Li Banfeng walked around his territory, seeing that Zhang Wanlong had already built up a village, with farmlands stretching across a three-mile radius and rows of farmhouses.
Planting so many crops was reasonable, but what was the point of building so many farmhouses? Weren't just he and Root living there?
Li Banfeng entered the plot of land and walked on the country road, observing many farmers working in the fields and chatting by the roadside.
A man was chopping wood in his yard, and a woman, presumably his wife, was rinsing rice next to him.
Li Banfeng activated the Hundred Flavors Delicate Skill and sniffed around the entrance of the courtyard.
The couple emitted a spicy and sweet aroma; they were a pair of radishes.
An old man approached, driving an ox cart filled with potatoes that gave off that distinctive earthy smell.
They brushed past each other, and the old man smiled at Li Banfeng, his scent indistinguishable from that of his ox and potatoes.
