MTL - Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire-Chapter 580 【Waiting for customers】

  Chapter 580 [Waiting for guests]

Seeing Fang Chang approaching, the anxious old foreman who had waited for a long time immediately greeted him: "Mr. Fang, you are here. Everyone here is here, and all the performers outside have also been called back. Everything is in order." It's packed, how do we get there?"

Fang Chang looked at the crowd around him, and saw that the members of the juggling troupe he had seen in the city before had returned here, and they were bringing their own family members with them, just like the surrounding villagers, looking at Own.

The nearby village has become empty, and with the departure of the people inside, it suddenly loses all life, losing the poultry pens for chickens, ducks, pigs and cattle, the empty door openings with the door panels removed, the well without the wheels, and With the thatch tips swaying in the wind on the roof of the house, everything looks very bleak.

  However, there is still hope in this place where the villagers of several surrounding villages gather, even stronger than ever before. Ever since the old foreman had called everyone together and told them that there was a new and fertile place to go, everyone had believed it out of complete trust in the old foreman. In the past two nights, quite a lot of people couldn't sleep well, imagining what life will be like in the future.

   "Since everyone is here, come with me."

   After Fang Chang finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the valley with the picture of mountains and rivers, and the villagers behind him also slowly started to follow.

  The journey was neither far nor near. During the process, no one spoke, and they all walked in silence. Even the children fell silent with interest.

  Arrived at the valley, Fang Chang stopped first. Seeing the thick fog in front of him, the team was a little restless. The old foreman asked Fang Chang in a low voice, and then said:

   "Everyone grab each other, bring the dolls and go in together, don't let go and leave people behind."

  When the villagers saw him speak out, they immediately had a backbone and grabbed each other. Seeing Fang Chang and the old foreman walking straight forward into the mist, they also walked in with encouragement.

"Wow."

  The people in front exclaimed, and then the whole team felt that their eyes suddenly opened up.

   This group of villagers, who were pushing carts and driving animals, and brought the elderly and children, found themselves standing on a flat wilderness, with fertile land under their feet, a gurgling river next to it, and a large mountain with lush vegetation in the distance. Not far ahead, the old foreman was standing side by side with the outsider with their hands behind their backs, scanning the area.

   "Is your ration enough?" Fang Chang asked, "If not, I will help you."

"Thank you, but no more, Mr. Labor. We have already prepared enough rations before we came. As long as there is still a harvest in this field this year, we can go to the second harvest smoothly. We also brought vegetables and miscellaneous grain seeds, sow them separately. It’s not that there’s nothing to eat, and the mountains are rich in products, so no one can starve to death.”

   "That's good, what are you going to do next?"

"While it's still early in the day, quickly build up the huts, let the old and weak women and children have a place to live, and at the same time set up a stove to cook, and start a business together. Next, let half of the people burn the wasteland and open the land, and the other half dig the soil and mud. Take off the blank and build the house first."

  The villagers next to them, after the initial shock, began to check the surrounding terrain. After discovering the fertile land under their feet, everyone was overjoyed. Their gazes towards Fang Chang and the old foreman were also full of admiration and gratitude.

Fang Chang withdrew his gaze, and then said: "The misty valley outside is now closed, and no one can enter. However, we must leave a way for you to enter and exit, so as not to be unable to obtain any necessary supplies when you need them, or time After a long time, everyone is relatives, which makes it impossible for young people to start a family."

   After thinking for a while, he took out a stone archway from the backpack behind him, which caused a burst of surprise around him.

  The carvings on it are very delicate, with clusters of flowers, birds, fish and bats, and there are no words on it. Fang Chang put the archway flat on the ground, took out the jade knife from his pocket, and lightly swiped across the reserved position. The seemingly soft jade knife left deep marks on the gray stone.

  Thanks to the widespread education in the world today, although the villages on the wicker beams are very poor, there are still many literate people in them. Seeing Fang Chang engraving on the stone archway, he couldn't help but read out:

   "Liu...Liang...Cun, sounds good?"

  After tasting each other, everyone praised the new name unanimously, and then continued to watch Fang Chang's actions in surprise. Fang Chang waved his hand to make the men who wanted to come up to help carry the stone tablets back to the side, and then, like lifting firewood, he lifted the archway and smashed it into the ground to make it safe.

   Then he patted the stone pillars on both sides twice, and then said to the surrounding villagers:

"This world is also manifested by the sun and the moon, which is no different from the outside world. At noon on the day of the 15th full moon, if the weather is clear, a person stands in the shadow of this archway and shouts 'Open Sesame' three times. You can re-open the passage from here to that valley, and you can pass for six hours, and then you can close the passage by shouting 'Sesame Close the Door' three times, and you must remember it—I will go."

   After speaking, he left.

  He walked so simply and thoroughly that all the villagers present disappeared on the spot without reacting.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. After a while, it was the old foreman who came to his senses first, and led everyone to salute to the place where Fang Chang disappeared. The women and children lived in, wondering where the village should be settled by the way.

And Fang Chang, who came out of the map of mountains and rivers, stood in the mist and looked at the treasure map hidden in the air behind him. He saw that the people on it were all active and working. He nodded and took out some more from his backpack. Peach pits are randomly scattered around.

   After a few years, when the flowers bloom in the warm spring, the peach forest here should have become a climate.

  ...

  Fang Chang didn't come back in a hurry, but the timing was just right.

  Xianqi Cliff seems to be unaffected by worldly affairs, but silently becomes more prosperous with the seasons. The mountains and forests are verdant, birds are singing in the middle, the seedlings in the fields are beginning to uproot, and the lotus leaves in the Jade Pond have reappeared, but they have not yet covered the entire water surface.

He went to the workshop to get tools, cleaned the entire cliff, and poured the weeds and dust into the ash pit. One morning, I fetched the spiritual tea that had been dried last year, boiled water in a large copper pot, read an agricultural book introducing maize crops, and sat at the stone table to wait for the guests.

  (end of this chapter)