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    "good!"

    Zhang Shengli couldn't think of any words to express his mood at the moment.

    Just one word, but it made Heizi very happy, he laughed.

    "Actually, there are still a little few people."

    "Not enough?" Zhang Shengli looked at Heizi, a little puzzled: "How much do you want?"

    "The more the better!"

    Forehead!

    This time it was not only Zhang Shengli, but even Qu Feng who was on the side was dumbfounded.

    Although it is good to have more soldiers, the training must be done step by step. How can it be like Heizi, who has only been less than a month, and he starts to think there are too few.

    "If there are not many people, just fine!"

    Zhang Shengli patted Heizi on the shoulder and said, "You only need to train these one hundred people, and you don't need to be perfect in archery, as long as you have one-tenth of yours."

    However, Heizi kept shaking his head: "I heard from my father when I was young, the more people there are, the more effective it will be."

    "Your father?" Zhang Shengli was taken aback for a moment.

    He knew in his heart that Heizi's father was his grandfather's apprentice.

    Thinking of his grandfather, Zhang Shengli became ruthless, and said to Qu Feng, "Arrange another four hundred people for him."

    "Really want so much?" Qu Feng frowned.

    "What? Not enough?"

    "It's not enough. If we train another 400 people, we will lose 500 labor. In this case, there will be some food"

    Zhang Shengli frowned and looked at the excited Heizi: "Less less is less, anyway, now we will increase a group of people every month."

    "But now we have to support thousands of people, and since we haven't started land reclamation at the foot of the mountain, we won't have any grain to sell to Dingli Bank."

    "What if people go down the mountain to open up wasteland now?" Zhang Shengli asked suddenly.

    "If we do it now, we can just arrive at the new planting season. With the grain in our hands, we will not have any problems in harvesting until the next season."

    Qu Feng just stared at Zhang Shengli like this, and seeing that the other party remained silent for a long time, he continued: "Of course, it must be under the premise of the next heavy rain."

    "It's raining?" Cang Shi kept shaking his head: "Don't even think about it, I've been here for so many years, how many times has it rained in total?"

    "That's right, if it rained often in the Great Wilderness, it wouldn't be called the Great Wilderness anymore." Gu Hong also shook his head aside.

    However, Qu Feng was staring at Zhang Shengli, and did not even look at the two troublemakers.

    "Just do as you said, and give him a hundred people. In addition, circle the area within ten miles to the north, allocate some to each person, and distribute the seeds. Let's open up wasteland."

    "My lord, you should think twice about this matter."

    Cang Shi was in a hurry: "It's okay if it's on the mountain, but the place under the mountain where the birds don't shit, let alone farming, it's very uncomfortable to live in, let alone a ten-mile range."

    Zhang Shengli didn't have the heart to answer Cang Shi's words.

    Seeing that Zhang Shengli did not answer, Cang Shi turned his gaze to Tang Rou again.

    "Mother, this matter is in the Lord's mind, and you are also confused. You learned the formation from Mr. Qu, and you know that this kind of planting can't be fooled."

    Tang Rou glanced at Zhang Shengli, but did not speak.

    Fang Ying, who had just arrived, was puzzled by the unusual behavior of several people.

    Do what you know you can't do.

    This is not Zhang Shengli's style at all.

    From the time she met Zhang Shengli to the present, she has never seen Zhang Shengli lose a battle, not even once.

    So she felt that there must be something she didn't know.

    It's not just that I don't know, it is estimated that other than Tang Rou's music style, no one else is aware of it.

    You can tell just by looking at the expressions of these people.

    Here Zhang Shengli is the leader, and his words are full of promises, even if everyone opposes it, it is useless.

    In the afternoon of that day, Gu Xuan began to distribute the land with a face full of unwillingness.

    With a radius of ten miles, even if all the manpower of the Great Barren Mountain is used, it will not be able to grow.

    However, since Zhang Shengli had ordered, she could only follow through.

    Not only was she unwilling in her heart, but even the refugees who were assigned to her were also puzzled in their hearts.

    The land is there, and it was there when there was no division before. No one cared about it. Apart from collecting some stones and digging some soil, it is almost useless.

    Everyone got it, and a lot of it.

      Everyone got seeds, including the child who couldn't walk.

    At this moment, everyone was at a loss, unable to start with the seeds.

    "Sister Ying, you came from the same place as the master, tell me, it's fine if the master is confused, why is Mr. Qu following along?"

    Cangshi distributed the land to everyone while registering, and kept complaining in his mouth.

    "Mr. Qu is the person I admire the most besides the Lord. There is nothing to say about his character, but this time, I really don't understand."

    "Okay, you can't stop your mouth while you're working." Gu Xuan glared at Cang Shi: "Comparing yourself with the Lord and Mr. Qu, who is smarter?"

    "It goes without saying, of course it's the master and Mr. Qu, I'm just a rough guy."

    "Since this is the case, what else do you have to say? Mr. Qu and the Lord have both made a decision. This matter has already been implemented. It is no use if you refuse to accept it?"

    "I can't figure it out." Cang Shi just finished registering a person, and then turned around and said, "Look, this person will receive such a bag of seeds. There are thousands of us. If we keep these seeds  Eat it by yourself, you can eat it for several days."

    "But now, wouldn't it be a waste to plant all of them on that wasteland?"

    Fang Ying listened carefully and didn't talk to him.

    She just came here and is not familiar with everything here.

    The only understanding of this great wilderness was Tang Rou's own words.

    Now she only knows that there is no grass in this great wilderness, and the further north it goes, the more desolate it becomes. If it is to be reclaimed, it will be impossible.

    "What if it really rains?" Fang Ying suddenly interjected.

    "Rain? Impossible. The last time it rained, it was only on our mountain. Not a single drop of water fell from the mountain."

    Cangshi said: "I have stayed in this Great Barren Mountain for more than ten years, and occasionally it will rain once every few years on the mountain, and it has never rained under the mountain."

    "It can't be said for sure."

    "What is there to say? Even if it rains, so what? Can a drizzle solve the immediate crisis?"

    Cang Shi shook his head and sighed, in short, he was very dissatisfied.

    "There is a saying in our hometown that goes like this." Fang Ying smiled, looked at the long line of refugees wearing shabby clothes below, and said: "There is no absolute, everything is possible."

    "That's all it sounds like, but I haven't seen it anyway."

    "Really haven't seen it?" Fang Ying turned to look at Cangshi.

    Cang Shi scratched his head: "I've only seen it a few times."

    "How many times?"

    "Well, once a fireball fell from the sky on our place, and the entire Great Barren Mountain was burned, but no fireball fell on our heads."

    Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Fang Ying's mouth: "What else?"

    "The other time was the last time when a 10,000-strong army from the Great Deserted City attacked, we didn't need to send a single soldier, and the Lord repelled the enemy with his own strength."

    Fang Ying's smile grew stronger: "Since your master can perform miracles twice, why don't you trust him again?"

    Cangshi was speechless for a moment, and muttered in a low voice: "Can it be the same this time? Rain is the work of the gods. No matter how powerful the master is, he can't control the gods." (Remember this website website: www.  hlnovel.com
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