"Farming is glorious, hard work is rich, hahaha! It's so funny!"

This sentence, engraved in front of the ninth mountain, quickly spread, causing a burst of laughter.

It's true to get rich through hard work, but the sentence that farming is glorious is funny.

Farming is the lowest kind of work, and there is no glory at all.

The news of the establishment of Shennong Valley also spread among the medicine farmers.

At first, they were all very interested and ran over to inquire, but after learning that they did not teach secret methods, but only taught a medicine scripture written by the lord of Tangshan himself, they scolded one after another.

"Phew! What kind of unity and fraternity, equality and mutual assistance, it's all nonsense! That person surnamed Tang is too selfish!"

"Haha! Who does he think he is! He also writes medicine scriptures! Can he read that kind of thing!"

They scolded, laughed for a while, and then left.

Soon, word spread.

When everyone heard this, they were stunned.

The one surnamed Tang still wrote the medicine scripture by himself?

Haha! That's funny.

No matter what field you are in, those who can write books are masters, even when it comes to farming.

And that kid, what kind of green onion!

I was lucky enough to get a secret technique of seed promotion, and I really think I am a master!

"This kid just made some money, and he got a little carried away!"

They scoffed.

"Don't believe it, our valley master is really a master!"

"Our valley lord has a big heart and grand ambitions, how can you people compare!"

When Wang Er heard this, they were very angry.

But the more he scolded, the louder the laughter became.

"Hmph!

They held their breath and studied the art of planting medicine.

In this way, half a month passed.

On this day, under the leadership of Tang Hao, a group of people went to Dajing City.

"It's the Lord of the Nine Mountains!"

"Haha! It's that master Tang Chuan!"

On the way, a group of Jinxia Mountain disciples pointed at them, laughing from time to time.

Recently, this "master" Tang Chuan, that is quite popular.

Originally, this kid was a medicine farmer with a very low status, but he made so much money that he made many people unhappy.

A group of people were silent and came directly to the street of medicinal herbs.

Tang Hao sold the seedlings as usual.

"Two million and one thousand in total!"

After calculating, the old shopkeeper Hu was ready to pay for it.

"Wait!They still have something to sell, let's tie it up together!" Tang Hao raised his hand and said.

The old shopkeeper was stunned for a while, "It's also a seedling?"

"Hey, it's not a seedling, shopkeeper, what do you think this is?"

Wang Er smiled and took out a medicinal herb.

"It's ...... Seven Spirals?"

The old shopkeeper exclaimed, "Or is it grass, did you plant it?"

He looked at Wang Er in disbelief.

This seven-spiral grass is a kind of rare medicinal material, and gentian grass is of the same level, so there is this seven-spiral grass in the seeds of Tangshan's main bet.

He has harvested many seedlings of this grass, but this is the first time he has seen the mature grass.

This kind of herb is particularly delicate and difficult to raise, even if you get the seedlings, ordinary medicine farmers can't raise them at all, just with this Wang Er, how can you feed a plant.

This Wang Er has a few catties and a few taels, and he doesn't know it.

Wang Er grinned, very proud.

"Old shopkeeper, I still have it!"

As he spoke, he took out another one.

The old shopkeeper's eyes widened, shocked.

Two mature seven-spiral grasses?

Then, in his shocked gaze, Wang Er took the medicine one after another.

"Damn, Wang Er, where did you pick it up?"

The other shopkeepers were also shocked.

"Haha! Of course I planted it!" Wang Er patted his chest and smiled proudly, only to feel his eyebrows raised.

"I have it too!" Qi Fat Man couldn't wait to roar.

Then, he also took the medicine one by one, and all of them were ripe seven-spiral grasses, and he could see that the jaws of a group of shopkeepers were about to fall off.

Then, others scrambled to get it.

Looking at this scene, a group of shopkeepers felt a dizzy urge.

Are they crazy, or are these medicine farmers crazy?

This is a seven-spinning grass, not Chinese cabbage!

It's not easy to feed one plant, how can it be possible to feed so many plants?

One, two...... They roughly counted it, and almost every one of them had nearly a hundred, and seventeen people, that was more than 1,700 plants.

Oh my God!

"Shopkeeper, do you want to collect it?

Wang Er laughed.

"Collect, why don't you accept it!" said the old shopkeeper Hu hurriedly.

"You ...... How is it grown?" the shopkeeper wondered.

They can't figure it out, even if this group of guys is lucky enough and the survival rate of seedlings is high, the maturity period is not right!

It's only been more than half a month, how can it be mature?

"Of course, it's the credit of our valley master, I told you, he is a master, you don't believe it!" Wang Erdao.

The shopkeepers were stunned for a moment, and looked at Tang Hao in disbelief.

This guy ...... What a master?

However, this is ridiculous!

This guy is too young, how can he be a master! And even if he is a master, it is impossible to make the survival rate of the Seven Spiral Grass so high, and shorten the maturity period!

However, this seems to be the only explanation.

Looking at the seven-spiral grass all over the ground, they had to believe it.

Looking at Tang Hao again, their gazes completely changed.

Before, they thought that this was a lucky boy, with a little envy and a little contempt in their eyes, but now, it has all turned into respect.

Even if you are just a medicine farmer, but you have studied to the level of a master, it is still worthy of respect.

"Master Tang!"

They shouted respectfully.

"This seven-spiral grass, the current price of adult grass is 8,000, I counted, there are a total of 1,680 here, that is 13.44 million!"

After finishing the calculation, the old shopkeeper Hu was dumbfounded.

Taking the money, the crowd left excitedly.

As soon as they left, the news spread, shaking the entire Dajing City.

"What? Those broken peasants sold more than 10 million yuan of medicine, and they still sold grass?"

"That Tang Chuan, is he really a master?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard the news.

When the news reached the ears of the group of medicine farmers, they were even more dumbfounded.

Then they beat their chests and stomped their feet, regretting that their bowels were green.

Once, there was an opportunity to make a lot of money in front of them, but they didn't cherish it, and now, they can only silently watch others count money.

"I was wrong! I really know that I was wrong! Brother Wang, please say a good word to me in front of Master Tang!"

"Brother Qi, come, this is a little heart for you, you must help me and let Master Tang accept me!"

They all ran to Jinxia Mountain, crying and shouting, begging to worship under Master Tang's seat.

In their minds, this Master Tang has become a peerless master!