To Accelerate the Ripening of Evil Spirits, Start with Thirty Kilograms of Tax Grains

Three days ago, Lingtian Superintendent Liu Yuan came through the fog and issued a death order: "If you don't pay thirty catties in three days, you will have to pay with your life." The Xuansha death energy that farmers in the fields avoid, in Wang Ye's eyes, is the top fertilizer. Inside the jade pendant with a missing corner in the palm of the hand, ten acres of black evil soil hides a poisonous tongue Pixiu: "Boy, the evil spirit on that castrated dog is much more fragrant than the insects! Suck it here, I will ripen the May rice in three days!" While others struggled for five months to harvest, Wang Ye had relied on swallowing evil to accelerate ripening and planted forty kilograms of dragon blood rice in half a month. After paying the tax and grain, the remaining ten kilograms were collected directly from the refugees and signed the first land deed. Looking at Liu Yuan's pale leather boots, Wang Ye bowed and handed over the grain bag with a warm smile: "Sir, one tael for thirty pounds is a lot." Starting from thirty kilograms of taxed grain, he used evil spirits as fertilizer, grew grain and raised troops, and established the Xuanlong Dynasty. Sooner or later, these nine continents would be surnamed Wang.