My imagination has come true

The third prince stood blankly in the yard, doubting life like a wooden stake.

Xiniu, Sun Mei, Xia He and the others were already chattering to cheer Miao Cao'er up.

Xia He wrapped his arms around Mu Qingyun and lowered his voice: "Little lady, there is a big labor gap in our village now. Our newly opened fields need someone to cultivate them. Please tell us about the chicken farms, duck farms, and textile farms we opened." Factories also need people...absorbing the population of a few more villages will only have advantages and no disadvantages."

Mu Qingyun laughed.

In the past, Xia He and the others always felt that they were too kind-hearted and did not want to see others suffer. The newly built village accommodated too many refugees and villagers, which would probably cost a lot of money, but now they have been able to instinctively expand their territory and absorb the population.

Xia He looked at Sun Mei and others and sighed.

She is really not showing her sympathy indiscriminately. In fact, the village is not in short supply of ordinary laborers. What is lacking are people like Wang Yingjie, Xiniu, and Sun Mei who have been trained since childhood, have flexible minds, and have studied hard.

Only your own people know what the fairy wants their territory to become.

With a canopy and photos, it only takes a year and a half, or even a few months, for them to have a group of talents who have received their own education. The younger they are, the faster they can accept new knowledge.

Anyway, there is someone above their little lady, and no matter how fearful the emperor and the adults in the court are, they dare not say anything. If they don't quickly expand their territory and develop their power at this time, what are they waiting for?

When there are people who benefit from them all over the government and the public, it means that the gods in the sky are too lazy to pay attention to the human world. They can be their own backers long ago, so naturally they don't have to worry about anything.

Mu Qingyun himself is quite motivated to expand his territory.

She had been nervous and at a loss every time she had done those scripts before, but this time it was different. She seemed to be instinctively more calm and relaxed.

Ever since her various data tended to push past her physical limits, wonderful changes had taken place in her mind and body.

When her spirit just broke through, her body would often feel uncomfortable. Now that her physical fitness has barely caught up, her reaction is even greater. In her eyes, the world is like an egg with the outermost shell broken off. She can see something more clearly. something essential.

Just like at this moment, standing in the small farmhouse, all she saw was Mrs. Zheng's family, but her feelings were infinitely larger.

She can feel the surging air between heaven and earth, and the invisible breath flowing between people.

Mrs. Zheng was like a frightened old bald dog, her heart seemed to be full of fear, wariness, and despair.

Her little grandson was just a little confused and angry. His heart was empty and there was nothing. Mu Qingyun knew that he was not afraid.

In this child's inner world, the women in this family are not considered human beings, even the grandmother and grandfather who have always loved him and taken care of him are the same.

Miao Caoer and her daughter Huanhuan were held in her arms. Her heart was empty, but it seemed that something was about to take root and sprout and break out of the ground.

Mu Qingyun lowered her eyes and looked at the system interface. In recent times, every time she looked at the system, she had a particularly strong sense of familiarity. Moreover, everyone in the script gave her a very familiar feeling, and the emotions from others' hearts When it was projected onto her, she felt as if she had eaten a big bowl of ice cream in the middle of summer, feeling refreshed all over, and there seemed to be shadows of hidden memories flashing in the depths of her mind. She suspected that she might really have memories of her past life.

"This script is getting more and more interesting."

Mu Qingyun smiled, and Xia He just happened to bring Li Zheng over. She gave her a wink, and Xia He understood. In a few words, he finalized the general contract between the village and the 'Immortal Residence'.

Whether it is cooperation or merging, and what method of cooperation will be discussed in detail later.

Moreover, the situation of the people in the village is also different. Not everyone is willing to abide by the rules of the 'Immortal Residence'. Xia He feels that his wife also intends to strive for excellence, and not everyone is willing to accept it.

As for the waves of refugees who came over, according to the little lady, they still provided the most basic humanitarian relief. Those rogue people were quickly and naturally eliminated.

Like Xiniu's father, everyone is shouting and beating him now, and his life is very difficult.

Mu Qingyun sat in the village, drank a cup of sweet tea cooked with mountain spring water, and ate a meal of not-so-authentic farm food.

This village is quite poor. In fact, even around the capital, most villages are quite poor. The farm food is wild vegetable porridge. If there are more than a dozen grains of rice in a bowl of porridge, it is considered to be well eaten.

Only strong laborers can eat half-dry meals, and only during festivals and festivals, they can eat better. Maybe some meat residue, oily water, and various vegetables. Naturally, it is impossible to serve farm food like this to Mu Qingyun.

Mu Qingyun likes the environment of green mountains and beautiful waters, and he also wants to give face to Miao Cao'er who dares to stand up and seek a way out for his daughter, so he happily eats a bowl of rice here without causing any embarrassment to the villagers.

Xia He personally cooked a fish, 70% of which was white flour, and 30% of which was mixed noodles. He kneaded it into a nest and pasted it on the fish soup. He also picked up a few eggs and cooked them, then rolled them in the fish soup. This was considered a meal. A rather rustic farmhouse dish.

After dinner, Mu Qingyun took people back to his villa.

She was a little tired after being outside for such a long time. After leaving the capital, she saw all the mountains, rivers and rivers. In fact, the scenery near the capital was better.

She was studying in modern times. People said that there was no industry in ancient times, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, fresh air, and beautiful scenery. This was certainly not unreasonable at all. But in such an era, Mu Qingyun discovered that the facts were not all as everyone imagined. That way.

Naturally, there are green mountains and clear waters, but in this era, people have to burn firewood to make fires for cooking, boiling water and heating. Firewood is needed everywhere. The planting speed of trees on the mountains cannot keep up with the speed of felling, so most people gather there. The mountains here are mostly gray, which makes people feel weird when they look at them.

Mu Qingyun walked around, and his addiction to sightseeing and sightseeing was almost enough. It was more interesting to teach students, build new villages, and play real-life infrastructure games.

By the way, she didn't have much interest in games before. In these years, apart from studying, she has been experiencing dungeons, exploring ruins with Mr. Qiao, analyzing historical documents, and playing a few games with her roommates. Have you finished playing with your classmates? It feels interesting.

But the real version is quite different. The sense of accomplishment that comes from watching one's 'territory' get better little by little, and the numb expressions of the people fade away, becoming more lively and lively, is fascinating.

There are thousands of human desires, and the desire to control is obviously one of the strongest desires - the world changes with one's own thoughts, and every word and deed of oneself has a profound impact. Probably no one can refuse it.