"Oh, Lin Xi's wasteland You plan to till it there" The old man instantly knew the visitor's identity and was well-informed about the policies for settling refugees.,“Why aren’t you expensive A hundred catties for just three coins, and once winter arrives, they will sell for five coins.” The old man sighed: “Don’t think my bricks are expensive either; my family only earns a hard-earned living.”,At ten o'clock in the morning, Yan Lao Er and Qi Si came back.。