment was waived, but it was rare.

Seeing that everyone still didn't believe it, Chen Yihu didn't explain much. After a few days, they would naturally believe it.

Then Chen Yihu started chatting with many villagers, and told them the news of the Liu family's demise, and assured them that now that the Chen family is in charge of the mass grave mountain, life will definitely be better than before.

The news of the mass grave mountain was closed, and the Liu family was destroyed only two days ago, but there were some rumors.

Now that it was confirmed, the villagers present had different expressions.

They didn't care about the fight between the families, they only cared about what impact this matter would have on the village and themselves.

After completing the task assigned by the patriarch, Chen Yihu took the two people behind him and rushed back to the clan.

"Brother Yihu, what do you think is the meaning of the family doing this? Why do you want to distribute rice to all the nearby villagers?"

"That's right, there are so many villages, how much rice do you need? If it were given to my family, it would be enough for my family to eat for several years."

Chen Yihu stopped and looked at the two people behind him with a serious expression:

"Don't talk nonsense. Have you forgotten the third rule of the house slaves? As a house slave, you are not allowed to discuss the affairs of the clan."

"If you don't want to be a house slave, don't hurt me."

Hearing this, the two people's faces changed. They have no skills and can only farm. If they can't be house slaves, they will starve to death this winter.

After scolding the two people, Chen Yihu was also confused.

He didn't quite understand why the clan did such a thankless thing.

But he knew very well that he shouldn't ask too much about things he shouldn't ask, and shouldn't think too much about things he shouldn't think about. The family must have its meaning in doing this.

What he should do now is to complete the order of the clan leader and strive to become a warrior with the help of the family!

This is also the idea that suddenly popped up in his mind after he was selected to be the leader of the house slaves.

Compared with other house slaves, he doesn't have much advantage, but his luck is pretty good.

But luck can't continue. Only by working hard and continuing to move forward can you make your life better!

He still needs to improve.

…

"Chief, it's just a few villagers, do we need to waste so much food?"

In the family hall, Chen Tianjing asked curiously, and Chen Tianlu and others beside him were also a little puzzled.

"Of course we need to."

"After the loss of the Li family and the Liu family, the family's territory has expanded a lot. With so much land, even if we don't grow blood rice, growing ordinary rice will require a lot of manpower."

"In the long run, how will the family develop? Next year, we can lease the land to the villagers and let them grow it on our behalf."

"With this relationship now, I think many people will be willing to give them more rice."