Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2065 Magical Wood

Ring ring ring

The alarm clock on the bedside rang, breaking the morning tranquility.

Then a jade arm stretched out from the quilt, and then pressed down, and the sound stopped instantly.

Ran Qiuye then retracted his arms into the quilt and looked outside. There was a circle of white patterns at the lower edge of the window.

Since November, the weather has been getting colder.

It's not even December yet, but it's already freezing.

Yesterday, the sky was gloomy and it felt like the weather was going to change, but fortunately it didn't snow when people were busy during the day.

This was brewing all night and finally came to fruition.

It is very difficult to walk outside in such weather, and no one likes this kind of weather.

"Get some more sleep."

Yang Xiaotao's voice came, and then he continued to hug her and sleep.

"Wake up, it's snowing, and it's a bit cold in the house."

Ran Qiuye pushed away the hand that Yang Xiaotao extended to her.

They are an old couple and have three children, but they are still shameless when they are together.

Just like now, on such a cold night, who doesn’t sleep with clothes on?

But they.
It’s all my fault for not holding on!
However, the two of them were warm together!

"Snowing?"

Seeing that he could not succeed, Yang Xiaotao opened his eyes and began to feast his eyes.

Ran Qiuye didn't mind. She sat up from the quilt and started to put on her clothes.

"It looks very cold this year, and it's only the beginning of the twelfth lunar month."

Yang Xiaotao yawned, "If it's cold, prepare more coal. I'll talk to Uncle Dashan later. This year will be the same as last year."

"Well, buy more coal, otherwise there won't be enough."

Ran Qiuye was also speaking on the side.

"By the way, how about the greenhouse in the village?"

"It's good. The herbs inside have already left the shed."

"By the way, the village specially built two new sheds before winter. The chives planted in them are probably ready to be eaten now!"

After hearing this, Yang Xiaotao thought about the medicinal herbs.

Because of the hail in the northwest, the yield of medicinal herbs decreased, so there was no choice but to plant medicinal herbs again in the Yangjiazhuang greenhouse.

Fortunately, the demand for oral liquid is decreasing nowadays, and the inventory plus the one in the greenhouse should be enough for the pharmaceutical factory to last until next year.

Yang Xiaotao estimated that based on the current epidemic situation, it would take at least until the year after next to return to normal.

In other words, pharmaceutical companies are still making profits in the next two years.

As for the future, it’s hard to say.

Of course, this disease is not something that can be cured overnight.

What's more, the health products launched by pharmaceutical companies have become popular and are expected to reach a peak in sales next year. What happens after that will depend on the international market conditions.

Of course, profitable behavior of pharmaceutical companies can be ensured within the next three years.

It can earn a lot of foreign exchange for the country.

As for the future, it depends on the Biochemical Research Institute.

If we proceed quickly, perhaps we can produce results within two years, and the pharmaceutical factory will take off!

Although thinking about this in his mind, Yang Xiaotao did not delay getting up.

On the other side, Ran Qiuye had already put on her clothes.

Over the years, Yang Xiaotao has exchanged a lot of thermal underwear from the system.

Adults, children and the elderly all wore a lot of them.

Anyway, I wear it inside and no one else knows.

Besides, this thing does exist.

It's just hard to get.

After putting on his clothes and folding his quilt, Yang Xiaotao went outside to boil water.

In the yard, Wangcai's family was taking a nap in their nest. Snowflakes were floating around them and falling continuously, leaving a layer of white spots on the ground.

"If it's this cold, the ground must be frozen!"

As Yang Xiaotao was talking, Ran Qiuye responded with a broom in hand, "It's a little early this year!"

Yang Xiaotao reached out to catch the falling snowflakes and nodded.

“It’s almost six or seven years, it’s getting a bit cold!”

Ran Qiuye didn't understand the meaning of Yang Xiaotao's words. She just thought that Yang Xiaotao meant that the weather would get cooler.

After clearing the snow at the door, Ran Qiuye went back to the house to cook.

Yang Xiaotao looked up at the sun in the sky.

Who would have thought that the blazing red sun would sometimes be covered by dark clouds!

I returned to the house, took out the lazy little ones from bed, and had them put on their clothes with sleepy eyes.

Duanwu pouted and kept asking what day it was today.

Why Monday and not Sunday...

What responded to him was a father's heavy love.

After breakfast, Yang Xiaotao drove the three Duanwu brothers to the nursery.

Ran Qiuye took Miaomiao to the countryside.

Yang Xiaotao wanted to send them off, after all, the road was difficult to travel in this weather.

Ran Qiuye shook her head and told Yang Xiaotao not to worry.

Besides, Cuiping and Yan Fugui are on the road together, so there is nothing to worry about.

Yang Xiaotao had no choice but to listen to Ran Qiuye!

After dropping off the three brothers Duanwu, Yang Xiaotao did not go directly to the machinery factory, but went to the sawmill instead.

Yesterday Zhou Shenghong sent a message saying that the agarwood he was looking for had been found and asked him to come and get it at any time.

Yang Xiaotao thought that the sooner it was made, the sooner it could be delivered.

As for what to do, Yang Xiaotao also had an idea in his mind.

Just make a small gourd, because Alfat was listening to the Calabash Brothers all the time while lying on the hospital bed.

The car stopped at the sawmill and the security guard at the gate immediately ran back to report.

Before Yang Xiaotao could go in, Zhou Shenghong ran out, "Boss Yang, why are you here alone?"

Yang Xiaotao asked doubtfully, "What's wrong? I can't carry it by myself?" "That's not the case. I found a lot of good materials this time. In addition to agarwood, there is also a piece of golden nanmu, a piece of walnut, and a piece of lightning-struck wood!"

Yang Xiaotao asked in surprise as he walked, "Where the hell did you get all these things?"

"Lightning-struck wood, you didn't destroy a temple, did you?"

Zhou Shenghong nodded after hearing this. "You know what, this was really taken down from the temple. But we didn't do it!"

After hearing this, Yang Xiaotao stopped and then continued walking forward.

Some things are enough to just be known, there is no need to delve into them.

As they were talking, the two came to a row of bungalows, which was the office area of ​​the sawmill.

As for why there is no office building, Zhou Shenghong didn't want to explain.

"Boss Yang, this way!"

After entering the factory director's office, Zhou Shenghong opened a small door inside and walked in first.

Suddenly, there was a smell of wood in the room.

Yang Xiaotao looked around and saw that the room was only about ten square meters, but it was filled with dozens of pieces of wood neatly arranged.

Some are big, some are small, some are long, some are short, and there are some unfamiliar woods.

"Boss Yang, this is agarwood!"

Zhou Shenghong brought over a piece of wood the size of a washbasin, and as soon as he got close to it, he could smell a faint fragrance.

Yang Xiaotao took it and found it was quite heavy.

"This piece of material is a bit old, but the fragrance is still there. Go back and grind off the outer layer and use the inner part..."

Zhou Shenghong said, picking up a palm-sized black wood block, "Boss Yang, this is the lightning-struck wood!"

As he said this, he was about to hand it to Yang Xiaotao.

At this moment, Xiaowei, who was sleeping on her chest because it was cold and there was no sun, was like a cat that smelled fish, and she wanted to run out of her pocket immediately.

Feeling that something was wrong, Yang Xiaotao immediately covered his chest with his hands.

"Master, I feel a strong life energy."

"Master, it's this piece of wood!"

Xiaowei's voice appeared in his mind. Fortunately, this guy knew that there were outsiders around and didn't say it out loud.

"Life energy?"

Yang Xiaotao immediately looked at the wood in front of him that was as black as coal.

"Yes, there are a lot of life forces in here."

"Master, I want it, I want it!"

Ran Qiuye's coquettish voice almost made Yang Xiaotao drop the agarwood in his hand.

"Do not talk!"

After scolding himself in his heart, Yang Xiaotao took the black wood calmly.

Lightning strikes wood!
Instantly, I felt a warmth in the palm of my hand, and the texture of the outer layer of the wood smoothed out. I thought it was flat, but I didn't expect it to have layers.

The key is that it is very hard.

"Boss Yang, this lightning-struck wood should be a piece of pine wood."

"After being struck by lightning, the electricity ignited inside and then burned rapidly."

"This piece should be connected to the tree roots. I don't know why it didn't burn through and became this lightning-struck wood!"

Zhou Shenghong talked freely and seemed to know a lot about the matter.

Yang Xiaotao could hear Xiaowei's constant whooshing sounds in his mind, but he didn't dare to speak due to the authority of his master, Yang Xiaotao.

"Boss Yang, this thing is said to be able to ward off evil spirits."

"Although we don't believe it, it's better to be prepared."

"So evil?"

Yang Xiaotao weighed the black wood and asked in disbelief. Zhou Shenghong nodded immediately, "Boss Yang, don't disbelieve me. Some things passed down by our ancestors do make sense!"

"Like this piece of wood, why didn't other trees get struck by lightning? Why did this one get struck by lightning?"

"There's a reason for that!"

"Let me tell you, this is because the trees are going to become spirits and have to go through a tribulation. If they can get through it, it will be extraordinary..."

Zhou Shenghong spitted as he spoke, and it felt like he was telling a fantasy story.

But Yang Xiaotao just happened to have a mysterious product in his chest, and it was still shouting at this moment!
Yang Xiaotao is also very interested in these things about gods and ghosts.

It’s just like when I was a kid, squatting next to my grandma on a rainy day and listening to stories.

As a result, Zhou Shenghong became more and more excited as he spoke. Yang Xiaotao was playing with the lightning-struck wood in his hand, shaking it twice very smoothly.

I don’t know if it’s hard or not!

"So, this is the tree becoming a spirit and failing to survive the catastrophe?"

"And then it became this dark wood?"

"Yes, yes, I guess this should be the heart of the pine tree..."

"You know a lot, you know a lot!"

Hearing Yang Xiaotao's joke, Zhou Shenghong smiled proudly, "I heard this from the elders!"

"But I won't tell anyone else!"

Yang Xiaotao raised his eyebrows after hearing this, "It seems that I am not an ordinary person!"

"Of course, you are not an ordinary person. You are the Wenquxing in the sky, so amazing!"

"I am still the Star Lord of Wude!"

Zhou Shenghong immediately said, "Yes, yes, you are a man of both civil and military talents. You have both the literary star and the martial star."

Yang Xiaotao picked up the two pieces of wood, and then looked around again, "Stop talking nonsense, help me pull the cart up!"

"Okay, I'm ready!"

As he spoke, Zhou Shenghong took out a large sack from the corner and started filling it from the beginning.

Yang Xiaotao didn't know what kind of wood it was, but he thought the two pieces he had were a good deal, and he could keep the others as they might be useful in the future.

The two men collected two large sacks and then carried them to the car.

"Boss Yang, it's fine if you want to do it yourself. If you want to find a master, I know one."

"This lightning-struck wood, the lightning patterns inside cannot be destroyed..."

Before leaving, Zhou Shenghong continued to give some instructions, and Yang Xiaotao listened to them, then pulled out a Star Rifle from the back seat and threw it directly over.

"Take it home and smoke it slowly. I'm going to the machinery factory first! I'll find you if I need anything."

"Okay, please slow down, the road is not easy to walk on!"

"It's okay, let's go!"

After saying that, Yang Xiaotao drove away from the sawmill in a cloud of snow.