After listening to Lin Ning's words, there was a moment of speechlessness in the golden tent.

They guessed that Lin Ning would open his mouth, but they didn't expect that he would have such a big appetite.

To be honest, if Huchar is still alive, then these cattle and sheep pastures will be given to Lin Ning, and it will not be considered a drop in a drop in the cow.

But now Huzar is dead, and the ten thousand grassland tribes are clearly impossible to be detained by the golden tent. At least it will not be like Huzar who has made a sage, asking for money and soldiers to be given in one word.

After a huge rebellion, Longcheng consumed most of its foundation.

In this way, the family's financial resources will be extremely limited.

The Merkit tribe was originally pretty good, but after a major relocation, and after becoming the Mother of the Holy Shaman, countless people from various tribes came to visit, and those who recognized their relatives recognized their relatives received countless gifts, but more of them were spilled out.

Meierqi Lao Kedun has never been a stingy person, especially after seeing her son's cruelty that made her scared, she became more and more generous in giving grace to various troops.

If Huchar could survive, this strategy would naturally be extremely clever. Unfortunately, Huchar was dead.

The previous methods have become useless, and they have also taken out the family's assets of the Merkits...

Lin Ning asked for cattle, horses, sheep and herdsmen from various ministries yesterday. The people around Tumenkhan had actually discussed that they would borrow some from the Meerqi tribe, but they did not expect...

This person who claims to be never greedy will leave 70% when he speaks!!

Others lost their voices for a moment, or didn't know how to respond, but Baole's lungs were about to explode. She could no longer bear it and said sharply: "The most greedy weasels on the grassland are better than you... than you... than you..."

Lin Ning's eyes were indifferent and said softly: "Can't you even think of the antonym of greed in your empty head? Behind the face of Jijicao, are they all pretending to be grassroots?"

"Wow!"

Bolel, despised as an illiterate and ugly ghost, had a pale face and his eyes were dull, and then burst into tears.

"Xiao Ning!"

It’s not that Tian Wuniang disagrees with Lin Ning’s counterattack, but it would be a bit too much to make fun of a girl’s appearance.

Lin Ning shrugged and said nothing, but she didn't mean anything to be sorry.

In his previous life, since women could bluntly criticize a man who was poor, filing and tidy, what if a man told the truth?

Of course, he would not argue with Wu Niang about these things.

Lin Ning said to Meerqi Lao Kedun: "I want to come these cattle, sheep, horses and pastures. Of course, because I borrowed the name of Mr. Kedun, I left 30% behind. And don't think I am greedy. As I said, I am not a greedy person. My existence will only bring benefits to the Meerqi tribe and Khan, and bring good news to thousands of grassland herders.

From now on, our Qingyun Village will continue to do business with you, and it is absolutely fair to trade. Qingyun Village requires a lot of milk, a lot of meat, a tent, a horse whip, a saddle you make, and a lot of war horses. Of course, I will exchange it with equivalent cloth, grain, vegetables, ironware and other items missing on the grassland. I will arrange specific people to take charge of specific matters.

Anyway, you will definitely not suffer any losses.

The most important thing is that in this chaotic world that has not been seen in a thousand years, only Qingyun Village can protect you from peace for a lifetime.

You have no choice.”

...

After returning from the Merqi tribe, Lin Ning and Tian Wuniang summoned all the leaders of the parish who are qualified to discuss matters to Juyi Hall to discuss the layout of the grassland.

"If you want the people to follow us wholeheartedly, just complaining and working alone is not enough. Of course, the world is in chaos now, and it is not good to have a place to live in peace, but we cannot be stable forever. War is coming sooner or later. The only difference is that we are waiting for others to kill to our doorstep, or attack them on our own initiative."

"If you want a copycat, or a country, to have strong centripetal force and cohesion, it depends not only on iron-blooded suppression and a rude law, but on the other hand, you must keep seeing the future and keep feeling that life is getting better and better. The former only brings only powerful authority to intimidate people's hearts and strongly monitor people's hearts, while the latter is the real kingdom."

"Don't underestimate the grassland. On the vast grassland, you can grazle cattle, horses and sheep, and you can also raise chickens, ducks and pigs..."

"With the thousands of miles of Canglan Mountain, the grassland within a radius of the Merqi tribe cannot catch up with the abundant grasslands near Longcheng, but it is also a first-class and good pasture. Spread chickens and ducks by the river without having to feed them, and they can catch insects and grow up by themselves. This can provide us with a large amount of meat and eggs, which are good things that nourish people first-class and first-class."

"I don't need to say anything more about war horses. You can think of it. Another very important thing is the cow!"

"Yes, it's the cows! I have a way to domesticate the stupid cows on the grassland into plowing cows, on a large scale!"

At this point, there is no need to say anything more.

Even the last point is enough to keep everyone from having any objection to developing the grassland.

In the words of Lin Ning's previous life, plowing ox is a strategic national weapon and an important indicator that can influence a country's productivity.

Before mechanized production tools, oxen are the largest mechanical production tools.

In recent months, Qingyunzhai has been carrying out a major production campaign. During this process, countless people are eager to have a ox to help, which will greatly speed up the speed of land reclamation and farming.

However, Qingyun Village is simply unable to find many plowing oxen.

If it can be obtained from the grassland, the efficiency of large-scale production movement will undergo a huge change.

"What we need to discuss now is who will go to the grassland to be responsible for this business. Who can bear the responsibility of communicating with all forces on the grassland..."

After Lin Ning explained the causes and consequences clearly, he finally raised today's issue.

Fang Lin was a little curious: "Xiao Ning, didn't you plan to leave the matter on the grassland to Xiaozhi, Xiaoxuan and the others to take care of?"

Hou Yuchun laughed at the side when she heard this, but didn't say much.

How is it possible...

Lin Ning waved his hand and said, "Uncle San, I asked Xiaozhi this morning. He responded very clearly. He didn't want to go, but he had to go down steadily and take thirty years to achieve a great career. Uncle San, don't blame him, I think Xiaozhi will definitely be more promising than your older generation in the future."

Fang Lin was so angry that he knew his son too much that Fang Zhi would never say such words.

Maybe it did before, but if you have the chance to return to the grassland, Fang Zhi will definitely go.

First, we can build something without suffering, and second, it is convenient to be with that Hu woman...

No one knows his son better than his father. Fang Lin knows that his son is not a person without ambition, but he is definitely not an ambitious man with a grand mind and lofty ambitions.

Fang Zhi's ambition to be young is just to inherit his father's business and assist the boss in maintaining Qingyun Village.

How could it be that it would take thirty years to do something big?!

It must have been Lin Ning who gave him some soul-washing soup or threatening it to fall into this matter.

But even though he knew that, Fang Lin knew that this was the only way.

Before, friends from Canglan Mountain all said that he was a cunning fox from Qingyun Village, but now, Fang Lin felt that the brat in front of him was a fox who had been cultivated and had become extremely cunning!

He was so angry that he said anger: "Xiao Ning, what do you want to do all day long? We are just bandits. Isn't it better to take good care of yourself in this troubled world? Good days, but you have to bring everyone to trouble you, what do you want to make? You save countless people and make flowers, can you still become a Bodhisattva? Are you still a bandit in the end? Your grandfather is a bandit and your father is a bandit. In your life, you can only be a bandit and you can't become anything else!!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in Juyi Hall suddenly became sober.

Hu Dashan pulled Fang Lin's arm a little uneasy and called out in a low voice: "Third Brother!"

Tian Wuniang frowned slightly, and there was obviously no sign of approval in her cold eyes.

Hou Yuchun even curled her smile and looked at Fang Lin with a solemn look.

To this day, this person's eyes are still in the Qingyun Village. If these people are left in Juyi Hall to discuss matters, it will sooner or later be harmful.

Lin Ning looked at Fang Lin, even though he knew that he was venting his complaints in his heart, he still couldn't hide his anger.

Many times, it is difficult to establish a system and a belief.

But if you want to destroy it, you often only need one sentence from an insider.

The higher the status, the greater the damage it will be when speaking irresponsible words.

Lin Ning knew that his third uncle had no bad intentions and was once the wisest person in the parody. He also knew that Fang Lin's dissatisfaction with him was not only because Fang Zhi was not valued, but also because even Fang Lin himself could not keep up with the current pace of the parody, so he was at a loss.

However, no matter what, Fang Lin should not say the words that shake people's hearts just now.

Lin Ning looked at Fang Lin and said word by word: "Yes, Uncle San, I am a bandit, my grandfather is a bandit, and my father is also a bandit. In the eyes of the world, we are evil and despised thieves, but so what? From the day I understood the truth, I have faced this fate and this will of heaven. I had no choice before, but now, I want to be a pure and upright person! No matter what I am in your eyes, I don't care what you think of me. I only know that even if I take this life, I, Lin Ning, will defeat half of the son of heaven in this life! Third Uncle, my fate is my own, not the heaven!"

"Okay! What a better person than a man, and what a man is my life, I can't help it!!"

Hou Yuchun, who had always been unruly, was excited at this moment and said loudly: "Good brother, just by this sentence, my brother must follow you in front of you and follow you!"

Master Fake, who was almost recovered from his injuries, didn't care about his good friendship with Fang Lin. At this moment, he said passionately: "These two sentences seem to be specifically said for the Sa family... After the kindness of the little divine doctor, the Buddha didn't want this life, so he had to sell it to the little divine doctor."

Lin Ning turned around, thanked him solemnly, and looked at Tian Wuniang again. When he was about to have an attack, he saw Tian Wuniang stand up and slowly walked to Fang Lin, with a pale face, bowed and stood up straight. He said with a rare gentle voice: "When Master and Father were there, the Third Uncle was the military advisor in the mountain village. After the two of them left, if there were no Third Uncle, how could I support Xiaoning's transformation? For us, the Third Uncle is both a military advisor and a relative. But now you are old and the mountain pass is completely different from before, and I am still slowly familiar with it. Third Uncle, you can enjoy a peaceful life. From now on, don't work hard for us anymore."

Kindness does not lead troops, righteousness is not the reason for making money. Tian Wuniang understands that she doesn’t want Lin Ning to be this evil person, so she will let her take the lead in person.

Fang Lin seemed to have been aged more than ten years old for a moment. After nodding tremblingly, he turned around and left without saying a word.
Chapter completed!