This small village had over three hundred mu of land and employed more than forty households. The land was fertile, but the people were not very stable in their hearts.,In a bedroom of the main building, Fang Xing woke up. He struggled to move his stiff limbs and looked at the ancient and fragrant room with fear.,The original owner here, despite having beef and soup every day for three years, even occasionally with ginseng soup, finally followed his father today. This has made things cheaper for Fang Xing who came from the port of New York.。