Jiang Feng left Andu City and then flew almost dozens of miles in the direction Cheng Xiayan pointed for him before.

This place is already a farmland. Looking around, there are thousands of hectares of fertile land.

Moreover, the ones planted here are all the fine millet you have seen before.

Of course, according to what Cheng Xiayan introduced to herself, generally speaking, people with cultivation will not do such rough work. They are all responsible for supervising and managing tenants in this place.

The tenants in this place are generally inferior or inferior.

Of course, these low-class people or low-class people are only compared to those from large families. Compared with the villagers in the Ganshui Village in Fengboshan, they are also considered people with status.

Although An Chun told his son before that the tenants outside were exploited very badly. This is indeed the norm, but in the year of disaster, the big families will appropriately reduce the rent of these tenants, and sometimes even subsidize them.

In order to allow these tenants to survive the disaster year. After all... If these tenants really die, who will farm for them in the future?

From this point of view, their lives are relatively stable.

As long as you work hard, you don’t have to worry about starving to death.

Seeing that he had arrived at the place, Jiang Feng fell from the sky.

There is a very large manor in front of me. It is said to be a manor, but it actually has no exterior walls. It is full of houses that others live in, but this house is built around a large square.

This big square should be a threshing ground for harvesting and drying grain.

It is already evening now, and the tenants in the manor basically return from the farmland. At this time, it should be time to eat.

Jiang Feng could see that everyone was walking towards a huge room behind the threshing farm. I think that was the canteen where everyone gathered to eat.

Jiang Feng followed into the canteen, but he looked surprised.

He never expected that there were so many people in this canteen. After a rough count, it was almost tens of thousands.

Everyone wore similar clothes, all of them were coarse cloth. They all looked hard-working, with no figure and haggard colors.

It is obvious that this kind of repeated life year after year has made people here numb.

At this time, everyone was queuing up in this room and then receiving their own food for the day. Jiang Feng looked at it and found that the food these people ate was also the simplest coarse grains.

They are all some squid millet that have no shelling. These squid millet have little spiritual energy. The most important thing is that the foods these people eat are without vegetables, and there are only those squid millet that have not been processed, so it is very difficult to swallow.

Jiang Feng sighed secretly.

He didn't expect that the food of these farmers was so far away. It seemed that the purpose of these people's meals was to maintain the simplest physiological needs and not to starve to death.

As for pursuing a refined life... there is no need to think about it.

So... although it is stable, he will definitely not want to live such a life that cannot see the end or hope at a glance.

Otherwise, the people in Shenshui Village would rather choose to face a life of stagnation than choose such a life that is so numb that they make themselves desperate.
Chapter completed!