Another week passed.

The tree fruits are covered with blue orange fruits, and the busy fruit farmers are filled with joy of harvest on their faces.

And in this season when it should have been very busy, Uncle Darby and Aunt Erin were indeed standing outside the orchard and looking at each other.

At this time, the walking grass was passing through the forest. The leaves on their heads were as flexible as their hands. They could easily step onto the fruit tree with their feet, and then pick the ripe orange fruits.

Now there are nearly 150 walking grass on the farm. With their cooperation, fruits are picked one by one.

Uncle Dabi and Aunt Erin only need to sort out these orange fruits and put them on the trailer, and then the armored rhino will transport these fruits to the farm's cellar to store.

"These walking grass... are quite capable." Uncle Dabi opened his mouth. Although he didn't say anything, he actually complained about Evan's so many walking grass.

Now, looking at the busy walking grass in the field, his impression of walking grass is much better, and I have to admit that these walking grass really help a lot.

This is the simplest value that the walking grass shows... Alvin looked at this scene and chuckled in his heart. What he said was that the elves are the primary productive forces in this world.

Not long after, the ripe orange fruits in the orchard were picked by the walking grass, and the next step was to wait for the second wave of the orange fruits to mature.

After getting busy with his orchard, Alvin took the walkers to other fruit farmers' homes in the village. Seeing the walkers who could help pick the fruits, the fruit farmers were also surprised.

"Okay, I should start to be busy."

In the cellar of the farm, looking at the piles of orange fruits like hills, Alvin stretched his waist and planned to make all of these orange fruits into healing potions.

With a tenfold return, he seemed to have seen the picture of gold coins filling the cellar.

Of course, it is too exaggerating to fill the cellar with gold coins, but this winter, the fruits in the entire Orange Fruit Village are made into healing potions, and then he can get 50% dividends and earn thousands of gold coins at all.

This is still the profit this year. By next year, the fruit farmers will expand the size of the orchard, and the gold coins he harvests can easily exceed 10,000 yuan, and turn them into the currency unit of the China Alliance, which is a profit of tens of millions!

"With these gold coins, it should be enough to take care of the elves in the orchard." Evan murmured, and immediately became full of motivation and began to prepare potions.

Now the walking grass trains are only the most basic hypnotic powder moves. All the potion materials come from the Black Forest. If you want to further train the walking grass trains, thousands of gold coins are not necessarily enough.

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“This year’s winter seems to be coming earlier than before.”

"It seems that life is going to be difficult for the villagers of Shuguo Village."

The tax collector of Zhicheng, Jonsen, stepped into Shizaiguo Village and sighed at the villagers who seemed to be indifferent to their spirits.

In this territory, the farm belongs to the villagers, but the land still belongs to the lord, and the villagers only have the right to use the land.

Therefore, every year the villagers need to pay a certain amount of land rent to the lord.

The kind lord has waived a large part of the land rent, but it seems to be a bit difficult for these fruit farmers to bear. After paying enough rent, there are not many gold coins left.

But there is no way to do this. Recently, the income and expenditure in the territory have been very tight. A certain amount of rent still has to be collected, otherwise it will be difficult for the territory to maintain operation.

After leaving Shizaiguo Village, Jonson rode an iron-armored rhino and walked towards the next village along the way. In several villages in a row, the fruit harvest was not very good.

"The next one is Orange Fruit Village." Jonson looked at the map and continued to move forward.

Originally, he thought that the situation in Orange Fruit Village should be similar, but when he looked at the villagers with a smile on his face from afar, he was stunned for a moment. It seemed that the harvest in Orange Fruit Village was not bad?

"Mr. Jonson, you seem to be here later this year than in previous years." After receiving the news, Village Chief Dabi came to the village entrance from afar to welcome the tax collector.

Jonson nodded at Darby, thought for a moment, "How is Orange Fruit Village's harvest this year?"

When the simple villagers looked at him, they grinned and gave the answer with their actions.

It seems that the harvest in Orange Fruit Village is indeed good, so should we reduce the land rent for them next... Jonson felt a little moved, but since the lord gave it, he felt that it was better to do it in business.

After greeting Jonson to his home, Darby first made a cup of tea for Jonson, then brought the box that had been prepared and placed on the table.

This is really the most refreshing village chief I have ever seen... Jonson muttered in his heart, then opened the wooden box and saw a large amount of gold coins in it. He counted it, the number of gold coins in previous years.

Seeing this, Jonson swallowed the words that had already reached his mouth, and suddenly felt a little troubled. Should he collect the gold coins himself or not?

"Mr. Jonson, count it, there is not a single gold coin." Dabi said attentively.

I will take it first, and then report to the lord to see what the lord means. If I want to retreat, I will just go there again... Jonson made a decision in his heart.

He closed the box quietly, nodded and smiled, "I naturally believe it in Village Chief Dabi."

After receiving enough rent, Jonson felt guilty and stood up and wanted to say goodbye.

But just when he expressed his desire to leave, he was stopped by Dabi with a smile, which made Jonson feel inexplicably nervous. Oh, let's do as the lord wishes.

"Master Jonson, don't you know if the lord collects healing potions?" Looking at the tax collector in front of him, Dabi rubbed his hands and smiled.

"Healing agent?"

Darby nodded again immediately and said proudly: "That's right, it's the healing potion, which was prepared by my nephew."

At this moment, Jonson was a little stunned again. Darby's nephew was a pharmacist?

"If it is really a healing potion, the lord will naturally collect it." After thinking for a while, Jonson nodded. Recently, the lord did issue an order to store materials, and the healing potion was one of the most important materials.

After hearing Jonson say healing medicine was collected, Dabi breathed a sigh of relief.

During this period, Alvin relied on the harvested orange fruit to prepare a lot of therapeutic agents.

Although he had already taken some pharmacist contact points in the city to sell it, it was impossible for the other party to eat such a large amount, so Alvin suggested to take the lord's line directly.

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