Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

do it yourself?

Chen Anhe suspected that something was wrong with his ears.

Although it is said that the Zifu monks are not regarded as precious in the Xihai Lingyu, and there are a lot of them in the Zifu in Wancheng, they are dignified masters after all, who would like to manage the crops.

Even if it is Ling Zhifu of the Zifu rank, it is impossible to plow and weed the fields by himself!

In fact, Chen Anhe had already prepared a tenant farmer for Wang Chen, who was responsible for the planting of 100 acres of shed land.

Let Wang Chen sit back and enjoy his success comfortably, stay in the village main house and practice peacefully, without having to meddle in his own business.

Chen Anhe even made up his mind that he would pay all the expenses for hiring tenant farmers!

As a result, Wang Chen didn't play cards according to common sense at all, which immediately made him a little numb, but he had no reason to object.

After thinking about it, Chen Anhe still called an old man over.

He introduced: "This is old Yuantou, who used to be in charge of looking after Shetian."

Chen Anhe had already figured it out, since Wang Chen was willing to make troubles, let him make troubles.

As long as it doesn't ruin the big things that I wait for others, that's fine!

Old Yuantou looked about sixty or seventy years old, he had three levels of qi training, his skin was dark and his face was weathered.

He bowed to Wang Chen in fear and trepidation: "Xiaoxiu Yuan Fang, my lord."

"Um."

Wang Chen nodded, and said to Chen Anhe, "Go and do your work."

"yes."

Chen Anhe said respectfully, "Then Xiaoxiu will leave first."

After he left, Wang Chen had time to "inspect" his own Shetian.

Although the location and quality of the 100-acre farmland are not the best, among all the spiritual fields in Datian Village, there should be no problem in classifying them as upper-middle class.

Wang Chen knew very well that the best spiritual field in the village must belong to the Huang family!

He will not care about these for the time being.

Since the Shetian had been abandoned for two years and had not been cultivated, the land was covered with weeds as tall as half a person.

Wang Chen squatted down and grabbed a handful of dirt.

The black oil is quite fertile.

He sprinkled the dirt in his hand, stood up and said, "It's a pity."

The old Yuan who followed behind him panicked: "Xiaoxiu is only qualified to guard, and has no right to move every plant and tree in the field. Please forgive me."

The old monk thought Wang Chen was unhappy.

Wang Chen smiled and said, "I know."

After questioning, I found out that this old Yuantou was a widowed old man, and he was an outsider, so Chen Anhe arranged to take care of Shetian.

Two years ago, after Wang Chen's predecessor went missing in the mountains, the position of village head was vacant. Before a successor arrived, Shetian naturally couldn't continue farming, so it has been abandoned until now.

The task of the old Yuantou is only to watch Shetian, and not let other villagers come here to secretly farm or herd sheep or cattle.

Because every plant and tree in the shed field belongs to the village chief!

After walking around the boundary line, Wang Chen asked Lao Yuantou to step back for a certain distance.

He urged his mana to rise into the air, suspended in the air ten feet high.

The next moment, a hot flame condensed on Wang Chen's palm and expanded rapidly.

Whoosh!

A huge fire crow was born from the fire, suddenly spread its long wings, and swooped down towards the spiritual field below.

The moment it got close to the ground, it trembled suddenly and instantly turned into countless little fire crows.

Fire and rain fell all over the sky, and the fire crows jumped into the grass, setting off a continuous sea of ​​flames!

The weeds with extremely tenacious vitality were instantly ignited, and raging flames soared into the sky.

The insects and small animals that inhabited the grass were immediately devastated. They desperately wanted to escape, but they were knocked down by the flames and high temperature.

With the addition of the wind, the fire grew bigger and bigger, and soon engulfed a hundred acres of Shetian!

Countless weeds were turned into ashes, and the high-temperature flames licked the soil and penetrated deep into the soil to destroy the grass roots, and at the same time killed the eggs of bugs lurking in the soil.

In just half a cup of tea, a hundred acres of farmland was cleaned up.

All the weeds, as well as countless bugs and small animals, were all turned into a thick layer of ashes.

Old Yuantou was dumbfounded!

There are many monks cultivating spiritual fields, and it is normal to use spells to burn wasteland and weed.

But he had never seen someone who managed a hundred acres of spiritual land with such ease as Wang Chen.

The old monk looked at Wang Chen in the air in awe, and the powerful image of the latter had been deeply imprinted in his heart.

However, Wang Chen is not over yet.

He pinched the magic formula with his hands and continued to use the cloud and rain formula.

The surrounding water vapor gathered at an alarming speed, and soon formed a rain cloud above Shetian.

A light drizzle fell.

The rain, which contains abundant aura, wets the warm ashes on the ground, nourishing this thirsty land.

The black soil is more oily.

Wang Chen fell back to the ground.

He handed Lao Yuan a storage bag: "You find some people to help me plant all the wheat seeds inside."

These seeds were previously purchased by Wang Chen in Wancheng.

There are many varieties of spiritual wheat planted in the Lingtian of Xihai Lingyu, and he chose a kind of wheat called "broken silver", which is of the same grade as yellow rice.

Old Yuan Tou took the storage bag with both hands, hesitantly said: "My lord, it's past the planting season now."

Lingmai is sown in spring and harvested in autumn. It can only be planted once a year, and it is already midsummer.

The Lingmai in other people's homes are starting to ear!

Although monks can use spells to ripen wheat seeds, it is not cost-effective at all.

Wang Chen didn't explain: "You just do what you want, and you can calculate how much it costs."

Old Yuantou didn't dare to refute the village head, so he hastily agreed.

Wang Chen turned around again, and then returned to the village main house.

Since there are many spiritual fields near Shetian, many farmers are working in the fields, so they all saw the process of Wang Chen casting spells to clear the fields.

So the news that Wang Chen was going to cultivate the Shetian by himself spread quickly in Datian Village!

Everyone felt that Wang Chen's head seemed to have been kicked by his big green donkey.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing for the majestic Master Zifu to actually do the dirty work?

I feel that the village chief is not doing his job properly.

Of course, the villagers only slandered secretly, and no one dared to talk about it face to face.

But there are also some people who feel that the new village head is quite down-to-earth, without that kind of high-ranking gentleman.

And as foreign rulers, they had an instinctive repulsion and vigilance towards Wang Chen.

In short, everyone's perception of Wang Chen is quite complicated.

It's just that Wang Chen doesn't care what other people think of him. After Lao Yuantou asked someone to sow all the wheat seeds, he would come to the shed field every day to spread clouds and rain to ripen the planted seeds.

It can be said to be a return to old business.

Of course, his every move in the village was immediately passed on to Huang Deqi, Chen Anhe and the others.

Several people were also a little confused, not knowing whether Wang Chen was serious about farming, or just looking for something to do out of boredom.

Seeing Wang Chen like this every day, they couldn't help but reduce their guard against Wang Chen.

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The first update will be delivered, and the second chapter will be updated tomorrow morning.