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

Li Qingshan laughed out of anger: "If this isn't my land, is it yours?"

"This is neither my land nor your land, but His Majesty's." Manager Fang clasped his fists, placed them on his left shoulder, and bowed towards the sky. "His Majesty has shown you grace, which is why you are allowed to come to the North to cultivate the land. Otherwise, you would have starved to death in the interior."

Qi Shengtian waved his hand and pointed to the lush tobacco fields, saying, "Every blade of grass, every tree, every stone, every pile of pig manure here, even for a lowly commoner like you, belongs to the imperial court. If we're giving you some silver, you should accept it quickly and not be ungrateful."

Li Qingshan stood rooted to the spot, unsure how to react to what the other person had said, which was so absurd.

What puzzled him even more was that what the other party said was not entirely unreasonable.

Under the whole world, could it be the king's land.

Within the borders of the land, all are subjects of the king.

The tobacco field he had painstakingly cultivated had nothing to do with him.

Qi Shengtian stood with his hands behind his back, admiring the tobacco field before him with satisfaction. It wasn't actually the season for planting tobacco, and people weren't very accepting of this exotic plant from overseas.

Unexpectedly, there was such a good tobacco field here, and since the soul-loss syndrome was flaring up, this kind of tobacco could stabilize the soul.

I'm about to strike it rich!

For this reason, he found Li Qingshan much more agreeable: "It seems you have some skill in farming. From now on, you can grow tobacco specifically for the Qi family. I'll allocate some grain to you every month, and I'll also find you a wife from among the Qi family's maids."

He waved his hand dismissively, as if bestowing an extraordinary reward: "Harvest this tobacco field as soon as possible, I'll have someone come and haul it away later."

"Wait." Manager Fang stopped him. Although he kept his head down, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant. "Young Master Qi, I was the one who first set my sights on this field."

"If you value it first, then it should be yours. If you valued the moon first, could you hire someone to take it away?" Qi Shengtian waved his riding whip, almost hitting Manager Fang's face.

Manager Fang's expression remained unchanged as he smiled ingratiatingly, "We're just doing our job, Young Master Qi, please don't make things difficult for us. If Young Master Qi is willing, we can give up 20%."

"Twenty percent? You're trying to fob off the pioneers."

"Thirty percent, that's the most I can do."

"snort!"

Watching them haggle over the price, Li Qingshan felt a strange sense of absurdity. They were taking away his hard-earned tobacco fields at will, without even asking his opinion.

At this moment, he had calmed down and was no longer angry. Instead, he began to think about the rules of survival in this world.

Simply gripping the hoe won't do any good; even if you grow a gold nugget, it won't belong to you.

Just then, another long neighing of a horse was heard, and a middle-aged man in brocade robes arrived and dismounted.

Li Qingshan noticed that even the arrogant Qi Shengtian had toned down his behavior a bit.

"Who is this person?" Li Qingshan asked.

"Meng Haitao, the owner of Meng's Trading Company, specializes in transporting medicinal herbs," Zhou Ergou whispered.

Meng Haitao dismounted, first examining the tobacco leaves in the field, pinching them, and then smelling them. He then looked at Manager Fang and Qi Shengtian, grinning, "I just heard there was a fine tobacco field here, but I didn't expect you to snatch it up first."

They all said in unison, "Boss Meng, we've already set our sights on this tobacco field."

"What, you think it's yours just because you've got your eye on it?" Meng Haitao retorted.

Li Qingshan rested his chin on his hand, watching the three families vying for the tobacco. He glanced at Qiu Niang beside him and said, "Why don't you try to compete? Perhaps you can win a small portion of the tobacco."

Qiu Niang smiled, saying nothing, yet it seemed as if she had said everything.

Li Qingshan had long seen that the Li family's influence in the north was far inferior to that of the Qi, Tian, ​​and Meng families, and they didn't even have the qualifications to compete.

Qiu Niang led the donkey, and after walking a distance, she climbed onto its back and slowly disappeared from sight.

Qi Shengtian, Meng Haitao, and Manager Fang remained deadlocked, and in the end, neither of them could convince the other, so they each went their separate ways.

Before Xiongtian, only Li Qingshan and Zhou Ergou remained.

Zhou Ergou sighed deeply, then rubbed his face vigorously and forced a smile at Li Qingshan: "Qingshan Lang, don't be too angry. That's just how the world is. However, it's not necessarily a bad thing. The Qi family, the Tian family, and the Meng family are all wealthy families. If you make a connection with them, you'll never have to worry about food and drink for the rest of your life. The key is how you manage to do it."

"Don't worry, I'm not too angry."

For some reason, Li Qingshan's unexpected calmness made Zhou Ergou feel somewhat afraid.

"You're really not angry?"

"Didn't you tell me not to be angry?"

"But this isn't normal," Zhou Ergou said. "You worked so hard to grow all this tobacco, and now it's being taken away so easily. Aren't you angry at all?"

"That's just how the world is. You and I are just small people, so what can we do?"

Li Qingshan spoke in a very formal and literary style, which Zhou Ergou couldn't quite understand, but he roughly grasped what Li Qingshan meant.

"By the way, how's the matter about someone wanting to buy the sword that you mentioned last time?" Li Qingshan asked.

"My bad, I almost forgot about that." Zhou Ergou slapped his forehead and said, "The other party agreed to the deal and sent a cart of iron to the border. We just need to send someone to take over."

Have you confirmed the other party's identity?

"It's said they came from the capital, but their exact identity is unclear," Zhou Ergou said.

"We still need to be careful and avoid doing business with them for now." After today's incident, Li Qingshan became much more wary of the world.

"You should still be careful."

On Tuesday, as the dog was leaving, he gave one last serious piece of advice.

Li Qingshan nodded, but his mood was very calm.

Today's events made him realize that monetization is not an easy thing.

It's not that everything you grow on the land is yours. How to monetize it, through what channels, and whether you can protect your harvest... these are all questions that are far more complex and arduous than farming itself.

This incident at Tobacco Field can be considered a lesson, albeit a minor one.

Li Qingshan returned to the shack, picked up the sledgehammer, and smashed it against the red-hot iron blank again and again, until sparks flew everywhere.

Night slowly fell, and the surroundings gradually quieted down.

Li Qingshan was swinging his hammer with great enthusiasm when he suddenly heard the sound of rapid hoofbeats coming towards him.

A thought struck him, and he gripped the black iron spear in the corner of the wall and slowly walked out.

A group of people, dressed in coarse linen clothes and carrying torches, approached from a distance and stopped not far from the fierce field.

Bandits?

It doesn't really look like it.

Bandits are never this arrogant.

Li Qingshan didn't get too close, and shouted over there, "What are you doing here?"

"I have been ordered by my master to guard this tobacco field and prevent it from being taken away."

Li Qingshan looked puzzled: "Who is your master?"

"The last name is Tian."