Summit Farmer

"Peter, how will this money be exchanged?" Alvin Brown’s main concern was that the villagers wouldn’t be able to exchange the herbal medicines they had dug up for money.

Peter Brown chuckled, "I came prepared. The money is all in the bag. I’ll give it to my grandfather later. Ben Taylor and the others will count it, and my grandfather can pay the money."

With a smile on his face, Alvin Brown said, "Okay, I’ll help you with this." Coming to this point, he sighed and said, "Peter, you are offering a high price. If each family digs up an herb, they can earn 100 dollars. This can solve a lot of problems for them. Since you can afford it, I won’t ask you to lower the money."

"That’s how the price is set. Let everyone increase their income as well," Peter responded, unconcerned. He now was extremely needful of these herbs for refining Elixirs, which was effective for his cultivation improvement.

"Peter, I haven’t misjudged you. What a charitable act!"

With that said, Alvin Brown announced, "I’ll have people start leveling the land right away so that it’s as large as possible so that you can cultivate herbs."

Although this was a project that required venturing deep into the mountains, Alvin Brown was in high spirits and urged Peter to descend from the mountains.

Once they reached the foot of the mountains, Alvin immediately struck the ancient copper bell hanging from the village tree.

Soon, many villagers arrived in groups of twos and threes.

Alvin jumped onto a large rock and called out loudly to the people, "The village cadres should gather here first. We need to discuss something."

"Village Chief, what’s the matter?" A middle-aged man wearing a cloak asked with a smile.