Ming Dynasty, Qingyuan Village.

Yang Yang looked at the hot post on the front page of the forum in front of him, with an expression of wanting to laugh and feeling helpless on his face.

"This guy is fooling around all day."

She didn't even know what to say about daydreaming, this guy sometimes showed the ability to be a prophet of the unknown, but many times he would do childish things.

It's like the post in front of you, if you want to post it, it's tempting others to upgrade the territory quickly.

Foreign players who don't know this guy don't have too much probability of believing it to be true.

But as the second player to enter the plane after daydreaming. Yang Yang Yang knows very well that Mo Xiaobai can't help but jump out occasionally and show off his childish personality in some weird ways.

She still remembers the 10 gold medals deeply!

"What's more, if you want to cheat, you should cheat all the players in the plane. If you want to deceive players in other countries, but leave a hint for Chinese players, aren't you afraid that someone will leak your secrets and the bamboo basket will be empty? ”

glanced at Mo Xiaobai's forum post, and took out the first words of the first five paragraphs separately and connected them into a sentence, which happened to be:

Don't believe what I say!

This is bullying non-Chinese players who see the translated versions of various countries, and can't see Chinese characters?

If those foreign players know the real secret of this post, they will not be angry.

"Forget it, don't bother to care how you toss."

"I'd better think about how I can safely upgrade my territory."

Since Yang Yang Yang has discovered the secret of the post, he naturally will not believe the content of Mo Xiaobai's post. On the contrary, she will only take the 'Hundred Beast Rebellion' more seriously, because from the pit dug by Mo Xiaobai, it can be seen that the Hundred Beast Rebellion is definitely not simple, and even if she is prepared, she may not be able to resist it.

And there is only one unstoppable end:

Lose territory!

………

Sanssouci Village, inside the Lord's Mansion.

"Sister, what do you mean by the great god?"

"What else do you mean, if you want to pit people, I won't pit you anyway." A family of three sat around the dining table, and the woman said with a smile, like Yang Yang Yang, she also laughed a little at Mo Xiaobai's approach.

Shangshan Ruoshui pursed his lips: "Of course I know that it won't trick me, but why is the content of the post so weird?" And the great god deliberately left such a reminder, right, don't believe what I said? ”

"You can see it, because you are Chinese. But after the post is translated sentence by sentence, will players in other countries know the hidden meaning? If they don't know, and believe the words of the great god, they should all choose to speed up the upgrade of the territory. ”

The woman had already put down the dishes and chopsticks at this time, held a porcelain cup in her hand, and gently shook the tea: "Most of the lord players who can upgrade the territory now have a certain strength, as long as they are pitted, whoever loses it is a major event in that country, and if it is a gold lord, it is even more terrible." ”

"Ha, if that's the case, then it's better to pit a few more."

"It's nice to have one, are you really stupid to be another player?"

………

Far away in the Overlord Village of the Great Zhou Dynasty, looking at Mo Xiaobai's post, his face was full of disdainful smiles.

"The kindness of a woman!"

"The battle for hegemony itself starts in Huaxia, and if you don't take advantage of such a good opportunity, you just daydream."

In the view of fame and reputation, Mo Xiaobai gave Chinese players a hint that it was purely superfluous.

The Huaxia lords are also in a competitive relationship, and it is a waste of opportunity not to seize every opportunity to suppress the opponent, but to give such an obvious hint to the Huaxia players.

………

The attention and opinions of many forces on the forum post, Mo Xiaobai didn't pay attention to it after he finished it. After a short rest, he got up and headed to the south of the territory.

In the morning, after registering some villagers, Guoyuan began to measure the land on the spot and plan the flow of canal water.

This is not a small project, even if Mo Xiaobai does not do it himself, he has to keep an eye on the scene.

When he arrived at the wasteland, he saw Guo Yuan surrounded by forty young people from the village, each holding a shovel or chisel in his hand, all of whom listened carefully to Guo Yuan's command.

It is not easy for forty people to dig a canal to supply 3,000 acres of land, but fortunately, Guoyuan does not have to do it in a day, Mo Xiaobai listened and soon understood that Guoyuan was just going to determine the trend of the outer part of the canal first.

After saying what should be said, Guo Yuan waved his hand and signaled everyone to start construction, and it was only at this time that he noticed Mo Xiaobai who had been coming next to him for a while.

"I don't know if the lord is here, Yuan is rude."

Seeing that Guoyuan was about to salute himself, Mo Xiaobai immediately held the other party: "It's okay, as soon as you take office, let Zini be in charge of such tiring work, can you still adapt to it?" ”

"The lord can't say that, it is my duty to be able to share the worries of the lord." Guo Yuan hurriedly waved his hand, and at the same time looked at the farmers who began to work: "They are recuperating under the rule of the lord, they have no worries about food and clothing, and they are very active in their work, even they don't feel tired, what is my little mouth." ”

"Yes, the villagers of Dameng Village are indeed pure and kind, I will treat them well, and in order to make everyone's life better, Zini will also help me."

Mo Xiaobai nodded deeply, and at the same time asked, "With Zini's layout, how long will it take to open a canal to divert water?" ”

"It will be completed in less than five days, and it will be completed in three days at the earliest."

Guoyuan also calculated this for a long time, and blurted out the answer: "The number of wasteland registered this morning is 814 acres, and in the next two days, 3,000 acres can be roughly divided." ”

Three days!

The wasteland can be divided, and the channels for irrigating the fields can be dug up.

"Zini is worthy of being Zini, and the plan is indeed thorough, so that in three days the people should start working, hoping that they will be able to farm now in time."

"The lord doesn't have to worry too much, this is the season of late rice, and when the late rice is sown and matures in late autumn, he can change the wheat again, so that there are two crops a year, and if there is no great disaster, the people will have enough food and clothing."

Still in time for late rice?

Mo Xiaobai's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, he didn't care that the people had plenty of surplus food in their homes. Proper hiding wealth for the people is good for Dameng Village.

For the next three days, Mo Xiaobai was almost staring at the water canal.

When the planned entire channel was completely completed, forming small squares, Mo Xiaobai stood on a high place and looked down, and could already vaguely imagine the beautiful picture of this golden wheat wave in the future.

As the final inlet was dug by several villagers, the mountain stream flowed down the river into the channel. Listening to the sound of 'banging' water, Mo Xiaobai and Guo Yuan both had smiles flashing on their faces.

This is the first step in the transformation of the territory, and it seems to have been completed very well, which is a good start.

Just when a new batch of 3,000 acres of wasteland in Dameng Village was being reclaimed one after another, in the Yanshe Restaurant in Juancheng West City, dozens or hundreds of figures dressed in brocade robes, either rich or noble, gathered from all over the Han Dynasty.

Because, tonight there will be a special auction at the Swallowhouse.