The farmer stared at Xing Zhimo for a while, then said: "Well, even if you are from the government, so what?
Not everything you say can be believed!
"After you damage this place and leave, who should we ask for compensation?"
"Can we still find Dali Temple?" "
"That means you just don't want to leave, right?" Xing Zhimo's voice became colder, and he looked directly at the farmer.
The farmer's eyes were still very firm at first, but when he saw Xing Zhimo's expression, he suddenly withered.
He said with some lack of confidence: "Yes, yes, we have to watch here!
Otherwise, if you destroy this place, we will have nowhere to cry! "
Xing Zhimo took another look at the people behind him.
When they saw Xing Zhimo¡¯s expression, they didn¡¯t dare to speak.
They are the lowest class of people, and the last thing they want to do is to have anything to do with these people.
The people behind them all stepped back, but the farmer just now was still standing there, looking at the people behind him, and said: "You cowards, you are just an official, and you are all so scared that you are so cowardly? "
He turned around again, looked at Xing Zhimo, and said, "They are afraid of you, but I'm not afraid!
I don¡¯t care what they think, I¡¯m here to watch anyway!
You don¡¯t want to destroy our fields! "
As soon as he said this, the man ran forward.
Xing Zhimo and Yan Wanxi also glanced at where he ran.
I saw that the direction the man was going was actually where You Qi and the others were.
"The place where You Qi and the others are is exactly the dangerous place that Yan Wanxi mentioned just now.
That place is where a rice field is located.
Xing Zhimo frowned slightly, looked at the farmer's retreating figure, and asked the villagers who were still standing there, "Does that land belong to his family?"
When the villagers heard that Xing Zhimo was asking them, they quickly looked at each other, then nodded and said, "Yes, that land belongs to Lao Jiang."
"Lao Jiang?" Xing Zhimo looked at them and asked.
One of the villagers said: "Sir, the name of this old river is Jiang Yuan, and the rice he grows is the best in our village!
Every time it¡¯s harvested, his rice is the biggest, plumpest, and most delicious. "
"Yeah, yeah, we all wanted to ask him how he planted it, but he just wouldn't tell us the secret."
¡°I also heard someone say that the reason why his rice grows so well is because the fertilizer he uses is different from the fertilizer we use!¡±
??Someone among the villagers said.
When Xing Zhimo heard this, he immediately looked at the man and asked, "Oh? What's the difference?"
The man saw that although Xing Zhimo looked cold, but he didn't have the airs of an official, he said: "I heard people say that he used the carcasses of some animals as fertilizer!
Because, someone once saw him killing a wild dog and then burying the wild dog under the rice. "
"There is such a thing? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"Yes, yes, I have heard of such things too. I thought it was that person who was talking nonsense!"
How could Lao Jiang, a seemingly honest man, do such a thing?
But I didn¡¯t expect it to be true? "
"I think it's 80% true. Look at him, he looks like he's afraid of being inspected by the government officials."