Chapter 152: Still Enough Time for the Late Rice

In the Great Ming Dynasty, at Qingyuan Village.

Yang Yang Yang looked at the hot topic on the forum’s home page, her face wearing a mix of amusement and helplessness.

“This guy is messing around all day.”

She did not know how to evaluate Daydreaming. This guy sometimes showed prophetic abilities, but at other times he did childish things.

Just like the post in front of her. If you are going to post it, just post it, but somehow the words between the lines were tempting everyone to upgrade their Territory as fast as possible.

The foreign Players who did not know this guy were very unlikely to believe it.

But as one of the first Players to enter the Plane, right after Daydreaming, Yang Yang Yang knew very well Mo Xiaobai’s childish personality of occasionally jumping out to show off his existence in some strange ways.

She still remembered those 10 gold coins vividly!

“Besides, if you are going to lie, you should lie to all the Players in the Plane. You want to trick Players from other nations, but you leave a hint for the Huaxia Players. Are you not afraid someone will leak the secret and you will end up with nothing?”

Scanning Mo Xiaobai’s forum post, she took the first character of the first five paragraphs and connected them into one sentence, which happened to be:

Do not believe what I said!

Was he bullying foreign Players who only saw the translated versions of various nations and could not see the Chinese characters?

If those foreign Players knew the real secret of this post, would they not get sick from anger?

“Never mind, I am too lazy to care how you mess around.”

“I had better think about how to upgrade my Territory safely.”

Since Yang Yang Yang had discovered the secret of the post, she would naturally not believe the content of Mo Xiaobai’s post. On the contrary, she would take the “Chaos of the Hundred Beasts” even more seriously. From the pit Mo Xiaobai dug, it was clear that the Chaos of the Hundred Beasts was definitely not simple. Even with preparations, they might not be able to resist.

And there was only one consequence for not being able to resist:

Losing the Territory!

…

Inside the Lord’s Manor of Wuyou Village.

“Mom, what does Great God mean by this?”

“What else could it mean? He wants to trick people. Anyway, he will not trick you.” The woman smiled as she sat at the dining table with her family. Like Yang Yang Yang, she also found Mo Xiaobai’s actions somewhat funny.

Shangshan Ruoshui pouted: “Of course I know he will not trick me, but why is the content of the post so strange? Also, Great God must have intentionally left such a warning, ‘Do not believe what I said’?”

“You can understand it because you are a Huaxia Person. But after translating the post sentence by sentence, will Players from other nations know the hidden meaning inside? If they do not know, and they believed Great God, they would all choose to speed up the rate of upgrading their Territory.”

The woman had now put down her bowl and chopsticks, holding a porcelain cup in her hand and gently swirling the tea: “Now, most Lord Players who can upgrade their Territory have a certain level of strength. If they get tricked and lose out, it will be a major issue for whichever nation they belong to. If it involves a Gold Grade Lord, it will be even worse.”

“Ha, if that’s the case, it would be best to trick a few more.”

“Even one would be good enough. Do you really think other Players are stupid?”

…

Far away in the Great Zhou Dynasty, at Domineering Village, Guming Diaoyu looked at Mo Xiaobai’s post with a face full of contemptuous smiles.

“Womanly mercy!”

“The path of domination itself began in Huaxia. You had such a great opportunity to use it, but Daydreaming, you are no different.”

In Guming Diaoyu’s opinion, Mo Xiaobai giving a hint to the Huaxia Players was purely superfluous.

The competition between Huaxia Lords was also real. Instead of grasping every opportunity to suppress opponents, giving the Huaxia Players such an obvious hint was simply a waste of opportunity.

…

Mo Xiaobai did not pay attention to the many powers’ attention and opinions on the forum post after he finished posting. After resting for a short while, he got up and headed to the south of his Territory.

In the morning, after Guo Yuan registered some villagers, he started to measure the land on site and plan the flow of the irrigation channels.

This was not a small project. Even if Mo Xiaobai did not do everything personally, he still had to be on the scene to supervise.

When he arrived at the wasteland, he saw Guo Yuan surrounded by forty young and strong men from the village. Each of them held a shovel or a chisel and listened seriously to Guo Yuan gesturing and giving orders.

It was not easy for forty men to dig an irrigation channel for three thousand mu of land. Fortunately, Guo Yuan did not plan to finish it in one day. Mo Xiaobai walked over, listened, and quickly understood that Guo Yuan only intended to determine the outer route of the irrigation channel first.

After saying everything that needed to be said, Guo Yuan waved his hand to signal everyone to start working. It was then that he noticed Mo Xiaobai had been standing there for a while.

“I did not know my Lord was visiting personally. Yuan was rude.”

Seeing Guo Yuan about to bow to him, Mo Xiaobai immediately supported the other man: “No problem. You took on such hard work right after I took office. Are you getting used to it?”

“My Lord must not say such things. Sharing the burden for my Lord is my duty.” Guo Yuan quickly waved his hand and then looked at the farmers who started working: “They are resting and recovering under my Lord’s rule, with no worries about food or clothing, so they work very actively. Even they do not feel tired, so what does my talk count for?”

“Yes, the villagers of Daming Village are indeed pure and kind. I will treat them well. To make everyone’s life better, Zini must also give me a hand.”

Mo Xiaobai nodded deeply and then asked: “With your layout, how long will it roughly take to dig the channel and divert the water?”

“In five days at most, and as fast as three days to finish.”

Guo Yuan had already calculated this, and gave the answer without hesitation: “The number of wasteland registered this morning was 814 mu. In the next two days, the 3,000 mu should be divided.”

Three days!

The wasteland could be divided, and the channel for irrigation could also be dug.

“Zini is indeed Zini. The plan is indeed detailed. In this way, those Territory Citizens should start working after three days. I hope their planting now can still catch the season.”

“My Lord need not worry too much. This is exactly the season for late rice. When late rice is sown and ripens by the end of autumn, wheat can be planted again. Thus, there will be two harvests a year. If there are no major disasters, it will be easy for the Territory Citizens to have enough food and clothing.”

Can it still catch the late rice season?

When Mo Xiaobai heard this, his eyes immediately lit up. He did not care if the Territory Citizens had plenty of surplus grain in their homes. It was beneficial for Daming Village to keep the wealth hidden among the people.

During the next three days, Mo Xiaobai almost watched the matter of the channel the whole time.

When the entire planned channel was completely finished, forming a series of square little blocks, Mo Xiaobai stood at a high place looking down. He could already vaguely imagine the beautiful future scene of golden waves of wheat.

As the final water inlet was dug through by a few villagers, the mountain stream flowed down and poured into the channel. Listening to the “splash” sound of the water, both Mo Xiaobai and Guo Yuan had smiles flashing on their faces.

This was the first step of the Territory’s transformation. It looked quite good and was a good start.

Just as the new batch of 3,000 mu of wasteland in Daming Village was being reclaimed one after another, far away in the West Market of Juancheng, in the Yan Residence, dozens or even hundreds of figures wearing brocade robes, either rich or noble, gathered from various places of the Great Han Dynasty.

Because, tonight, a special auction would be held in the Yan Residence.