Planar Trash

Gu Zian recently took the Jiuzhuan Huiyang Liquid given to him by Cheng Jingchilian, and his physical condition has changed significantly. At least when he wakes up in the morning, the little brother can stand upright from time to time. Although the time is still short, it is nothing compared to before. Gu Zian was very satisfied with the movement and movement, and most importantly, after taking the medicine, he didn't feel any aftereffects, but his mental outlook gradually improved, and his body was no longer as weak, cold and sore as before.

The Jiuzhuan Huiyang liquid he got last time was sent to a biological research institute in Kyoto for research by his uncle. The result of the feedback is that most of the liquid medicine is Chinese herbal medicine that nourishes yin and kidney and regulates the body. The purity is very high and the ingredients are very high. It is complex, there are dozens of kinds, and the most important thing is that those Chinese herbal medicines are all extracted by pure natural methods, without destroying the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials at all, and the pharmacological utilization rate is as high as 99 per thousand. Infinite loop.

This is simply a miracle in medicine. Such a formula is difficult even for their laboratory to prepare. All kinds of modern methods will more or less affect the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials themselves.

For this reason, the person in charge of the laboratory once inquired about the researcher of Jiuzhuan Huiyangye, but his uncle is a fine person, so he fiddled with it.

From being a real eunuch who can only watch but not eat to finally being able to stand up, Gu Zian has rekindled hope in life, his attitude towards life is different, and he has become extraordinarily positive and full of sunshine.

Just like what his uncle said, the little brother can stand up, so can it be far behind?

"Young Master Gu." Cheng Jingchi didn't expect that he just casually posted a few words in Moments, but he didn't expect that even a pampered young master like Gu Zian would come to join him.

Cheng Jingchi looked around her not-so-small strawberry garden, and always felt that there seemed to be not enough strawberries in the strawberry garden.

"The strawberries in your house look... very delicate, hahahaha." Gu Zian originally wanted to praise the strawberries in the garden, but the strawberries in Cheng Jingchi's house seemed relatively small, so he had to change his mouth abruptly.

Although Gu Zian really wanted to please Cheng Jingchi, the appearance of the strawberries in Cheng Jingchi's house was really far worse than the high-quality strawberries on the market, which made it hard for him to speak nonsense against his conscience.

But let’s keep it small, who said only big fruits are delicious?

Don't we all pay attention to concentration now?

Maybe Jingchi's strawberries are small in size, but they taste really good?

Among the people present, there were not a few people who had the same idea as Gu Zian. Compared with picking fruits, more people gathered together to meet new friends.

Chatting and connecting feelings, only women and children really pick strawberries with a basket seriously.

Gu Zian didn't know these people well, and he felt bored standing there alone, and refused to lower his status to talk to people, so he simply went down to pick strawberries.

He reached out and picked one, washed it casually with the mineral water he brought with him, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it twice, then his eyes almost fell out.Good, delicious!

Unlike the appearance, the taste is surprisingly good!

It is full of moisture and tastes very sweet. It is not the sweetness of cyclamate that makes people feel greasy, but the natural fleshy fragrance. When it is eaten into the mouth, the mouth is full of saliva, and the whole mouth is full of the sweet and sour taste of the fruit taste

Gu Zian picked another one, and it still tasted just as good.

He rolled his eyes, and without making a sound, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the driver's number.

"Uncle Jiang, hurry up and get some baskets, hurry up, we're going to pick all the strawberries in the field today."

After Gu Zian made the phone call, he looked around furtively, and his eyes met Ye Chi who was just as sneaky as him not far away.

The two smiled at each other tacitly, then bowed at the same time, and continued to be diligent little strawberry pickers.

They don't have much competition, just a few women with children so far.

A little loli in a pink bubble dress ran towards the young father holding a bright red strawberry in her hand.

"Dad, strawberries are delicious, so sweet."

The young father did not forget to do business even during the holidays. He was in the middle of chatting, rubbed his daughter's bun perfunctorily, and said, "Okay, dad is busy now, you and mom will eat first."

The little girl bounced back and ran back: "Mom, Dad doesn't want to eat now, let's pick some more and bring them home for Dad to eat."

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When Gu Zian heard this, he sped up his movements even more.

He had to take a little more while these people didn't react.

So there was such a strange scene in the strawberry field.

The men gathered to socialize and chat, and Gu Zian was picking strawberries.

The women bumped into each other, showing off their husbands, their houses, their cars, and their children, and Gu Zian was picking strawberries.

Mrs. Xiaozheng watched the pretty little loli flirt, while Gu Zian was still picking strawberries with her butt pouted.

When the driver really came over with two large baskets of picking millet, Gu Zian had already picked a large piece by himself.

"This strawberry is not big, so it's not tasty. There are also strawberries in my hometown, which are much more beautiful and delicious. If you like it, I will take you back to my hometown to pick the same one next time." The driver saw the small size Strawberries, I didn’t take it seriously at first. There are many big, sweet and beautiful strawberries on the market. The ones in Cheng Jingchi’s garden are really inconspicuous just by looking at them.

Gu Zian glanced around, smiled, and motioned him to eat one.

The driver didn't think so, but after he tasted one himself, his eyes lit up immediately, and without saying a word, he silently followed Gu Zian to pick strawberries with his butt pouted.

After others finally realized the difference between the seemingly inconspicuous strawberries in the garden, they tried to pick them again, only to find that almost all the ripe strawberries in the garden had been picked.

Two guys in shirts were lifting a large basket to the car with their own hands.

Also, when did two pickup trucks park on the side of the road?It was obvious that all the parked cars were all kinds of family cars!

It was treacherous.

Looking again, there was an acquaintance among the two treacherous people, and everyone immediately pointed their fingers at him in unison.

"Ye Chi, don't run away! You've picked all the strawberries, what shall we eat? Come out quickly, and you won't be afraid of choking if you eat alone."

Ye Chi's reaction was to turn around and run, get in the car, close the door, start the car, the car ran forward with exhaust fumes, leaving only a dusty buttock for people to admire.

Ye Chi ran away, and everyone turned their attention to Gu Zian again.

Although I don't know each other, but no matter who it is, let's talk about strawberries.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Gu Zian, like Ye Chi, got into the car and closed the door, started the car and drove off, leaving a bunch of people standing there eating dirt.

Everyone: "..."

After the strawberries were picked, everyone ate something casually in the town and then dispersed.

Cheng Jingchi looked at the two transfer messages on the phone, one was from Ye Chi, 4 yuan, and the other was 5 yuan from Gu Zian.

He did the math, Ye Chi picked about 400 catties, Gu Zian picked more than 100 catties and less than [-] catties, so the unit price they offered was almost [-] yuan per catty.

However, the strawberries in his family were transplanted from Qiankunzhu. Although the aura in the seedlings has been fed back to the earth, but the taste is there, it is something that has been stained with aura. It is understandable that it is more expensive than ordinary fruits on the market.

It feels really good to be friends with local tyrants!

In fact, his desire for money is not as strong as before. Compared with wealth, he is more interested in cultivation and refining talismans.

Especially refining medicine, you can make a lot of money by refining any kind of useful pill.

Cheng Jingchi transferred 5 yuan to Grandpa Qiao's account. After all, he has lived in the urban area for a long time, and Grandpa Qiao almost takes care of the medicine fields and orchards. Although he hired mountain people as helpers, Grandpa Qiao is still the technical guide.

Grandpa Qiao came back after seeing the patient in the afternoon.

The old man had been busy for a long time without taking a breath. He was energetic and not tired at all. His hair, which was mostly gray, had now turned green. He looked at least ten years younger.

Many people in the town thought that Grandpa Qiao had special black hair skills, so they kept asking him, but Grandpa Qiao stared back at him coldly.

"Have you finished picking the strawberries?" Grandpa Joe asked him. A few days ago, he found that many strawberries were almost ripe, and many of them were stung by bees and insects, and many of them were damaged. If they were not picked, they would rot.

"The ripe ones are almost picked." Cheng Jingchi said, "I made a little money today."

There are many varieties of orchards in his family, but they don't grow much of each kind, and the output is not large, so they don't really worry about sales.

Grandpa raised his wrist to check the time and asked, "Have you two eaten yet?"

"Lunch or dinner?"

"It's all counted." Grandpa Qiao said angrily.

"Oh, just eat something for lunch." Cheng Jingchi sighed.

It's not good to be able to see the world with spiritual power. I'm completely stuck at home. I used to eat out occasionally, but now I almost eat at home.

From a relatively nerdy nerd to a dead nerd.

Grandpa Qiao also sighed, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Grandpa will make it for you."

Cheng Jingchi couldn't help but want to laugh. If my uncle was here, he might be scolded by Grandpa Qiao, so the grown-ups wouldn't even be able to cook a meal, but if the grandson were replaced, the treatment would be completely different.

No matter what time it is, no matter if it is meal time or not, as long as Cheng Jingchi says that he is not full, Grandpa Qiao washes his hands properly and makes soup, making sure that his grandson is full.

Having eaten and drank enough, Li Zhan was about to leave for Jingcheng to go back to work, but he saw Qiao Baishu coming back from outside in a hurry, with a worried expression on his face.

"Uncle, what's the matter?" Cheng Jingchi asked, "Could it be something happened at the factory?"

Qiao Baishu seemed to have just realized Cheng Jingchi's presence, forced a smile, and said, "Have you come late? Everything in the factory is going well, and the potion you sent over is very useful, just filling the gap left by the medicine residue. A lot of orders have been received, and the factory has already started production.”

"Oh." Cheng Jingchi looked at him suspiciously.

It's not about the factory, so why is his face so solemn?

"Ji's family called just now, saying that Ah Wu's cousin was injured on a mission, and he is no longer able to survive. The capital asked him to go back to see his cousin for the last time."

"Ah? What about Brother Wu?" Cheng Jingchi immediately became nervous.

Ever since Brother Wu took his uncle back to Ji's house during the New Year, the relationship between Ji Xingwu and Ji's family has become somewhat relaxed. The specific manifestation is that Ji Qiao's family has been in contact with each other more frequently since then.

Ji's family will bring some new things here from time to time, and Qiao Baishu and Ji Xingwu will also bring some good things to Kyoto.

Now the two families are really a bit like visiting relatives, you come and I go back and forth.

Among the younger generation of the Ji family, Ji Xingwu is the second child who neither his father nor his mother love. There is Ji Xingxian, a big cousin who is in politics, and Ji Xinglan, who has experienced in the army.

When Qiao Baishu said that his cousin was injured on a mission, he must be referring to Ji Xinglan who joined the army.

"Awu is over there at the factory and is about to take a plane back. I'll pack up some things."

Qiao Baishu said and went back to her room, came out of the room after a while, and went to the pharmacy again.

Cheng Jingchi knew that he was supposed to pack up some life-saving medicinal materials. Cheng Jingchi went to the yard and opened the trunk of the car, pretending to find something in it. in wooden box.

Ginseng is better if you want to hang your life.

When Qiao Baishu came out of the pharmacy, Cheng Jingchi handed him the wooden box and said, "Bring this, it might be useful."

It's a pity that the time is too tight, otherwise, the effect of refining two ginseng spirits would be better.

Qiao Baishu didn't even look at it, he stuffed the wooden box into his bag and strode out.

Grandpa Qiao chased him out, and said: "Remember to call back if you need anything."

"Understood." Qiao Baishu replied, and he had already left the yard.