My son, how could you be Lü Bu?!

Chapter 10 Studies Agriculture

"Thank you, elder brother."

"Most of the monthly fees collected yesterday were left to me."

Walking through the city, a group of swords-wielding wanderers roamed around, searching for their next target.

Cheng Lian followed closely behind his elder brother Lü, thanking him in a low voice.

After yesterday's events, Lü Bu was slightly agitated.

He waved his hand.

"We're all in cahoots, what nonsense are you spouting?"

"Have you found a renowned doctor for your widowed sister-in-law's illness yet?"

"If we don't have enough money, let's go find Song Xian again today and beat him into submission. He has many thugs under his command, and he collects a lot of money each month."

"That's enough!" Cheng Lian quickly shook his head.

"Thank you very much, Brother Lü."

Hearing Cheng Lian's refusal.

Lu Bu's agitation grew stronger.

Upon seeing Lü Bu's expression, Cheng Lian subconsciously held his breath.

I don't know why.

My brother Lü's temper has been getting increasingly volatile these past few days. He's quick to want to hit people.

while walking.

Lu Bu suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Cao Xing to the side, and frowned slightly.

"no."

"Do you guys know where Song Xian is? I still want to beat him up."

"He was lucky yesterday; he managed to escape!"

Cao Xing had wanted to agree as soon as he heard Lü Bu suggest that Song Xian should be beaten, but he didn't say anything when he saw Cheng Lian shake his head.

Seeing his own brother Lü bring it up again.

Cao Xing's eyes lit up immediately, and he spoke up before Cheng Lian could.

"I know about sex!"

"I sent my accomplice to stake out Song Xian yesterday!"

"After being beaten yesterday, Song Xian secretly took his companions and hid in a makeshift shed where refugees lived."

Although they were both wandering knights who frequented the south of the city, Cao Xing had always looked down on Song Xian, thinking that although Song Xian was brave and skilled in martial arts, he was hypocritical.

Who knows when they might betray someone? Cao Xing didn't want to entrust his back to such a person.

Cao Xing learned that Song Xian was somewhere.

Lu Bu's face lit up with joy.

"Walk!"

That's all.

Lu Bu then drew his sword and led this group of idle wandering knights in a grand procession toward the makeshift shed that Cao Xing had mentioned.

.......

Southwest of the city.

In a makeshift shack where refugees live.

Carrying a long sword and dressed as a wandering knight, Shen Pei, despite having long since removed the seal from his waist, still looked out of place among the filthy, struggling refugees around him, despite his noble birth.

It attracted the attention of passersby, who couldn't help but glance at it.

Shen Pei seemed oblivious to everyone's gaze. He simply glanced around, locked onto his target, and strode off in one direction.

Song Xian, who had discovered Shen Pei's appearance early on and had hidden himself, still held a sliver of hope. But now, seeing Shen Pei running straight towards him...

His face was full of bitterness. He got up and ran away in another direction.

only...

Before he could even take a step...

Suddenly, a figure with a sword appeared before him.

"finally found you!"

"You, Song Xian, are so famous that everyone in the neighborhood knows you with just a little inquiry."

"It doesn't seem to be that person surnamed Lü. I asked around for a long time, but no one knows him. I don't know where he came from."

Looking at Song Xian before him, Shen Pei smiled broadly.

He asked out of curiosity.

"Do you know who the boy who hit you yesterday was? Where can I find him?"

You're not here to arrest me?

Are you looking for Cao Xing and his group?

Song Xian was slightly taken aback, but then he realized what was happening and was overjoyed. Even though he didn't know Lü Bu, he quickly replied.

"I know! I know!"

"I know the person you're talking about, young master. I'll take you to find him right now..."

Song Xian hadn't finished speaking.

The edge of the makeshift shed.

Suddenly, a large group of wandering knights carrying guns and clubs appeared, causing the refugees to scatter.

A somewhat familiar voice rang out at just the right moment.

"Brother Lü."

"This is it! Song Xian should be hiding inside!"

Lu Bu's voice rang out: "Let's go in and take a look."

I could hear the sound.

Shen Pei's eyes lit up, and he immediately turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound came, just in time to meet the gaze of Lü Bu, who was striding inward.

Shen Pei's smile grew even wider.

As Lü Bu walked further in, he saw Song Xian, and also this unfamiliar wandering knight whom he had met just yesterday.

Lu Bu suddenly froze.

.......

As dusk fell, I grew drowsy.

Today, those scoundrels from the Wang family surprisingly refrained from causing trouble at the Lü family's residence.

Lu Ping, who had returned home early from his day off, hid his harvest for the day and then squatted down in the abandoned fields near the village, carrying a hoe from the yard.

He planned to study the farming techniques or agricultural systems of the late Han Dynasty to see if there were any improvements. After all, he was a doctoral student in agriculture in his previous life, so he still had some knowledge of it.

If the world descends into chaos in the future, and I am able to carve out my own territory, then I can vigorously promote my own development and stockpile provisions.

Thinking this, Lü Ping slowly got up, picked up his hoe, and began to wander around the fields. Although the fields near the village had been abandoned for a time due to the previous Xianbei invasion, they could still be glimpsed from them.

"What kind of soil is this?"

"The slightly better fields are chestnut-colored soil, while those further south are mostly saline soil?"

"Chestnut soil is alright, it just doesn't retain water very well, but... saline soil is a bit outrageous. How can you grow crops in this kind of land?"

"Wasn't the alternating field method invented in the Western Han Dynasty? Why is this place still using the flat-plowing, low-ridge farming method?"

"This is so outdated!!"

Walked around.

Lu Ping's brows furrowed more and more as he walked.

As he walked, he would occasionally bend down and pick up some clods of dirt, placing them in the lining of his clothes.

It was getting later and later.

As they approached Jiuyuan City, the figure of a robust young man gradually came into view.

Lu Bu has returned.

Lu Ping glanced up briefly, then looked away, frowning as he looked down at the soil in his hand.

"Father."

Approaching Lü Ping's side, Lü Bu squatted down and hesitated before speaking.

"What if... I mean, what if... I got into a fight with one of the officials in the prefecture today?"

"What?" Lu Ping doubted his ears, and his tone even changed.

"What did you just say? Who were you fighting with?"

For some reason, Lu Bu, who was usually reckless outside, was like a mouse seeing a cat when facing his own father, always feeling a kind of inexplicable fear. He whispered.

"That man claimed to be from Wei Commandery, and his name was something like Shen Pei. He seemed to be an official in the commandery. I had previously seen him wearing an official seal on his waist that only county magistrates and others could wear."

"He said he used to hang out with wandering knights back in Wei County, and he was exceptionally good at fighting. He wants to have a match with me..."

Approval?!

That Shen Pei, whose lord is in the north and who cannot allow me to die facing south?!

How could he be in a godforsaken place like Wuyuan?

Upon hearing this name, Lü Ping's eyelids twitched instantly!

Seeing the change in his father's expression, Lü Bu quickly began to explain.

"However, Father, don't worry."

"That Shen Pei couldn't beat me. I held back, and with just a few punches, I knocked him unconscious!"

"I don't think he's quite the capable fighter yet!"

Upon hearing this...

Lu Ping took a deep breath, looked up at his rather arrogant eldest son.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

He fell silent for some reason.