Holding best, Ling Ping'an left the village all the way north.

Come to the field by the river outside the village.

Here, it has been transformed into vegetable fields and orchards.

They are rented by three companies.

Ling Ping An found his ancestral field by memory.

This field is very big!

There are two or three hundred mu, stretching all the way to the riverside canal.

All these lands belong to the spiritual family and are registered in the name of spiritual peace.

The federal Empire had laws.

Farmers are entitled to a specified number of Yongye fields.

These lands, which are not allowed to be sold or resold, belong to farmers and their descendants forever.

Free of all gains!

This is the law of Taizu era.

The source of Yongye farmland can be divided into two parts.

Special seal for the meritorious service committee of the federal imperial ministers and ministers Council.

The Ministry of land of the Empire, the special seal of yongyetian, a meritorious official.

There is also the aura of A-class merit orphan on his head.

Come on!

Hurt each other!

What kind of relationship can be stronger than the aura of spiritual peace?

A call in the past, what relationship is not easy to use!

"Thank you for your kindness!" Ling Ping An nodded to the staff: "as for me, don't worry about it..."

He knew that the other side was kind.

After all, many agricultural companies are local leaders!

Why are vegetables and fruits so expensive?

It is these people who monopolize the market and raise the price.

Of course, they are not separated from the public opinion.

What is pure natural pollution-free.

What green health

Then, the middle class, like Yu.

It's all business!

Just like a news that Ling Ping An read not long ago, those newly rich people who rely on information technology in the imperial capital are popular in raising chickens in their own yards, because they can eat natural and pollution-free eggs.

So, one by one, they spent a lot of money to transform their own courtyard.

Build a nest that is completely natural and free from oppression, and the rights of every hen are guaranteed.

Guess, how much is a chicken coop?

200000!

Seeing that news, Ling Ping'an almost spouted the rice in his mouth.

Two hundred thousand in a chicken coop?

The leeks are really fat!

However, later he checked the news and information to find out that the original deal is not those upstarts stupid.

It's that they're so smart.

Think about it. In the center of the city, where an inch of land is worth an inch of money, build a costly chicken nest.

What is this?

This is a circle.

Go to your house. Do you have a chicken coop?

No?

That's out of date. It's really out of date.

I won't play with you next time. It's boring!

Therefore, the chicken coop is not the key. The key is whether there is one or not, and whether it is a circle.

And the company that brings this rhythm, naturally, is full of money.

Similarly, it is a business to eat pollution-free and pure natural vegetables and fruits, and even sell only these expensive vegetables and fruits in the market.

By intimidating the middle class, we can harvest the middle class purse.

Of course, they also have a point.

But the crux of the problem is that people want to eat cheap vegetables and fruits.

Cabbage is more expensive than meat, and fruit is more expensive than cabbage.

What is this?

Is the cost of growing Chinese cabbage more expensive than the meat from the northern and southern Zhou dynasties after cultivation and processing?

No reason!

Ling Ping An has long had a problem with these guys who monopolize vegetables and fruits.

Now, he's got himself in trouble.

Let's teach you a lesson!

The venues and facilities here should be demolished.

The most important thing is that he won't plant the land.

Let him have a long memory!

Don't think that a few stinky money, a little relationship, you can be arrogant, arrogant!

The staff member, stupidly looking at Lingping.

He was entangled.

On the one hand, his conscience is a little uneasy.

On the other hand, he did not dare to remind him again, otherwise he might lose his job.

In hesitation, the young man had already carried his cat and went out.

He hummed and walked slowly to the village.

The song came slowly.

"Blue sky, milky way..."

"There's a little white boat...""There is a flower tree on the boat, and the white rabbit is playing..."

Very simple, catchy nursery rhymes.

It's just

I don't know why, this staff member just felt creepy.

At this time, he suddenly found that he seemed to have forgotten the appearance of the young man who just claimed to be the owner of the field.

Obviously, his figure has just left.

But I only remember him wearing a pair of cheap glasses and holding a kitten.

What scares him even more is that

At last he remembered.

This land belongs to the spirit family.

Qilipuling home

One legend emerged from his heart.

"The spirit family can spell..."

"The spirit family are all monsters..."

"The ancestors of the spirit family, very fierce!"

When we were children, adults whispered to each other, which came to mind.

Trembling, he picked up the phone and dialed it.

"Mr. Zhang..."

"Our land belongs to the spirit family?"

"I advise you to..." He shivered and said, "don't provoke..."

"Not to be provoked!"

"There are monsters in the spirit family!"

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