"You two have not yet ended their relationship, go down the mountain. You will leave here soon. If you are destined, you will definitely meet again in the future. If you are not destined... Alas, that is not destined..."

"Master~" Yu Wuya was stunned for a while and suddenly fell to the ground and shouted.

"Master, Qingrou is willing to accompany you to live in seclusion in the mountains and fields, and never ask about the world!" Shui Qingrou also lay on the ground and cried.

"You have just started, why do you need to accompany me? Go, the people you want to stay with forever are not here!" The old man walked to the entrance of the cave.

"The heaven and earth have no perfection, the saints have no omnipotence, and all things have no full use. Remember the words of the Lord Leong..."

The sound of the slightest echoed at the entrance of the cave, and then slowly drifted away with the mountain breeze.

"Master, wait for me, I still have something unknown to you..." Yu Wuya got up and rushed to the entrance of the cave, but in the cave that was only five feet deep, there was only a cushion, a stone table, a bamboo roll and two black iron swords, one long and one short, and there was no old man.

"Oh, junior sister, Master doesn't want us anymore?" Yu Wuya turned around with a frown, looking at the red water thrust and said weakly.

Shui Qingrou stared at the extremely simple scene in the cave. After a long time, she walked in and picked up the bamboo roll, and then slowly unfolded it, revealing the two vermilion seal characters "Tang Wen".

"This is Lie Gong's handwriting, but I didn't expect that Master would leave it to us!" Although Yu Wuya felt sad, he still came over to take a look and said.

Shui Qingrou did not fully unfold and rolled up the bamboo slips and handed them to Yu Wuya, "Senior Brother, what should we do now?"

"Let's go back to Wancheng first. This time, Master is here to stay with us for seven days. It is said that it is to verify the method of making tea. It may have a deep meaning. Although the remaining fairy tea cannot be sold, I have to do what I do about the business. I want to go to the vicinity of Wancheng and find tea trees, and then open a tea workshop! These two meteorite iron swords are left for us to defend ourselves." Yu Wuya picked up the two iron swords, looked through them and handed the short one to Shui Qingrou.

"I hope the tea you made can be sold?" Shui Qingrou wiped away her tears sadly, put away the bamboo slips, took the short sword, gently pulled it out and looked at it, then hung it on her waist.

The two of them stayed in front of the cave and on the platform again for a while, then went down the mountain along a winding and steep path.

"Junior sister, Master just said that you have someone who wants to stay with you forever. Could that person be... a benefactor!" Yu Wuya's voice drifted with the wind.

"Hey, don't pinch it, you don't have to say it. Actually, I like him too. Not seeing him for a day is like three autumns!" Yu Wuya's voice then rang again.

"Ah snee~"

A young man who had just become a Lidian in Qinghe Town was riding on a tall horse and sneezing a big sneeze. Then he looked up at the sunny sky and said to himself: "I'm going to catch a cold, so I have to go back and drink some isatis to suppress my shock!"

Because of a threshing machine, Chen Xu was operating in time, and finally he didn't have to be a poor person anymore. Now he can be said to be full of complacent intentions. At least the eyes of the people around him looked warm and respectful.

After sending away a group of villagers from Xiaohe Village, he was patrolling the general situation of Qinghe Town, accompanied by four pavilions in the town.

A big brown horse with mixed hair under his crotch, wearing a round neck and short-sleeved T-shirt on his upper body, a pair of gray shorts on his lower body, and a pair of cork-sole pigskin sandals under his feet.

Since you have become the mayor, it is definitely not enough to continue wearing that ragged outfit, and it will embarrass the bureaucracy of the Qin Empire.

Under his guidance, Chen Jiangshi worked hard to help him with this outfit overnight. Because ordinary people can only wear gray or white, Chen Xu did not dare to dye it too colorful. However, in order to decorate, he wrote two black simplified Chinese characters "Qi Dian" on the chest of the T-shirt with a soaked gray bottom of the pot and wrote two black simplified Chinese characters "Qi Dian" on the chest.

When Xing'er asked him what these two words meant, he thought for a long time before he said seriously: "I hope that every day I wake up is a new starting point, and my brother is a new starting point in life as a Lidian in Qinghe Town! The starting point means whether I hope to know it?"

"Brother, I understand!" Xing'er actually couldn't understand, so she could only nod in a daze.

As for the pigskin sandals under his feet, they were made of his own creativity and handicrafts. The lumps made of them were basically equivalent to garbage in later generations. However, these sandals that have traveled through time over two thousand years still amazed some people in the town, and they all expressed that they would spend money to buy a pair from Lidian.

So Chen Xu had to work two more nights and make a few pairs, and sold them to four pavilions at a price of fifty dollars per pair.

Therefore, in addition to his unique clothes, the pigskin sandals that were clear to several people on the horse's back were both comfortable and transparent, and were wear-resistant, which was much cooler than straw sandals.

However, the price of straw sandals is not the same as that of three pairs.

The money from selling shoes also made Chen Xu feel very accomplished and felt that he had found another way to make money. So he told Chen Jiang's method of making sandals and asked her to find a few women in the village to make them together. In a few days, she could open a grocery store in the town to sell some needles and threads and daily life. If she grows bigger, she can consider opening a chain supermarket in the county.

After running for three days, the eleven villages in Qinghe Town were basically in touch. Recently, every household has been harvesting wheat. Half of the few acres of land has been harvesting, and the more land has just begun. Especially the large areas of farmland around Qinghe Town, the wind blows the wheat waves and the eyes are full of golden yellow, but basically there are no traces of harvesting.

Because this year has been sunny, the wheat has matured seven or eight days earlier than in previous years. In addition, the entire Qinghe Town has recruited 200 strong laborers, and the laborers have been reduced a lot. Moreover, they do not have a threshing machine. They use the original harvesting method of cutting wheat ears and drying and beating. Every household can only harvest two or three acres of fields at a time, and it takes about three days at a time. In other words, the previous summer grain harvest will last for nearly one month. During this process, the weather is sunny and rainy, and the wheat that is too mature will fall on its own, which is very wasteful and lossy. If there are a few more heavy rains, the wheat may all be soaked in the fields and sprout.

So the first thing Chen Xu did after the inspection was to bring more than a dozen farmers in the village who knew Muhuoer to Qinghe Town, and personally demonstrated and made a threshing machine, which disassembled and assembled and explained repeatedly.
Chapter completed!