Reclaiming Wasteland and Farming: My Haunted Fields Are Spawning Monsters Infinitely

On Tuesday, the dog jumped off the truck, and when he saw Qiu Niang, his expression froze.

This is the owner of Li's Goods Store, who monopolizes many businesses within the pass. How come she's here?

Qiu Niang naturally didn't recognize Zhou Ergou; she was just curious about his relationship with Li Qingshan.

Zhou Ergou nodded slightly as a greeting, then quickly went into the shack and whispered to Li Qingshan, "The Central Plains urgently needs high-quality tobacco right now. We've really hit the jackpot this time. If we can sell this batch of tobacco, we'll definitely make a fortune."

Although his voice was low, Qiu Niang still heard it. Qiu Niang thought to herself that this was bad; someone had come to steal her business.

"Young master, this batch of tobacco is no small amount. Selling it to the Central Plains is not a simple matter of just talking. The Li family's trading post is confident that it can handle this shipment. Others might not have the ability to do so."

On Tuesday, the dog's eyes darted around, realizing that Qiu Niang had also taken a liking to this tobacco field.

He coughed lightly, puffed out his chest, and said, "Who says I can't eat? There's a plague breaking out in the pass right now, and many people are suffering from soul loss. Only by consuming top-quality tobacco can they stabilize their souls and prevent them from being invaded by evil spirits. These fifty acres of tobacco fields can produce at least ten thousand catties of tobacco, of which at least seven thousand catties are top-quality tobacco. If transported to the Central Plains, one catty of tobacco would be worth at least one tael of silver. Now that the plague is rampant, the price of tobacco has also risen sharply, and it's not impossible for it to double in the future."

Qiu Niang hadn't expected that Zhou Ergou, despite his unremarkable appearance, would be so well-informed.

"What you say is indeed true, but have you considered that in this chaotic world, not everyone can transport large quantities of tobacco to the Central Plains? There are bandits and robbers on the way, and tobacco is not easy to preserve. Once it gets wet or burned, you will lose everything."

Zhou Ergou nodded in agreement. He knew that with his abilities, he couldn't actually transport large quantities of tobacco to the Central Plains. Naturally, he wouldn't be able to sell it for the high price of one tael of silver per pound.

Qiu Niang looked at Li Qingshan: "Young master, if you are willing, Li's Trading Company is willing to take on this business. Whether it's top-grade tobacco or scraps, it will be priced at one tael of silver for two catties. We can pay you a deposit of one thousand taels first."

Zhou Ergou gasped in astonishment. The Li family's warehouse was indeed ambitious. If they sold all fifty acres of tobacco fields, Li Qingshan would become rich overnight.

Just then, a bell rang, and before Li Qingshan could make up his mind, a carriage with a blue canopy came from below.

After the train came to a stop, a man jumped out of the carriage. He was wearing a square scarf on his head and had a satchel slung over his shoulder. He looked like a businessman.

"My surname is Fang, and I work for the Tian family." The man cupped his hands in greeting, glanced around, and then fixed his gaze on Li Qingshan in the shack. "I've heard there's a tobacco field here, and I'd like to discuss a business deal with you."

Li Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. He was just about to make a move against the Tian family, but he didn't expect to run into them so easily.

If I could take this opportunity to establish a connection with the Fang family, could I perhaps find a way to obtain the blood of the ferocious beast?

Qiu Niang inwardly cried out in alarm. The Li family's influence at the border was no match for the Fang family's. If the Fang family wanted this goods, it meant that the Li family had no chance at all.

On Tuesday, Gou puffed out his chest again, presenting himself as Li Qingshan's agent: "How should we negotiate this deal?"

"Let me check the goods first."

Shopkeeper Fang strode to the edge of the field, took out paper and pen from his blue cloth satchel, gestured with his hand towards the tobacco field, and finally wrote some numbers on the paper.

After a while, he came back and said, "I just checked. This tobacco field should be fifty-three acres. The tobacco leaves are large and rich in oil, and the quality is quite good."

Li Qingshan secretly admired Manager Fang's professionalism; he quickly figured out the accurate value of the fields.

Snapped!

He closed the ledger in his hand and said, "Since that's the case, I'll give you ten taels of silver per mu. Fifty-three mu will be worth five hundred and thirty taels. You should keep it safe. I'll send a cart to pick it up in the next day or two. We'll exchange money for goods at that time."

As he spoke, he hung the pen behind his ear and laughed, "Five hundred and thirty taels. Many people have farmed their whole lives and never seen so much silver. You've struck it rich right now."

Both Zhou Ergou and Li Qingshan were stunned.

"How much, five hundred and thirty taels? Now a pound of tobacco is worth one tael of silver. Five hundred and thirty taels can't even buy two acres of land, yet you want to pack up all this tobacco and take it away," Zhou Ergou said.

"Wow, you know quite a lot. It's true that the price of tobacco keeps rising, otherwise I wouldn't have made this trip myself. But what does that have to do with you?" Manager Fang said. "The Fang family are imperial merchants. If we give you money, it's a purchase; if we don't, it's a requisition. In the end, you won't get a single tael of silver."

On Tuesday, Dog's face turned as angry as a toad, but slowly, his anger subsided.

Shopkeeper Fang was actually right.

The world is just that bad these days.

Having survived until today, Tuesday Dog is already used to it.

"Imperial merchants aren't all that great, are they?"

At that moment, a voice suddenly rang out.

Manager Fang sneered and slowly turned his head. He wanted to see who was so arrogant as to not even respect the imperial merchants.

When he turned around and saw the person riding a horse behind him, his anger immediately dissipated.

Because the other party was also a royal merchant.

Qi Jia.

By imperial decree, weapons were supplied specifically to the northern camps.

The Qi family's bow and sword are unparalleled in the north.

The newcomer was none other than Qi Shengtian, the young master of the Qi family.

He completely ignored Manager Fang, rode his horse straight past, and arrived at the edge of the field. He pointed with his whip at the lush green tobacco field and said, "This area... this area... has been requisitioned by the imperial court. No one is allowed to pick the tobacco; violators will be severely punished."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Manager Fang, and then at Li Qingshan in the shack.

Li Qingshan stared at him, his eyes showing no anger, only calm.

It's like a butcher looking at a pig, figuring out how to cut it.

He wasn't inexperienced in killing people; his perspective was already different from that of ordinary people.

Now, his eyes are those that want to kill.

We might as well bury it in the ground to fertilize the fields.

However, with Qiu Niang and Zhou Ergou still around, it wasn't convenient for him to take action.

We need to find a suitable time, without anyone noticing.

Zhou Ergou thought to himself, "Oh no, I might have gotten myself into big trouble for Li Qingshan."

These fifty acres of tobacco fields represent a considerable fortune, but for Li Qingshan, they also present a significant problem.

The problem lies in the fact that Li Qingshan is just an ordinary land reclaimer and is not worthy of this wealth at all.

Who can be blamed? It's all Li Qingshan's fault for being too good at farming and too fast.

If it were just one or two acres of tobacco fields, no one would pay any attention to him.

He now only hopes that Li Qingshan will mature, recognize reality, and stop engaging in pointless, impulsive arguments.

"This tobacco field is mine. Shouldn't you ask for my opinion?" Li Qingshan said.

Qi Shengtian and Manager Fang were both somewhat surprised. Qi Shengtian asked, "What did you just say?"

"I said this tobacco field is mine, and now I won't agree."

"Actually... this tobacco field doesn't belong to you." Manager Fang's tone was slightly helpless.