in the edge

Chapter 264 When will is enough to change reality

At the beginning, the people in Wangyou Village just wanted to make something they needed.

There is no shortage of firewood, and as for rice, everyone is a noodle-eater, but oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea are not something that the people of Wangyou Village can solve - but due to the mistakes made during the previous purchase, everyone They all held their breath and didn’t want to continue shopping outside.

"You can use lard or mutton oil for oil. You can also think of a way for lamp oil. I can think of a way for salt. We can try making the sauce and vinegar ourselves. The same goes for cloth for making clothes. As for tea... we should have it." Is there a way to grow it?"

After learning from the painful experience, Du Chengfeng led a group of villagers to rummage through boxes and cabinets.

The good news is that not only the rapeseed used for oil extraction, but also some tea saplings were obtained from Liu Bolun. The bad news is that looking at the entire Wangyou Village, no one is very good at growing this stuff - not even Liu Bolun himself. , he made these weird gadgets purely because he wanted to try out whether he could make drinks, and he didn't even think about whether he could make a living.

"How about... go out and find someone knowledgeable?"

The folks in Wangyou Village put it all together and came up with a relatively effective suggestion. Since you don’t understand it, why don’t you just go find someone who does?Even though this place is remote, people still have to live, and there are always people who will take care of these things.

But this extremely reliable proposal was rejected by Du Chengfeng.

"I don't believe we can't fix it ourselves!"

Just looking at Du Chengfeng's determined expression, the villagers said nothing more, not to mention that this thing is real. If they go directly outside to seek a solution, then why not just send a few more caravans out to spend money to buy it? Woolen cloth?

They always have to do it themselves. Isn’t this their original intention?
Of course, the main reason is that the material reserves are still abundant at the moment, so even if it takes a while, it will not delay everyone's normal life.

"Done!"

After a short discussion, everyone finally agreed again.

He said that he wanted to do it, but it was hard to say how to do it. After all, it was already involved in a field that was unfamiliar to everyone. It was obviously not appropriate to expect a group of folks from Jibei and Yanzhou to take care of the tea saplings. It was not right for someone from the grassland to take pictures. I promised myself that I could survive, but one of those precious tea saplings was eaten by a sheep on the spot.

So, after personally beating Zhierhuo, Du Chengfeng came up with a relatively reliable research direction.

"Let's try each one."

Trying one by one, that is, exhausting everything, everyone comes up with whatever ideas they have. Although this method is indeed excessive, it can be regarded as the last resort.

"Don't be discouraged. Once you have tried all the wrong answers, the remaining one will definitely be the right one."

Half a month later, Du Chengfeng once again cheered for the villagers.

But this time, he didn't get the firm response he had before.

For no other reason, all attempts failed.Obviously these tea saplings were still good when they were placed at Liu Bolun's place, but when everyone started to think of ways to feed the tea saplings assigned to them according to their own abilities, these tea saplings that were still healthy suddenly died suddenly - and After the number of samples became smaller and smaller, everyone became more and more guilty. If they had known better, they might as well have left it to Liu Bolun.

"So...is there anything I can do to help?"

Du Chengfeng is still making his final efforts.

Because of the easy-to-use ability of evil spirit, Wangyou Township has never been short of tools. Even relying on the special effects brought by evil spirit, they can also use even more incredible methods - such as the old man Qian Yuqian. I think tea trees are mostly grown in Nanchen, so if the climate is hotter and wetter, they will survive better.

After Du Chengfeng heard this, he simply went out and led a branch of the river in. Then he picked up a big knife and controlled the fire accurately, using evil energy to create a small area of ​​​​more humid environment.

Then the tea sapling died suddenly and suddenly, looking like it had been steamed to death.

"So, what we lack is not tools or abilities."

Facing Du Chengfeng's repeated encouragement, everyone seemed quite frustrated.

"Yes, maybe after trying all the wrong answers, you will definitely be able to find the right one... But the question is, how many wrong answers do you have to try before you find the real right one?"

"This……"

Du Chengfeng was speechless.

He actually didn't know. He just instinctively made a judgment based on his past experience. As long as he kept trying and making mistakes, he could always find the right way. After all, in this world of ghosts, as long as the will is strong enough, even Reality can be changed...but can they really change reality?
It seems, not really possible.

Not to mention daily necessities, just some tea saplings, they were all stuck.

"Otherwise, let's use the oldest method."

When everyone looked depressed, someone finally stood up.

They are the two gatekeepers who are currently teaching at Ziyang Academy.

"I don't know when this custom appeared, but this custom should be spread everywhere... As long as the enemy's ashes are sprinkled into the ground, the crops will be abundant, and after eating this food, people will become Gotta be strong…”

"This is also available in Jibei."

Old man Yang Xuanyang nodded.

"Every time the prairie people invade, if we can kill some bandits, we will scatter their ashes into the ground. Although we don't know whether it is the ashes, but the crops will indeed grow better..."

"But the question is, where will we find the enemy now?"

Du Chengfeng started scratching his head again. He had wiped out almost all the bandits and road bandits nearby, and the new bandits hadn't appeared yet, so it was hard to say who to kill.

What's more, the words of the grassland bandits...

"Look what I'm doing!"

Seeing everyone's eyes subconsciously glance at him, he who was no longer wearing armor became anxious when he was exposed.

"I have surrendered for so long, can I still be considered an enemy? This makes no sense, this really makes no sense."

"No, actually we don't need enemies."

Saying this, the two gatekeepers waved their hands, and then carefully took out a small bag.

"It's okay to use it."

"This is……"

Looking at the looming powder in his pocket, Du Chengfeng was stunned.

He always felt that these powders were inexplicably familiar.

"This is Master Ruan's ashes."

The two doormen put the bags on the table respectfully.

"Oh! It's him!"

Du Chengfeng suddenly realized.

It turned out to be his cheap teacher, no wonder he looked so familiar.According to the words of the two gatekeepers, it is not necessary to scatter the enemy's ashes to be effective. The blessing of heroic souls can also make the grain harvest abundant - if the grain harvest can be abundant, the tea tree will naturally be abundant.

What's more, they have no other options at the moment. What else can they do if they don't try?

So after a moment of discussion, Ruan Shantao's ashes were scattered on the village's only hope.

"It can definitely be done, it can definitely be done."

When Du Chengfeng returned to his home, he had never believed so much. You must know that it was Ruan Shantao's ashes. The old man was very capable. If the blessing of the heroic soul can make the grain harvest abundant, then Ruan Shantao can be regarded as one of the best. That's great. The effect of such a heroic person's ashes must be much better than that of some prairie bandit, right?
Facts have proven that it will indeed be better.

Even a little too good.

"This……"

The next morning, everyone who was going to take care of the tea saplings was speechless for a long time when they looked at the vigorously growing tea tree in front of them.

I just didn't look at it overnight, but the tea sapling had already fully grown.

"This... smells good. I'll have some first."

Saying this, Liu Bolun couldn't help but pinch some tea leaves.

Such an act that was contrary to human ethics was naturally stopped by everyone, but facing the tea tree that had grown overnight, everyone still didn't know what to say.

Everything that appeared in front of them was too contrary to common sense. You must know that tea, like crops, is harvested in seasons. No matter how you say it, there is no reason to grow overnight - but after remembering that it was Ruan Shantao's ashes , and they were not sure. After all, Old Ruan's status in everyone's minds was too high.

"Maybe... this is the old man's blessing?"

After thinking for a long time, everyone could only use this method to explain it. Even the smartest Liu Bolun could not think of another reason.

Only Du Chengfeng thought of it.

"It's not the old man's blessing, or rather, it's more than that."

Gently touching the tea tree in front of him, touching the reality in front of him, Du Chengfeng took a deep breath.

A strong will is enough to change reality.

For the first time, he deeply understood what this sentence meant.

No matter how exaggerated or ridiculous the thing is, no matter how absurd the abstraction is, as long as it gives people a reason to believe it, as long as people are willing to believe it is reality, then it will definitely become a reality - just like the tea tree in front of you. When everyone felt that the best effect would be obtained by scattering Old Man Ruan's ashes under the tea tree, the tea tree really turned into its best condition overnight.

Ignoring common sense and even reality, growing a green seedling into a perfect tea tree overnight is comparable to the legendary magic.

But in this idealistic world that has seen ghosts, this actually exists.

This is the power of believing.

"All your wishes come true..."

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but start scratching his head.

Judging from the information he knew, whether they are Chu people, Yu people, or Yin people, since many people have already recognized the fact that "this world is very idealistic", then why are everyone still more inclined to accumulate evil energy to kill people? Instead of using it for this?
"I always feel like this is the real way to make all your wishes come true..."

Du Chengfeng became increasingly confused. Why had he never seen anyone use this method to improve productivity?Is it because you don’t want to?
But right away, he realized that this method was actually not that easy to operate.

With this idea in mind, Du Chengfeng tried several more times, such as asking everyone to think about salt wells underground, or simply oil coming out of the ground - but unfortunately, these attempts failed. It was obvious that the reality was not that good. changed.

It is extremely difficult to make everyone's ideas firm, and it is even more difficult to unify these different firm ideas. At present, Wangyou Village can achieve this effect purely because of An accident, the number of people was relatively small, and everyone had a deep impression of Old Ruan, this created a miracle that cannot be replicated.

But is it really impossible to reproduce?

"You mean Master Ruan's ashes?"

Seeing Du Chengfeng coming to the door, the two gatekeepers sighed.

"It doesn't matter. Master Ruan himself said before his death that if he dies, his ashes will be scattered in the fields. He will become a part of Yanzhou City and will be with that land forever... Of course, now Yanzhou City has already It’s gone, so we brought him out and now he is being used in a place like Wangyou Township. I think Master Ruan will be happy if he knows about it... What? You’re not here to ask about this? You just want to ask how many ashes are left?"

Having said this, the two gatekeepers simply turned around and went in, then came out carrying a few sacks.

"These are all, there are still some inside."

Du Chengfeng was immediately overjoyed.

This may be the most generous legacy Ruan Shantao left to everyone. Although the old man was turned into a huge monster by the evil spirit at the end of his life, it was precisely because of this that the old man burned so many ashes - two A mountain guard burned the old man on the mountain for several days before he was done burning it. The most important luggage for these two people along the way was the old man's ashes.

And now, just as the two gatekeepers said, the old man's ashes are used in Wangyou Village, which is indeed a good use.

Du Chengfeng, who had received the memory of the Yin people, already knew how to organize the ceremony to make everyone believe it, not to mention that he also held in his hand the thing that everyone trusted most-that is, the ashes of Old Man Ruan, so under the protection of Old Man Ruan, Wangyou The village soon had its own mines, products, tools, and even its own oil field.

"Thank you Master Ruan for the gift."

While saying this, Du Chengfeng raised Ruan Shantao's ashes and scattered them in the wind.

With the recent change of season, many people have caught colds, but I believe that with Master Ruan's blessing, everyone will get better soon.

Du Chengfeng finally realized personally that this idealistic world that had seen ghosts seemed to have its own unique features.

If there is any problem, it is that Master Ruan's gifts are too much. Because everyone trusts Ruan Shantao too much, the production of all materials in the entire Wangyou Township has far exceeded everyone's needs. ——Although this seems to be a good thing, if the villagers cannot digest it themselves, a large amount of daily necessities will pile up like a mountain, and they will just rot there, smelling loud and taking up space.

“Always have to deal with it.”

Du Chengfeng started to have a headache again. Having too many things was not a good thing.

As a result, the caravan, which had not worked for a long time, took action again.

Only this time it's not buying, but selling.

"The price doesn't matter, as long as the thing can be thrown away."

This is Du Chengfeng's only request for the caravan.

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(End of this chapter)