interstellar first farmer

The land turned over by Kaili and the others was repaired in one day, because the soil was too dry, even if the seeds were planted, they would not germinate. Mu Ziyu had someone water the ground first, and after three days, the ground became wet. It was Mu Ziyu who asked someone to turn the ground into deep ridges.

The so-called deep plowing is to use the soil on both sides to form a long slope with a height of [-] centimeters, and all radishes are planted on this slope.The planting method in the illustrated book is mentioned, which is conducive to drainage and dehumidification, and can also increase soil air permeability, which can ensure high-quality and high-yield radishes.

After discussing with Uncle Mike, Mu Ziyu first signed a one-month contract with the other party, and the salary was paid daily.Their current job is farming, raising long-eared animals, and feeding chickens.These jobs don't require them to rush back and forth in wind and rain, and they are all very satisfied.

The radishes were planted in no time, and all that was left was to wait for germination.

At night, Bo Yan stood at the window, and he could see several large cargo aircraft flying out of the battleship from a distance. He reminded Mu Ziyu, "Some cargo is only shipped out at night. The actions of this group of people are too suspicious."

Mu Ziyu took a shower, brushed his hair, walked over to have a look, closed the window helplessly, and told Uncle Yan: "They say they are rich businessmen, and they are rich businessmen. What they do is their business, and we have nothing to do with it."

Uncle Yan was worried, "I am worried that you will be cheated."

Mu Ziyu smiled, and asked back: "What can I be deceived by them? The poor here only have land. If it weren't for them, I might have to go out to sell flowers at night."

He paused, and said earnestly: "Uncle Yan, I can understand my life. When faced with a choice, I am more decisive than ordinary people. Whether it is to accept or give up, because I always know what I want. , I also know what I don't want.

Therefore, when I make up my mind to do something, no one can control me, even if I lose my life.In the same way, since I chose to do business with them, I never thought about turning back. "After he finished speaking, he patted Yan Bo's shoulder, looked at the other's gray hair, and said with a light smile: "Uncle Yan, I have grown up, you can worry less in the future, I have me at home. "

Yan Bo's eye circles were red, and he choked out a sentence tremblingly: "...my poor young master!" Being forced by these debts, he became so reliable so early, isn't this ripening?A good child is tortured like this!

Mu Ziyu: "..."

Mu Ziyu said a phone call that made Yan Bo "moved to tears", and also showed that he had really "grown up", that he would not be overwhelmed by any difficulties, and would not change any decisions, so he erected his great image fiercely After that, I lay in bed and slept all night, but couldn't get up the next day.

high fever!

The hidden dangers left in his body finally broke out after two months of hard work. The next day, when Yan Bo touched Mu Ziyu's hot forehead, he panicked.

Ever since Earl Mu passed away, the string in Mu Ziyu's heart has been tense. No matter eating, sleeping, or dealing with people, he always pushes himself to the best state.Even sleeping is like a battle. You must sleep well so that you can be energetic the next day. There are too many things waiting for him to deal with in the Mu family. He can't fall, and he won't.Even if the Mu family is heavily in debt and can't even keep the ancestral house, he still has to look indifferent and tell outsiders that he is here, and the Mu family is there.

After two months of stretching like this, Mu Ziyu also breathed a sigh of relief seeing that the farm was on track and started to develop according to the plan.His body was originally weak, but now he fell ill and burned until he was almost unconscious.

Yan Bo hurriedly contacted the doctor who had treated Mu Ziyu before, and a middle-aged man in his 40s answered the third ring. After seeing Yan Bo, he frowned impatiently. If he was woken up early, he would not be in a good mood, not to mention the person in front of him he didn't want to see.

Uncle Yan, however, couldn't care less about it anymore, his hand holding the communicator trembled a little, "Doctor Hu, my young master has a high fever again, can you..."

"Steward Yan," the other party interrupted Uncle Yan impatiently, without any hint of politeness, "You should know my rules, I only make medical visits for the nobles." The implication is that your young master is no longer a nobleman, and he wants to see a doctor. do it yourself.

Yan Bo clenched his fists tightly, his eye circles were red with anger, but in this form, he had to bow his head, "Doctor Hu, you know my young master's body is like a normal person when he is fine, and when he is sick, he will have a high fever. , he can't stand the torment now. Can you look at our friendship for more than ten years, and see that when our master is alive, he will also..."

"Steward Yan," the other party said impatiently, "It's not that I don't help you, it's that I can't."

Yan Bo was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"One, I can't break my many years of rules for you. Two, your young master is born with a bad physique, has been bitten by insects and beasts, and has been poisoned. I can make him live like a normal person for so many years." I have tried my best, don't blame me for speaking badly, to be honest, if I can't find that kind of antibody, the residual poison in his body will never be cleared, and he may not live to be 60 years old."

Uncle Yan felt a buzzing in his head and almost fainted.

Seeing him like this, Dr. Hu also sighed, "Looking at our friendship for so many years, let me remind you that you have to think about who you have offended." After saying this, Dr. Hu hung up the phone directly , Yan Bo listened to the sound of Didi hanging up, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Uncle Yan," as soon as Mu Ziyu opened his eyes, he saw Yan Bo's hunched back, his straight waist before, suddenly changed to this at this moment, coupled with this gray hair, it was particularly distressing.He tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth, and comforted: "It's okay, you can pour me some water, I still have the medicine from before. It's understandable that he didn't want to come, we are in debt now, and we offended someone before, he It's normal to have concerns." Every time Mu Ziyu said a word, he felt that his breath was so hot that he wanted to burn himself.

Yan Bo wiped his red eye circles, poured water for Mu Ziyu, and scolded: "Scum! He is trying to force us to death! At the beginning, the master didn't agree to his mother's marriage request because he didn't like his character. , this inhuman scum!"

Mu Ziyu smiled wryly, "Although the Malcolm family is a third-class noble, there is still a grandfather who supports him in the military behind him. We have lost face to him, and now we are not blatantly throwing stones at him."

After drinking the bitter medicine, Mu Ziyu lay down and looked at the bottle of the medicine, feeling more bitter in his heart than in his mouth.He knew that this potion was at the cost of overdrawing his life and activating the potential repair ability in his body to make him better.If used for a long time, life will be reduced.Fortunately, he has a wood-type supernatural power and has the ability to regenerate. He uses supernatural powers to heal his body every night, and he can't even improve his level, so he can barely make up for the side effects caused by this medicine.Otherwise, as Dr. Hu said, he would not live to be 60 years old.

I don't know why this body is so weak. His body should be congenitally deficient. His parents didn't leave any information, so he couldn't guess his life experience.Coupled with the poisoning, the only way to detoxify is to find the kind of insect that bit him before, extract the serum, and then create an antidote.It's a pity that he checked countless information, but couldn't find that kind of worm.

Mu Ziyu sighed, he could only comfort himself, let's work hard every day.

At noon, the medicine finally took effect, and Mu Ziyu's fever subsided, and he sat on the bed with his pillow, looking out the window lazily.

Today's sky is so blue, it's actually a bit empty, and it's so clean that it makes people feel lonely.

At this time, a deep voice came out of the window with a smile, "I heard that you are sick, and your housekeeper seems to be a little hostile to me, so I have to come here to watch you secretly." The figure flashed, and suddenly jumped onto the window sill. He didn't come in, and sat there directly, one of his two long legs was outside, the other was bent, stepping on the window sill, blinking frivolously at Mu Ziyu, the corners of his mouth His smile looked a little sinister.

Mu Ziyu was amused, and suddenly felt that the blue sky became alive because of the appearance of this person, and he was not so lonely. He couldn't help but joked: "You are too open and above board."

Verdi spread his hands, "Many people say that I am bold."

Mu Ziyu nodded, "Climbing the window is also very slippery, I am on the second floor."

Verdi turned around and looked at Mu Ziyu raising his heroic eyebrows, "In fairy tales, this is how the prince climbed up the princess's window and snatched the princess away."

Mu Ziyu laughed, that's the dragon, okay?

Verdi took out a food box and pushed it lightly. The food box seemed to be lifted by the air. There seemed to be a hand in the air. The lunch box fell steadily to the table next to Mu Ziyu.There was a soft light in his eyes, and his voice was very gentle, but the words he said could not be refused, "Open it, eat it."

Mu Ziyu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously listened to the other party's words and opened the food box, a fresh fragrance came to his face.A small bowl of golden thin noodles, poured with clear soup, with a few scattered oil stars on it, just like Mu Ziyu's favorite clear soup noodles, sprinkled with a few shallot leaves, finely chopped, but not much.

Mu Ziyu looked at a pair of chopsticks and a spoon in the small box of the food box, and looked at Verdi with some uncertainty, "This is..."

Verdy smiled at him, "Your lunch."

Mu Ziyu had no appetite at first, but when he saw this bowl of noodles, he felt a little empty in his stomach for no reason.

I don't know what ingredients are added to this bowl of noodles. It has a faint medicinal fragrance. The noodles are soft but chewy. I prepared spoons for him, and everything was done in Mu Ziyu's heart.

Verdi was sitting on the window sill, watching Mu Ziyu eat one bite at a time with tender eyes, watching him put down the chopsticks, the tenderness in his eyes narrowed, "Why did you suddenly get sick?"

"Last night, after taking a bath, the wind blows again. I have a cold. Now I have taken the medicine." After eating this bowl of noodles, Mu Ziyu felt much better and relaxed. He smiled and said: "Thank you."

Verdi didn't care much and said: "If you give it to you, you can continue, because I am happy."

Saying this domineering sentence now really broke his previous gentle and elegant personality, but Mu Ziyu didn't find it annoying, it seemed that this person was born to be like this, and Mu Ziyu always felt that his usual gentleness was against harmony.It seems that this person wears many masks on his face, and when facing him, he takes out the one that is most acceptable to him.The nature of this person is probably what it is now.

Just as Mu Ziyu was distracted, he felt someone touch his forehead. Verdi, who was originally sitting on the window sill, somehow sat beside his bed.This familiar movement startled Mu Ziyu.

The author has something to say: Verdi: "Why didn't you tell me there is something wrong with your body?!" (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Mu Ziyu: "Because we don't know each other well." ┑(￣Д￣)┍

Black Meow: Mr. Verdi ran away from home because of anger, and fell into the ant hole on the dog leash. In order to make the story develop, he changed the attack himself!

A second later, Mr. Verdi was pissed off!