Seeing everyone puzzled, Ye Qing smiled: "Don't worry about my failure. I have already said that at the worst, you can plant a lot of sweet potatoes. This kind of thin field is just right. You can sell raw materials to your family. The profit is small but profitable."
If the volume is large, it will take more than ten years to make back the investment."
This was a casual remark, but at this time everyone agreed: "Yes, this way the risk is greatly reduced."
The clan leader Ye Mengqiu looked deeply at Ye Qing, ten years?
What's wrong with 400,000 taels and just sitting in the fields for ten years? He didn't believe this nonsense.
If he asked his family to provide money purely based on his talent, no matter what Ye Qing said, Ye Mengqiu would hesitate, because most of the risks would be borne by his family.
But now that Ye Qing was a sole proprietor, he took out the shares and directly spent 300,000 taels of silver on it. Such a huge amount of money and such determination were better than any eloquence. Ye Mengqiu was moved and his heart moved.
But this involves too much, and it is impossible to make an immediate decision. At this time, I just said: "Don't rush to make a conclusion. It's not that my family is unwilling to contribute capital. Although it is good for you to raise funds yourself, after all, you have to operate the stock preparation, and it is unknown whether you can raise all the funds."
, I see that you are anxious to take over this field, so you still need some help from your family."
Ye Qing smiled bitterly, and once again admired his sophistication in his heart, his precise vision and decisive actions, and he immediately grasped his weak point - before the catastrophe, wasn't the thing he lacked the most was time?
"Fortunately, you are never my enemy." He then praised and sighed.
"Haha..." Ye Mengqiu just smiled: "People are getting old, and a new generation will replace the old ones. This family will still have to look to you in the future."
As he spoke, he looked around at these core younger generations and looked at Ye Qing emphatically. The meaning was self-evident.
Ye Qing smiled slightly: "That's natural."
It was getting late, and Ye Mengqiu wanted to save dinner, so they ate some together without disturbing the old man's rest, and went their separate ways.
It was a starry night when I came back, the moon was thick and shining on the lonely bamboo forest.
A glazed lantern shone brightly, and a firefly moved softly forward in the clear night sky.
Qianqian watched Shichen waiting at the entrance of the courtyard, then stepped forward to take the lantern from Jiang Zinan's hand.
Ye Qing just smiled: "There's no need for this, I'm not a well-off man."
Qianqian nodded and continued to lead the way, saying: "Young master is gentle to us, but others won't see it this way. We still have to behave outwardly and set the rules. Not only Qianqian sees it this way, but also sister Zinan."
I think so."
"Sister is right." Jiang Zinan bowed his head respectfully, one step behind her, and followed closely beside Ye Qing.
Unknowingly, consensus and alliances were naturally formed, and priorities and areas were divided. Perhaps in the future, they will be used to coordinate and balance when facing latecomers.
Ye Qing found it interesting. In his previous life, he didn't care about internal affairs. This was an area he had never been involved in. It seemed to make sense, but the pattern was a bit small...
Qianqian seemed to have something at this time, and looked back at him. Seeing Ye Qing's thoughtful look, she couldn't help but laugh: "This is all a woman's family matter, the young master just looks at it, but actually he doesn't like it."
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"Uh..." Ye Qing couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
After walking for a while, I walked through the corridor from the west of the garden and turned around three bays. My eyes lit up - I had arrived in front of the courtyard. This courtyard had annexed three nearby courtyards and was already a large area. Several maids were standing at the door.
While they were whispering to each other, a sharp-eyed person saw Ye Qing walking out and exclaimed in surprise: "Young master is back."
So the maids all stepped forward to salute, which made Ye Qing smile again. Unknowingly, there were eleven maids in the courtyard.
After entering the room, Qianqian winked at Jiang Zinan and asked her to close the door and guard the outside.
"However, Qianqian has something else that the young master should be interested in..." She took Ye Qing's hand and entered the room, her voice suddenly becoming low.
Ye Qing listened with a smile at first, but gradually became serious.
To sum up, the general meaning is that in the fifteenth year of Dafan Yuanshou, King Jing discovered that the dragon energy of the earth veins was here, and he wanted to obtain the earth veins privately to increase his own energy.
However, all dynasties have rules for the royal family, that is, mausoleums are not allowed to be built privately, and must be surveyed and constructed by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the feng shui is controlled to a level that "is naturally good but will not endanger the owner."
As a result, the imperial court found out, deprived the king of titles and demoted him to a commoner, and also destroyed this important Feng Shui place... King Jing seemed to be resisting, and the result was that they were all killed...
When the catastrophe comes, the mutation of the spiritual veins may not be accidental, but what is at work?
I didn’t have a deep impression of my previous life, so I probably didn’t let it out…
Thousands of thoughts went through his mind, and he looked at her full of eyes: "No matter how you get this inscription, just keep it in your mind. Do not state it to a third person. I told you how to avoid risks. You should remember it...actually
Come on, you didn't even tell me about this, it was the safest thing for you."
Qianqian listened under the dim light and smiled softly, as if she was drunk: "But it's not safe for the young master. Don't you want to ask how I know?"
"I won't ask if you don't tell her." Ye Qing smiled. He has been with her since childhood, raised her with his own hands, watched her grow up, and seen her future. Who else will understand her better than himself?
To be honest, Qianqian himself may not be aware of many things that he became familiar with later on, and there are some things that he doesn’t know either, so Qianqian is mostly ignorant.
The two lifetimes overlapped, which made his gaze even more doting, loving, and indescribable. Qianqian looked at it quietly for a while, and for some reason, burst into tears: "Young Master..."
"I have had a dream, more than once..."
In the dream, I fell on the ground alone and helpless, as well as the hateful and indifferent girl in white. Some intermittent and fragmented fragments were all presented one by one in my confession.
The lights were on, and Ye Qing was holding the crying girl in his arms. The more he listened, the more frightened he became - what was going on?
Isn't this just a scene from the past life, and nothing happened at this time, so how did she know?
I can be sure that Qianqian has not been reborn, but apart from time travel and rebirth, can anyone really meet the future?
"Maybe Qianqian's... no, or maybe I have any deeper secrets? Qianqian herself may be special, but it's mostly because of me. I worried about it for a period of time in my previous life, and it was indeed not obvious until my death.
Disturbing...but when a stone is thrown into the water, there are still splashes. Such a vast world of immortality hides so many secrets, and it really has no reaction to my arrival?"
At this time, I was frightened by the thought, but I didn't show it on my face. I just comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, dreams can't explain anything... At least in this world, this will never become true."
"real?"
"Really, sir, have I ever lied to you?"
After coaxing Qianqian to go to sleep, Ye Qing felt sleepy. When he got to the steps, he looked up at the sky and looked at the stars.
It was really a clear autumn night. The entire sky was a pale blue ink, densely dotted with stars. There were lights nearby and darkness in the distance.
Ye Qing frowned and took a look at his aura first. He practiced the Black Emperor's Heavenly Scriptures on his own. Although it was just an introductory volume, his destiny had changed significantly.
The luck that could not be accommodated was quickly absorbed. The luck of the people, the luck of the dragon, the luck of the mountain god, and the luck of the general. Except for the luck of the dragon king, everything else was quickly transformed into a layer of dark golden luck.
It looks ordinary, but it has a subtle touch of elegance.
Does it echo Shui De?
Ye Qing showed a hint of sneer. He had experience in his previous life and knew that this introductory scroll seemed to be powerful, but at a certain point, he could not advance even a single inch. He had to truly become a disciple of the Five Emperors before he could obtain the middle scroll and the first scroll.
Even in the great tribulation, if thousands of volumes of Taoist scriptures are distributed, only the middle volume will be distributed free of charge, and the upper volume will still be retained, but this is what it should be, but I don't care.
"Hmph, although this introductory scroll is extensive and profound, it cannot stop me. I will be able to complete all the Black Emperor's introductory scrolls within three years."
"Only after this is refined will my ability as a time traveler be revealed."
"The five elements are mutually reinforcing each other, it's a joke."
"I really don't know whether it is Taoist Lord who has a simple knowledge, or has caused thousands of practitioners to go astray? If it is intentional, then the world is really unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs."
After taking a deep breath, he turned his thoughts elsewhere and thought: "This Nanlian Mountain turned from poor to fertile in the second year after the great catastrophe. This is for sure."
"But in order to transform from poverty to prosperity, there must be a period of incubation. The start should be earlier, I don't know how many years in advance."
There are good and bad lands in the earth. For farming, there are good and barren lands, but for spiritual cultivation, there are bad lands. This is a spiritual necessity.
Billions of seas have changed, vast water and land have risen and moved, and spiritual veins will also slow down and change rapidly. This is a law that is always going on in nature, and it is not subject to the will of mortals.
The three Dao Lords and the Heavenly Court have the ability to make changes, but this requires a huge price. If the results are not worth the effort, they will not get involved, because there are only a few records in the millions of years of history, and most of them are based on nature.
Optimizations were performed on it, resulting in many specializations.
Ye Qing has already realized this. He has been serving as the commander of the East Commandery for seven years, regulating the production of millions of people. From the perspective of the Heavenly Court, he is only Bima Wen. There are millions of miles in the world, and there are countless units directly under the Heavenly Court.
There are many such technical petty officials, who are appointed at one time and dismissed at the other time... But what about millions of people after taking office?
It is heaven and it is the king, with the power to change the livelihood of all people and influence the fate of the region with just one move.
This Feng Shui treasure land does not work like this, but it can also affect the general trend in the Yingzhou area, allowing the owner to take advantage of it and control the wind and rain.
In the previous life, people who were close to the water were on a first-come-first-served basis. Due to their limited strength, they only occupied a small peripheral area and gained many benefits. However, the essence was finally obtained by a force whose name was not even clear. In the blink of an eye, a catastrophe befell the Zangye Villa after ten years of operation.
So gray.
In this life, I won the election in advance, but I can't let it happen again.
"That's it, time is not up to me. I can't wait any longer. Even if I win the Jinshi, I can only support one person to obtain the qualifications to practice the law. It is too late to teach the Dharma to everyone after the catastrophe."
"But if it is reported privately at this time, I am afraid that if I cannot hide it, I will be killed immediately. The Immortal Sect is originally an orthodox Taoist sect and has a quota limit, let alone me?"
"The only solution is to take the path of cultivating the Tao through martial arts, so that the pure essence can be cultivated, which will not only increase the peacetime combat power, but also teach the Tao method once the order is broken, and make great progress."
Thinking of this, Ye Qing couldn't help but smile bitterly. Even though he had passed the examination and obtained the Dao scroll, he was still a small thing in the face of the general trend of the world, still struggling on the line of life and death.