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Speaking of this, some villagers shouted: "Yes! I know the big smoke shell!"

Fang Ze turned his head and waved at him.

The man took a few steps forward and said, "Leader, there are races."

Fang Ze looked at him and said, "How many seeds have you planted?"

The man scratched his head, shook his head and said: "I don't know how many, quite a few.

Hearing this, Fang Ze's smile subsided.

But Luo Bixin's expression changed, and he said, "Where are you talking about a few acres!"

For things like poppies, if you plant a few of them privately, it's not a big deal.

This is a medicinal material, and it can also be processed as a condiment to enhance the flavor and freshness.

Folks are very common.

But any more would be illegal.

If there are more than five hundred plants, it is a crime.

If there are more than 3,000 plants, the nature is more serious, and it can be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of more than five years and a fine or confiscation of property.

Of course, the legal provisions in this area are relatively loose.

As long as you eradicate the poppy before it matures, you can basically avoid punishment

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But poppies in several acres of land are not a small problem.

Ordinary people, it is absolutely impossible to plant mu by mu.

The purpose must be very clear.

The man didn't know why Luo Bixin reacted so strongly, he pointed to the back and said, "It's on the mountainside behind the village, it belongs to Cao Yuanzhong."

"he is"

Luo Bixin was about to continue asking about Cao Yuan's whereabouts, but Fang Ze raised his hand to stop him.

"How long has it been planted"

This question made many villagers look at each other in blank dismay.

"A few years"

"Forgot, it's been years"

Several people spoke one after another, unable to determine the exact time.

"Ok."

Fang Ze nodded and said, "Do you know that this stuff can't be grown?"

"can't grow"

All the villagers shook their heads, expressing that they did not know.

"Why can't we plant?"

"Yeah, why can't we plant it? Is there any danger?"

Seeing this, Fang Ze took a light breath and said, "Apart from Cao Yuan, are there any other races?"

"I didn't plant."

"I didn't plant either."

"Me too!"

"It's useless, what to grow it for, it's not tasty, and no one wants it."

Fang Ze and Luo Bixin looked at each other.

They know that this bamboo forest village is too remote, and the concept of the rule of law is extremely weak.

If it goes on like this, something big will happen sooner or later.

Although most of the villagers are very simple and have no evil intentions.

But ignorance is sometimes the scariest thing.

"Squad."

At this time, Yuan Zhengfeng came running from Wang Wuzhu's house.

Fang Ze turned his head.

"I found nothing."

Yuan Zhengfeng opened his mouth and said.

"Ok"

Fang Ze looked strange, did not speak, and walked towards the tile house.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Fang Ze's brows began to wrinkle.

Although it is a large open-air courtyard, there is a faint smell in the air.

The smell is bad.

But it's not surprising in the countryside. They often raise poultry, and the environment is naturally not much better.

Especially Wang Wuzhu's house was even more dilapidated.

The yard is very messy, obviously it hasn't been tidied up for a long time.

More than a dozen policemen stood in the yard, watching Yuan Zhengfeng and Fang Ze, waiting for their next order.

Fang Ze didn't enter the room, but stood there and smelled it for a while, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

In the end, his face gradually turned cold.