The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Hey Yo! Hey Yo!"

On the mountain, Tang Hao waved his hoe and quickly hoeed the grass.

After weeding the grass, he loosened the soil again.

After finishing his work, he sat down by the field and took a break.

He looked a little dignified, and it was really not easy to make money on these fields.

The first aura is generally strong, with many natural herbs, and the efficiency of artificial planting is also high, so the prices of herbs are relatively low.

But his field spirit is low, the planting efficiency is not high, the harvest is poor, it is easy to lose money, let alone make money.

However, this is not difficult for him.

The former mountain owners were all ordinary medicine farmers, so they made no difference, but he was different, so many ancient pharmacopoeias were not read in vain.

At the planting level, those people simply can't compare with him.

At the level of those people, there are all kinds of medicinal herbs, but he can plant some difficult medicinal herbs.

Most of this medicinal material is very precious, it is difficult to cultivate artificially, and you can make a profit by feeding one strain, and the profit is also considerable.

Growing this kind of medicinal material can definitely make money.

Without further ado, he immediately set off, went down the mountain, and rushed towards the Great Jing City.Going to sell something first and collecting some money, he came to a street of medicinal herbs.

There are many shops selling seeds and seedlings.

In this mountain, there are many martial arts, all of which have territories around them, and they are leased to medicine farmers. Moreover, there is a school that is famous for alchemy, and there are many medicine farmers in the door.

Therefore, the seed business is relatively prosperous.

In fact, in the first continent, medicinal planting is a big industry.

Tang Hao looked around and walked into a store called Hu Ji Pharmacy.

Behind the counter, the old shopkeeper looked up and looked at the token across Tang Hao's waist.

"Ah! Another poor baby!"

The old shopkeeper looked at Tang Hao with pity.

Tang Hao was stunned, somewhat puzzled.

The old shopkeeper said: "Young man, you just bought the ninth mountain of Jinxia Mountain!"

"Yes!" Tang Hao nodded.

"Ah! You are pitted. The group of guys in Jinxia Mountain are too unconscientious. They are also kind of willing to sell them. They all ran out of four mountain owners."

Tang Hao: "..."

He did not expect that the Ninth Mountain is so famous.

"I rent it!" Tang Hao said.

The old shopkeeper said: "If you don't run quickly, it's a pit."

Tang Hao said: "The shopkeeper, I still want to try it, in case I earn it!"

The old shopkeeper looked at Tang Hao in amazement.

Then, it was a smile: "You baby, naive! Don't regret it at that time!"

He didn't persuade anymore, this kind of young man had a high spirit, and it was useless to persuade him.

"What are you going to buy?"

"Let me consider!"

Tang Hao turned around in the store.

"Young man, look, how is this Yinxincao? It's easy to feed, and it's more tight now!"

The shopkeeper pointed to a box of seeds and sold it to Tang Hao.

Tang Hao shook his head, this is a common medicinal material, he can't get back to this kind of thing.

After a round in the shop, he walked back to the shopkeeper and glanced behind the shopkeeper.

There, there was a cupboard standing against the wall, with many labels affixed with the name of a medicinal plant.

These levels are a bit higher than those on the counter.

"Boy, don't look at these, and you won't be able to survive if you buy them," the shopkeeper muttered.

Tang Hao ignored him, swept his eyes, pointed to a grid, and said, "That gentian...how to sell?"

The old shopkeeper was startled.

Several other customers in the shop also froze, all looked up at Tang Hao.

There are similar brands hanging around these waists, but the style is slightly different.

Obviously, these are also the peasants who contracted the mountain.

They looked at Tang Hao, and they showed a bit of sneer.

"Where's the boy, dare to touch gentian? Really can't help it!"

"It's stunned at first glance! Look at his brand, it is the ninth mountain of Jinxia Mountain, you say he is not stupid!"

They all noticed the sign on Tang Hao's waist and laughed for a while.

Among the medicine farmers, Jinxia Mountain is the ninth mountain, which is very famous.

The old shopkeeper frowned, saying: "Young man, this gentian, you are afraid you can't touch it!"

This gentian has a great reputation and is a very precious medicinal material that can be used in many dan, but it is difficult to cultivate, especially the step of seed ripening.

Ten seeds are often annihilated by the whole army. In the best case, one or two seeds live.

Once this kind of seed survives and grows into a seedling, its value can be multiplied several times, or even dozens of times.

Therefore, many people are keen to buy this kind of seeds, take them back to raise, and earn once they can live.

However, it is often annihilated by the whole army, and the blood is lost.

In addition to gentian seeds, there are many similar seeds of precious medicinal herbs.

This behavior is also called gambling.

Many drug farmers are playing this, playing the whole family.

And ordinary medicine farmers dare not get this kind of thing.

"How can't touch it!" Tang Hao laughed, "How many?"

The old shopkeeper's brows tightened tighter.

"Well, if you want to buy, then buy it! Ten pieces, one price, no matter which store is the same."

"Twenty first!"

Tang Hao took out two hundred pieces and handed it over.

"Boy, take it easy!" The old shopkeeper opened the cabinet, took out 20 seeds, handed it to Tang Hao, and exhorted him.

"Thanks!"

Tang Hao took it, arched his hands, turned around and left.

"This kid is really insignificant. Play with this one! You must not lose miserably!"

"Hi! In addition to gambling, what else can he do, what can he grow in that broken place!"

The few drug farmers watched Tang Hao walk away, whispered, shook his head from time to time, his face sneering.

Tang Hao left the city and went straight to Jinxia Mountain.

On the way, many disciples of Jinxia Mountain came across, all of them cast curious glances at him.

As soon as he saw the token around his waist, his face suddenly became a little weird.

"It's farming!"

Many disciples whispered, with a slight contempt.

The disciple of the girl also distanced herself from Tang Hao and looked disgusted.

"You said that he was not very young, and his cultivation was okay. What he did not do well, and he went to farm to become a farmer."

"That is, there is no good farming! I always feel that only Uncle Chai will do this!"

They whispered and whispered.

In the first continent, the medicine farmer is afraid that it is the smallest profession, and there is no way to compare it with any pharmacist, master Dan, or refiner.

Generally, people who have no strength and no future are going to be drug farmers, and they are looked down upon.

Tang Hao rolled his eyes, and he was a little uneasy.

What's wrong with farming!

Farming is no good?

These people!So superficial, so vulgar!

The way of farming is broad and profound, and it is not inferior to the way of immortality, but not everyone can grow well.

He felt that he had to change his goal, not only to cultivate the land and make a fortune, but also to grow a field to let these people see how powerful the farmers were.