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The old people spoke one after another. When they saw Ye Mo scattering smoke, they were very polite and had a good impression of him, and they all dissuaded Ye Mo not to come to a poor place like Qingshui Village.

"There is no escape from reality. I just took a vacation, so I wanted to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to stay for a while." Ye Mo said with a smile.

"I see!"

Hearing this, the old people stopped talking.

"Although our Qingshui Village is poor, the scenery is really good and the air is good. It is all of them. People live here and can live long! There are seven or eight centenarians in our village!" An old man who smoked a dry tobacco was full of pride:

"Young man, you came to our Qingshui Village for vacation and found the right place! Renting a house, right? I remember that there seem to be a few empty houses in Wang Laosan's family, I will take you to ask!"

"Wang Laosan has some prestige in our village. He is the production team leader, so it is reliable to find him."

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The old man from Drying Tobacco took Ye Mo to an outside a two-story cement bungalow in Qingshui Village. The one who appeared in front of Ye Mo was a dark-skinned, muscular and short-sized man, about forty years old, was hoeing the ground with a hoe.

"He is our production team leader Captain Wang." The old man Hanyan introduced and then told Ye Mo's purpose.

"Rent a house? OK, there is a house in our house that is empty, you can go and have a look!"

Wang Laosan carried a hoe and took Ye Mo to a dirt house.

"There are two houses in total, which happens to be the ones you two live in. If the rent is counted as 500 yuan per month?" Wang Laosan laughed.

Five hundred yuan is enough to share a small single room in a small county town. It is a bit expensive to place in a place like Qingshui Village.

But Ye Mo didn't care and nodded: "Yes."

Wang Laosan was stunned. He was still waiting for the other party to bargain. He didn't expect it to be so good. Someone had rented a house in Qingshui Village before, and the price was 200 yuan per month.

"It turns out that I am from the city, I am rich!" Wang Laosan touched his chin: "Although my house is a little older, I still have to pay the deposit. For rent, do you pay one month or one month per month?"

"March, give the money."

Ye Mo waved his hand, and Bao Le immediately opened his suitcase, which was stuffed with red banknotes!

Before coming, Ye Mo was worried about using cash, so he simply went out a million from the card and put it in his bag.

Seeing so much cash in the bag, Wang Laosan was stunned, his whole body shook, his eyes shiny, and he swallowed. He had never seen so much money in his life.

Bao Le took out two thousand dollars from the pile of banknotes and handed it to Wang Laosan:

"This is two thousand yuan, rent plus deposit, you count it."

"good......"

Wang Laosan took the banknotes tremblingly, still staring at the stacks of banknotes in his bag. After a few seconds, he came to his senses. He touched his tongue with his fingers and began to count the money.

After confirming a lot, he left with a hoe. When he walked to the door, he looked at Ye Mo's travel bag again, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ye Mo walked into the house and the things inside were very simple, with two empty beds and no quilts.

Ye Mo doesn't care. He is an immortal cultivator and basically practices at night. He is not afraid of the cold and does not need a quilt.

As for toiletries, they are all in the travel bag.

After a simple cleaning, Ye Mo went straight to the yard, found a stone to sit cross-legged, and started practicing.

The most urgent task is to restore cultivation.

Bao Le sat beside Ye Mo. He used the Rejuvenation Dao, and his cultivation was extremely deficient and needed to recover.
Chapter completed!