At the same time, I also heard that these chickens, ducks, chickens and eggs are all to be sold into the city and then bought food.

And their own food is not enough to the government.
Yu said that since there is not enough to eat, I simply won’t plant it.
However, for ordinary people, if they can live, they will not and dare not go against the government.
However, just eating food can’t match the heavy labor and wealth of the field. Fortunately, from time to time, some people carry meat and steamed buns in the village and can eat some oil and water.
If you say they know what meat they are eating, they naturally know.
But now this rice meat is cheaper than the cheapest pork and dog meat. If you want to live, you have to eat it naturally.
Lingqing see stupefied heart mixed feelings for a long time.
Is there really a demon in this world to be called a demon?
Or is the whole world just an evil field now?
And is the reincarnation of the red beard dragon and the gathering of evil spirits really saving the world?
Do you really care about this world’s morality?
Or should we just stop it like a furnace flame with a washing and killing like them?
Chapter six hundred and twelve Jin Hu indignant.
Lingqing didn’t make false assertions on the spur of the moment, but went to Mengzhou with these questions.
Little did he know that this evil star came into the world with a magic spirit and really shouldn’t be dead now.
Otherwise, if you can’t eliminate the evil spirit, you will slay the evil stars.
That’s not doing merit, but it’s going to make a big splash.
He came from the south, but the cross slope is in the northwest of Mengzhou City.
Therefore, he was not in a hurry to see the famous rice meat bag farm, but went to find Nashen first.
The father who was kind to me was in charge of the camp in Mengzhou prison city. When he fought against his father, everyone was commensurate with the "small tube camp"
It’s not bad in Mengzhou city
Now, in the early twenties, not long ago, a happy forest was built outside the East Gate of Mengzhou, with 100 large guesthouses and 30 or 20 gambling houses.
However, when a passer-by prostitute arrives at him, he must first come to see him and get his permission before he can make a living here.
It’s quite happy to get three or two hundred taels of silver flowers every month.
Ling Qing met him in the happy forest. Look at his white face. He is three beards and six feet tall. He is only in his early twenties.
Therefore, it should be just now that the gold market is in full swing.