Chapter 1027： Where is the restaurant

After seven years of absence, great changes have taken place in the Far North Wasteland.

The original blankets were gone, and the raging slaves were gone, and some were just patches of green grass.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the leisurely cattle and sheep on the grassland, but today's cattle and sheep are not nomadic.

It was replaced by the people of Youzhou Sixteen City.

Before Chen Fan left, Jiang Ran ordered the people to move north and handed over the entire northern wilderness to the people of Youzhou.

They were once destroyed by this land, and now they have become the masters of this land.

Chen Fan did not choose to fly, so he walked step by step on the grassland.

He saw a grazing young boy sitting on the back of an old cow and playing a flute. It was a tune he didn't know.

It is melodious and very pleasant.

"Little Wawa, where do you live, grazing alone, are you not afraid of danger?"

Chen Fan stopped the shepherd boy on the cow's back and asked aloud.

The shepherd boy looked at him with some suspicion. He looked at the sea of ​​meteors not far away, his immature face was filled with puzzlement.

"Are you from the sea? Why do I look familiar to you."

After all, it seemed that he had not answered Chen Fan's question. The shepherd boy patted his forehead and continued: "My family lives in the village in front. I graze here every day. There is no danger."

Chen Fan remembered that the extreme northern wilderness was full of wolves, tigers and leopards, and the smoky atmosphere was rampant.

The people who once suffered from the war have finally got a real peace of mind.

A smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth. Looking at everything in front of him, Chen Fan suddenly felt that the golden horse and iron horse back then were finally going to leave this world.

Moving on, everything he saw and heard along the way was deeply imprinted in Chen Fan's heart.

The ruins and broken walls of that year are gone, replaced by cities standing on the grassland, and there are laughter everywhere.

"Excuse me, are you Wang Chen?"

On the way, an old farmer selling melons suddenly stopped Chen Fan's footsteps.

When he just turned around, the old farmer stood up with a look of excitement, and came to Chen Fan in three steps and two steps.

"After so many years, Wang Chen, you are finally back."

The people of Daxuan have always referred to Chen Fan as King Chen, which contains his throne and his gratitude that cannot be concealed.

"Do you know me?" Chen Fan shook the old farmer's hand.

But two lines of muddy tears flowed from the eyes of the old farmer: "When you led the army, I once looked at you from a distance in Beiding Village. I didn't expect that after so many years, you have not changed at all."

As he spoke, the old peasants were tearful, and they were about to kneel and kowtow to Chen Fan.

"Old people don't have to be like this, how are you doing now?"

"Okay, great!" The old farmer was extremely excited: "The emperor treated us very kindly and exempted us from taxes. Now we are all living well."

"It's just that I heard that the emperor's health has not been very good, and we are also very worried."

Chen Fan listened carefully to the old farmer's conversation with himself. When he heard Jiang Ran's body, he also felt a worrisome heart.

In order to help Jiang Ran ascend to the throne, he let the other party walk away with him on the wasteland.

If this were not the case, I am afraid Jiang Ran would not suffer such a serious injury, and he has not been cured for so many years.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan even felt like an arrow, and couldn't wait to return to Xuanjing to have a look.

But before that, he still has a more important thing to do.