At night, Jiang Feng returned to the Ganshui Village again with a full load of harvest.

While looking for medicinal herbs, Jiang Feng also hunted some wild beasts and brought them to the village, which was considered as some reward for everyone in the village.

Because of Jiang Feng's help, the quality of life in the village has also increased sharply these days.

In addition to leaving some offerings, almost every household has a lot of meat.

These meats are stored for emergency use in the years of famine or when the harvest is not good.

Because of Jiang Feng's generosity, now when the people in the village see Jiang Feng, they are respectful and polite from the bottom of their hearts.

After Jiang Feng returned to the room, he took out the Hundred Herbs Bible and studied it carefully.

Before, he wasted many years of time because of his slackness and complacency. In the end, he learned the lesson that he was almost exterminated by the clan! Therefore, Jiang Feng now cherishes this opportunity for rebirth.

He also seizes all the time to learn and improve himself.

Jiang Feng, who was full of urgency before, came back again.

Just when Jiang Feng was about to be fascinated by reading books, the sound of the Duan family father and son vaguely heard outside.

"Father, you haven't been in good health for a long time. You'd better raise more before going out? The entrustment in the village is enough now. Why are you still working so hard? If you get hurt again..."

This is Duan Wenxing's voice.

Duan Anchun smiled and said, "Silly child, although it is enough for the current offerings with Mr. Jiang's help. But... Mr. Jiang will leave sooner or later. We can't count on Mr. Jiang to help us all our lives, right?"

"If a person has no long-term contemplation, he will have immediate worries. We cannot throw away the abilities we should have! Do you understand? Besides, the great immortals of Guanshui have also made requirements for the intervals of worship. Before, one offering a year, but now we are asking for two offerings a year, so we still cannot relax our requirements for ourselves."

"Otherwise... the Great Immortal of Ganshui doesn't care about us, and we really can't survive!"

Duan Wenxing said with some displeasure: "Dad, the immortal Ginseng Shui is so greedy! He has to use a lot of food from us every year. Now it's even more excessive, it takes twice a year..."

"If you want me to tell me, let's leave here. Even if you go to that city and become a farmer, can you still not survive with our ability?"

"Haha, you guys are pretty daring to say it, but it's a pity... there are so many things you don't understand!" Duan Anchun sighed, "Being a farmer is as simple as you think! Do you know, as a farmer, how much does it have to be given annual harvest?"

"70%! More than 70% of the harvest will be taken away. And... I have to rely on others for the rest of my life, and I can't fight back if I can't! Xiaoxing, there are so many things that my father has never told you before!"

"You have to know that the most difficult thing to deal with in this world is not the wild beasts that take human lives, but the hearts of people who kill people without blood!"

The conversation between the father and son was silent for a while.

After a while, Duan Anchun continued, "Child, you have to know that we are used to wild in this mountain. In terms of intrigue, we are far from being matched by those outside. If we really go out... we will be swallowed up so much that our bones are gone!"

"But here? That is, when you hand in the offerings, you will be more tired and hard. But as long as you hand in the offerings, will the great immortals in the water feel sad for us? No!"

Duan Wenxing couldn't help but sigh.

When Jiang Feng heard this, he shook his head gently.

The law of the strong is the prey of the weak. No matter where it is placed, it is a universal and unchanging truth.
Chapter completed!