Facing the simple old man in the countryside, Li Muyun really didn't want to reveal his identity to cause unnecessary worries. He said a few more words to him and took Mu Xin and Mu Yu away from the construction site, turned to the farm in the mountains.

Because it was a temporary start, the construction of the breeding farm was not very perfect. At best, the construction of the main buildings was completed. Some ancillary facilities could only be suspended due to seasonal reasons.

But even this is already great. It is many times better than climbing ice and snow in the wild when he was in the army. At least those disabled soldiers have a small nest here to hide from the wind and rain.

Li Muyun's arrival was warmly received. Many soldiers knew about the Xiaoyao King, and some people had seen him, so there was no need to hide their identity here.

The three fat men were also in the farm at this time, and some of the sixteen guards who came to visit their old subordinates. When they saw Li Muyun coming, they shouted to drink with him.

Li Muyun greeted these guys laughing and laughing, but did not agree to their drinking. After all, these people were asked for leave from the military camp. If they were to go back after drinking, they would have to be beaten.

But even so, the soldiers were still very happy, without any depression. Looking at the happy smiling faces of their former subordinates, these people were actually very satisfied. It doesn’t matter whether they drink or not.

"Muyun, can you tell me that if you raise pigs, why do you have to keep pig manure?" After saying hello, the three fat men asked while accompanying Li Muyun in the farm.

"Pig manure is of great use, I'll tell you." Li Muyun said proudly: "This thing is the best fuel after simple processing, and losing it is the biggest waste."

"Fuel? You shouldn't want to burn it?" The fat man showed an extremely strange expression and said astonished: "How big is that? Can you bear it?"

Li Muyun snorted and said to the fat man, "I don't understand if I tell you. When the spring is coming next year, you can see."

The fat man did not give Li Muyun a face, and laughed a few times and said, "That's true, I'll wait for you to fight against the wind at the beginning of next spring."

Li Muyun looked at the fat man speechlessly. He really didn't know how to tell him the benefits of biogas to this ignorant guy. Of course, in the Tang Dynasty, no one knew what biogas was except himself.

But what does this matter? It doesn’t matter how biogas comes from, what’s important is whether it can be done?

When the biogas pipeline begins tomorrow and the biogas pipeline is laid, the villas built in the mountains will become the first batch of residences to use new fuels. I believe that after using this biogas, those "big families" will immediately give up the previous firewood burning behavior.

Secondly, the livestock manure is not limited to the production of biogas. After completing this mission, the residue left after fermentation can also be reused as fertilizer and feed, and it has completely devoted itself to the death.

Thinking of this, Li Muyun's mouth slightly raised, as if he saw a large amount of copper coins flowing into his pocket.

Everyone in Chang'an City secretly called him the King of Wealth. Li Muyun knew this, but what did it matter? He didn't steal or rob the money, and it was all sent by others willingly. What he collected was called a clear conscience.

As for those who want to take advantage of him, come if you want to. Anyway, even if they don’t come, Li Muyun plans to spread all the money. After all, it’s better to have fun alone in terms of money. It’s just that everyone is serious if you have money.

It is precisely because of this that all the businesses under Li Muyun's name are actually shareholding. Almost all the big guys in the court have more or less shares in it, and even the shares of Li Yuan and Li Er still occupy the big part.

"Hey, can you not laugh so coquettishly? It makes people feel scary." Just as Li Muyun was thinking about his own affairs, the three fat guys interrupted his thoughts inappropriately.

Li Muyun, who came back to his senses, turned against him and said to the fat man gloomy: "Fatty, if you have a good fortune, you can say something else to see if I can throw you into the pigpen."

The three fat man really didn't dare to say anything again and muttered, "You, you are killing the donkey, no, it's not right, you are destroying the bridge across the river." The fat man felt that the donkey seemed to have scolded him after he said halfway through the mill, so he quickly changed his words.

Li Muyun felt a little funny, and curled his lips and joked with the fat man, "Oh, I haven't seen any knowledge for a few days, but I actually know that it's not easy to destroy the bridge across the river."

"Tsk, underestimate people, Fatty..." The fat man felt a chill behind his back halfway through his awesomeness, and had to force himself to change his words: "Fatty, I am also a smart person in the Li family village. Can you always embarrass our village when you come to Chang'an?"

Li Muyun glanced at the fat man: "It's true, if you really don't want to embarrass you, what if I send you to the Imperial College in a few days?"

"Ah? I..." The fat man was famous for his elm-head when he was in Shuozhou. His most feared thing was to study. He immediately became depressed after hearing what Li Muyun said.

Seeing that he was like this, Li Muyun didn't force him anymore, and asked: "How many pigs are there in the scene right now?"

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief, first thanked the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, and then said as if he had known it: "There are 7,800 people in total, including 53 breeding pigs, 425 old sows, and 5,600 male cubs, and the rest are all female cubs."

Li Muyun nodded: "Well, it's not bad. It seems that you haven't been lazy during this period, but these are not enough. Let's continue to collect as much as you want. The standard is temporarily set at 20,000 yuan."

The fat man heard it coldly and muttered dissatisfiedly: "What you said is easy. Just these pigs have collected almost all the entire Jingji area, 20,000. I'm afraid you have to search the entire Tang Dynasty."

Li Muyun didn't care what the fat man had about any difficulties, and he didn't even look at him and continued: "Then go and search. In short, this farm will be the most income in the future. No matter how difficult it is, you have to deal with this matter."

The three fat man shouted anxiously and bluntly, "Then you give me some staff. Your students got me ten or eight, and I promise to get them all for you in half a year."

As the saying goes, the leader touches his mouth and his subordinates runs and breaks his legs. The three fat men have a deep understanding of the pain and know that if they don’t take the initiative to fight, it will probably be another task that is not pleasing to run and break his legs.

Li Muyun hesitated for a moment, shook his head and refused the fat man's request: "My students have other uses, so don't think about it, but you can try to write a letter to that kid Wang Jie to see if he can come to help you."

"Wang Jie?" The fat man was stunned at first, then slapped himself on the thigh: "Oh, I'll go, why did I forget him!" After that, the fat man left at a speed that was inconsistent with his figure, leaving Li Muyun alone in an unknown corner of the farm.

This is why Li Muyun has a good memory and walked out along the way he came. Otherwise, if the large farm is not sure how long it will take to go out.

However, this trip to the farm really made Li Muyun feel a different feeling. He watched the soldiers who had broken arms or legs cumbersome to move feed or some building materials with difficulty, and although their faces were covered in sweat, they still had a smile on their faces. It seemed that something was pricked on his heart.

These soldiers shed blood and fought for the Tang Dynasty, but in the end they could only go home with a pitiful few stagnant of money. Although there are farms now providing them with some living security, compared with what they lost, the little help the farm provided to them seemed to be nothing.

And these soldiers who lost some of their bodies did not have particularly high requirements. They didn't care about the dilapidated living environment of the farm, and they didn't care about the heavy physical labor of the farm. The enemy took away part of their bodies, but did not take away their optimistic spirit.

These veterans who came to the farm still have hope and hope for the future. They believe that the prince who built the farm for them can be responsible for them and can always help them.

Thinking of this, Li Muyun felt that the burden on her body was heavier, and those irresponsible thoughts gradually faded.

For these people, he must live well and strive to climb up. Only by standing higher can he help them better so that he can live up to the trust these people have in themselves.

Li Muyun returned to the city from the farm, and Li Muyun was always depressed. Mu Xin and Mu Yu saw that their son seemed to have something to worry about, so they did not intend to disturb him. When they returned to the mansion, they went to work on their own affairs and left him a quiet environment.

But Li Muyun was not really thinking about things. It was different from what Mu Xin and Mu Yu thought. At this time, King Xiaoyao was locking himself in the study and drawing some things. If you look closely, you will find that he painted the hands and feet of some people.

Yes, it was just hands and feet. Seeing those poor guys jumping around with one foot or simply crawling on the ground, Li Muyun felt a lot of pain in his heart, so he quickly thought of the prosthetics.

Although prosthetics are not very useful compared to native ones, at least after using them, those with broken legs can stand up again, and those with broken hands can go out to the streets like normal people again.

Li Muyun spent a whole day and night on this painting. Finally, Mu Xin felt that something was wrong, so she notified Su Wanqing, and then rescued her son from a semi-crazy state.

"What? Do you think you can get those who have broken legs to stand up again?" After asking what Li Muyun was doing, Su Wanqing widened her beautiful eyes in surprise, almost unable to believe her ears.

Li Muyun Zheng pointed out: "Of course they can stand up again, but in general, things are somewhat troublesome. I need to find Lao Sun to discuss it carefully. Some things can only be solved by him."
Chapter completed!