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

"Kid, do you want another beating?" Liu Shan took a step forward and swung his fist forcefully.

Lu Nian, with her bruised and swollen face, went to meet them: "You did something wrong, and someone should take care of it."

"Fuck you..." Liu Shan punched Lü Nian in the right cheek.

Lu Nian staggered back a few steps, covering her cheek with her hand, blood seeping through her fingers.

"Ignore this madman and get the goods away quickly," Manager Fang urged.

Several coachmen grabbed the reins and cracked their whips to urge the mules pulling the carts on, creating a series of sharp cracking sounds in the air.

"Stop! Stop!"

Lu Nian shouted loudly, but no one paid him any attention. He lunged forward haphazardly, but the burly coachman shrugged him off with a shake of his shoulder. The cart shaft spun around his head, and the other coaches laughed and led the mule down the slope.

Lu Nian stood up again, feeling dizzy and disoriented. He was about to lunge forward again when a large hand grabbed him from behind and pulled him aside.

"It's not that bad, it really isn't that bad..." Li Qingshan advised, "We've already reached an agreement."

Lu Nian's body was trembling as she stared at the mule track that was gradually disappearing into the distance: "I ate your food, so I should do things for you."

"It's okay, as you said, you've done your best."

"But I can't let this anger get the better of me," Lü Nian said, pressing her hand to her chest.

By this time, all the mule carts had left, leaving behind mule and horse excrement and urine on the ground. A cart remained parked at the bottom of the slope, covered with a tarpaulin.

Lu Nian limped over and forcefully tore open the cloth. Inside the cart was just a pile of rotten wood, haphazardly stacked together, resembling a small mountain.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, turned to Li Qingshan and said, "You've been fooled, this isn't iron at all."

Li Qingshan also came over, patted the wood, and a cloud of insect-eaten powder spilled out.

Even if it's wood, it's the worst kind.

"They're bullying us too much," Lü Nian said through gritted teeth.

"That's just how the world is." Li Qingshan patted the cart shaft. "This wood isn't bad either; it'll be perfect for firewood in winter."

"The world shouldn't be like this. I'll go and get justice for you."

Having said that, he ignored everything and turned to chase after the mule cart in the direction it had gone.

"Sigh, sigh..."

Li Qingshan stretched out his hand, and saw Lü Nian run faster and faster until she disappeared into the vast wilderness.

"Those tobacco plants..." Li Qingshan withdrew his outstretched hand and muttered softly, "They're poisonous."

……

Northern Camp.

Zhou Wohu sat behind his command tent, issuing orders to his personal guards: "Go and take a group of men to surround Huai Shu Po. No one is allowed to approach."

"Yes."

The guards received orders and left the camp.

Shen Ying, sitting on a chair nearby, said, "Uncle Zhou is very shrewd. Right now, he is helpless. Once he sees Uncle Zhou's soldiers, he will definitely be devoted to Uncle Zhou and loyal to him from now on."

"Alas...you don't understand. Raising a talent is like training a hawk; if it's full, it will fly away, but if it's hungry, it will bite its master. It's hard to grasp the right balance. I cherish his talent, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to such lengths."

At this moment, a soldier entered the tent, clasped his hands and bowed, saying, "General, we have just received news that the man has reached a deal with the Tian family."

"Is this true?" Zhou Wohu's eyes widened in surprise, and he slowly frowned.

"It's absolutely true. Those watching from the treetops outside the locust tree slope saw that the Tian family sent people to take away all the tobacco, but neither side made a move."

"This..." Zhou Wohu frowned more and more, muttering, "It shouldn't be like this, he doesn't seem like the kind of person who knows how to be pragmatic."

Pfft!

Shen Ying couldn't help but laugh out loud: "It seems that Uncle Zhou has made it through this time."

Zhou Wohu shook his head, gradually regaining his composure: "Alright, alright, I thought he was a tough nut to crack, but I didn't expect him to compromise so quickly. Then we can only send the soldiers back first and see if we have the chance to meet again in the future."

"Report!"

At this moment, another personal guard entered the tent and said, "General, I have just received news that the man has been tricked. The Tian family did not give us iron materials at all, but a cartload of rotten wood."

Shen Ying's eyes widened immediately: "How could they do this? Isn't this bullying?"

"hehe."

Zhou Wohu chuckled twice, his tone flat, "Families like the Tian family are used to fighting, manipulating, and even cannibalizing others. That's how they've built their power. In their eyes, Li Qingshan is worthless and has no right to do business with them."

He paused, then continued, "Actually, if Li Qingshan had been more observant, he probably wouldn't have had trouble spotting the flaws. It's a pity he's still too young. This incident should serve as a lesson for him. It lets him know that in this world, having only physical strength isn't very useful."

……

Tianjia Goods Storehouse.

Large trucks drove in through the main gate, loaded with golden tobacco.

Tian Wuwang came over to receive the goods in person. He squeezed them in his hands, then smelled them, and couldn't help but say, "It smells good. It really is a good treasure."

Manager Fang immediately ordered someone to cut some tobacco shreds, stuff them into a tobacco pouch, and then presented it to Tian Wuwang with both hands.

As the sparks flickered on and off, Tian Wuwang took a deep breath, couldn't help but close his eyes, and then wisps of blue smoke billowed out.

The people surrounding him couldn't help but sniffle, feeling their restless mood instantly calm down, and their senses suddenly sharpened.

After a long while, Tian Wuwang slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the still-burning pipe, and exclaimed in disbelief, "It's so amazing!"

Shopkeeper Fang said, "I have already tried it, and it is indeed a fine treasure. There is no such good product in the capital."

"Pack me ten pounds first, and send the rest to the workshop to be finely shredded, and wrap each package in silk."

"Yes." Manager Fang also puffed out his chest. He had done a great job and had made a significant contribution.

While the workers were busy, Tian Wuwang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the tobacco in front of him with a satisfied smile on his face.

If they could use this batch of tobacco to cultivate good relations with the palace, the Tian family could take another step forward.

And his position in the Tian family was now unshakeable.

Thus, the only price paid was a truckload of rotten wood.

"By the way, that person must have looked terrible, right?" Tian Wuwang said with a smile.

"By the time he realized what was happening, we had already driven off with the car. It would probably take him a long time to come to his senses. One other person did chase after us, but we beat him up and dumped him on the side of the road."

"Hahaha." Tian Wuwang laughed heartily, "Not everyone is qualified to do business with the Tian family. Consider this a lesson for him. Later, find a few people to take care of him."

"Get rid of him?" Manager Fang was taken aback, and the smile on his face froze.

"If you don't nip it in the bud, it might cause trouble later. It's best to get rid of it completely."

Manager Fang slowly lowered his head: "Yes."

At this moment, the workers had already cut the tobacco and packed it in a brocade box. Tian Wuwang got into a small cart and immediately headed to Jiangnan Tower.