I Have a Monster Farm

It's been almost a month since I returned from going out. Naturally, what should be contacted and what should be told should also be told.

After all, I am not alone, and I should contact the industry.

Zhang Ziyu did not expect that Wu Zhiqing and Ren Ziquan, two stewards, would come to find him within a day or two after the news was released.

"Boss, you are back."

When the two came to Zhang Ziyu's farm, they said this when they met.

Zhang Ziyu said: "What's the matter, is there any problem in the industry?"

Wu Zhiqing said: "There is a small problem. One is that after discussing with Mr. Ren, the disease-free pharmacy has gradually expanded to small towns such as Goose City and Dalong Town. Our elixir is so popular. It has been a month. They are all sold out one after another. Master Ren has already purchased a large amount of medicinal materials, and now they are all piled up at the Huichun Hall, waiting for you to come back to refine the elixir."

After hearing this, Zhang Ziyu thought it was normal, after all, he had been away for almost a month, so there would naturally be a shortage of elixirs left behind.

"It's a small matter. I've practiced a batch in the past two days."

Wu Zhiqing breathed a sigh of relief, and he continued: "The second matter is the matter of the factory. Under the operation of Mr. Ren and the gentry of Ren's town, the machines for the textile mill and the flour mill have all been brought in. The villain and Steward Ren Boldly found a piece of land next to the farm, built a factory building, installed the machinery, and waited for your acceptance from the owner before opening."

"Have all the technicians for the controls been brought in?"

"Some are hired with high salaries, and honesty is the top priority."

"Okay, you choose a date, and then invite the respectable people in the town to come and cut the ribbon."

"Yes, Master."

The efficiency of the two of them is good, and they both talk about big things.

As for the grain store and school, the grain store is doing well. Relying on the grain freely available in Zhang Ziyu Farm and Monster Ranch, the two are very confident. The price of the grain is very flat, which can be regarded as a benefit to the local people. .

The occasional relief food donations are now handled by the grain store. They are doing well and have saved many people. Uncle Jiu is not hesitant to praise this.

The school also began to operate with the support of all parties.

Ren Ziquan is mainly responsible for this aspect. He has a flexible mind and knows that every household except the landlord and country gentry is having a hard time these days.

It’s okay for poor families with a little vision. They are really willing to let their children go to school and learn to read, so that they can make a living in the future.

But this is a minority after all. Ren Ziquan knows that some parents are eager to have an extra labor force in the family, and even when they are young, they have to go to the fields to help, whatever books they read, even if they provide food, it just makes the family less labor force.

So, in addition to the courses he taught in the morning, in the afternoon, he let people who know how to grow medicine and study medicine come to the class, and all the lessons were taught life skills, so that there were fewer people who opposed it.

Even though it seems that there are not many people who grow medicines, with the expansion of disease-free pharmacies, the demand for medicinal materials has increased, and the price is really good. Therefore, many people really want to grow medicines, and many people are really tempted.

It can also be regarded as the radiation of the industry to the surrounding area. Of course, Ren Ziquan doesn't know the term, but he knows that he can use this influence to get things done.

Planting medicine can increase income. Children learn to plant medicine or medical skills, which are the foundation of life, and learning is naturally worthwhile.

Of course, there is another arrangement in the school. In the morning and evening classes, Baguazhang is taught, which is regarded as gymnastics.

This version is not about cultivating qi and blood, that is, ordinary boxing and foot martial arts. Maoshan's original version, one is to exercise the body, and the other is to see if there are people with good qualifications.

It's not that Zhang Ziyu deliberately cultivated some disciples, it's just a matter of convenience, it's just a propaganda of the sect.

It was nothing at first, but Uncle Jiu knew about it, and for some reason there was something wrong with Zhang Ziyu's eyes, which was quite strange.

The ribbon-cutting was scheduled for the third day, and all the workers were found, and they had been trained for several days.

Ren Fa brought all the squires from Renjia Town together, and everyone who looked like the mayor came.

"Boss Zhang, congratulations."

"Congratulations, let's make a fortune together."

Regardless of their age, these prominent people in Renjia Town greeted Zhang Ziyu with smiles, and their attitudes were very kind.

There is no way, Zhang Ziyu's elixir is too fragrant.

It's not just some big python strengthening pills, the old folks may not be able to benefit from those things, but they all buy and take health-care pills, and their bodies can be seen to be much stronger with the naked eye.

Such a big thigh, if you don't have a good relationship now, should you wait until you are seriously ill and ready to burp?

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Wu Zhiqing came to Zhang Ziyu's ear and whispered, "Boss, we've brought Uncle Jiu."

As soon as Zhang Ziyu heard this, he immediately went out to welcome Uncle Jiu to the door of the factory building.

Standing at the C position is Uncle Jiu, and Zhang Ziyu is standing next to him, offering sacrifices to those who should worship, and then setting off firecrackers, which is considered to be the opening of the business.

In front of everyone, the machines in the two workshops started to work. Although Zhang Ziyu thought the machines were old, they worked without any problems.

Everything is settled, it is already night.

After handing over the follow-up work to the two stewards, Zhang Ziyu, Huang Rong and Uncle Jiu returned to Yizhuang.

"Ziyu, you have done well in these industries. You are rich and beneficial to the people, and you have not disgraced your master."

From Uncle Jiu's point of view, Simu also lives far away, otherwise Simu should be the one who should come to the platform.

"Ahem, uncle, you are speaking too seriously."

Zhang Ziyu murmured in his heart, his master is so stingy, it seems a bit difficult for him to be rich and help the people.

"Uncle, drink tea."

While talking, Huang Rong made hot tea and brought it over for the two to hangover.

Uncle Jiu took the tea, chuckled, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, girl, sit down."

Huang Rong smiled mischievously, and said, "It's not hard, if brother Yu bullies me, I have to ask my master to support me."

Zhang Ziyu rolled his eyes and said, "Where have I ever bullied you?"

Uncle Jiu just smiled and drank tea, regardless of the fight between the two, he took a sip of tea and said, "I sent your information to the sect with your two masters a few days ago."

"Send a letter to the sect?"

Zhang Ziyu froze for a moment, not knowing what the master meant, and asked, "Master, did something happen?"

"That's not true, but if the traveling disciples of our sect accept apprentices, if they feel that they can become core disciples, then they will naturally report the information of this disciple to the sect, so that the elders of the Sangong know and have an impression in their hearts."

As for registered disciples, ordinary disciples will accept them as long as they accept them. After all, they are walking in the rivers and lakes, so the matter of accepting disciples is indispensable.

However, the core disciples are related to the inheritance of the sect, so it is natural that the elders of Sangong need to know, which can be regarded as a report.

Talent, cultivation, and behavior are the main content of the report.

Of course, generally speaking, the tone of the report is not so serious, and sometimes it may be showing off.

For example, tell your master that your disciple, Simu, has taken in someone who is a good apprentice, and he will definitely have a chance to become a core disciple, with extraordinary talents, just like himself back then or something.

Teacher inheritance, in fact, it is like this.

After getting an impression, find a time to go back to the sect, and after meeting the elders, formally confer the scriptures and become a core disciple.

After Uncle Jiu explained it like this, Zhang Ziyu understood a lot.

"Master, I have a question, what are the core disciples evaluating?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head lightly, and said, "Aptitude and temperament, but the main thing is aptitude."

He glanced at Zhang Ziyu, and said as if teaching: "Although you can see your heart, if you are not a treacherous and evil person, basically nothing will happen. But people will change, and a moment will never be forever. Your information will be determined by the teacher." It is enough to report to the teacher."

Zhang Ziyu looked a little serious, he understood the meaning of the words, as soon as the information was reported, it showed that his master and even his uncle were endorsing him.

If they really do those treacherous things in the future, I'm afraid they won't be able to escape punishment.

"Thank you uncle."

"Thank you, you are Maoshan Hope, who will I help if I don't help you?"

Uncle Jiu sighed, and said: "In this world, cultivation is difficult, and it is my fortune to have such a genius as you. You make preparations, maybe it won't be long, the elders of Sangong Wuguan may want to call you by name." you."

Uncle Jiu and the others did not mention Zhang Ziyu's talent alone, ancient martial arts gossip, alchemy refining and other things.

Moreover, the person who sent the letter to Shimen did not know that he, Simu, Qian Kai, Xu Fa, and Qianhe were all involved. This wave belonged to pushing Zhang Ziyu to the front desk. He stood up.