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What does the chaotic society rely on? Is it just relying on fighting and killing? There must be a strategy. People with simple minds and well-developed limbs are destined not to go far on their road. Of course, Boss Xiao is not a simple character. This is not easy to reflect in the chess game, and when they rarely meet opponents, the old men in their original yard are all defeated by him.

But there are people out there, and there are people outside the world. The reason why Lao Chang has been able to stand in the army for so many years is that his righteousness is definitely not enough. When he started to take one step and three steps, Boss Xiao didn't know where he was. Fighting with people on the street, this is the gap.

Boss Xiao lost. Not only did he not win a pack of cigarettes, but he also got a casserole of chicken feet.

"General!" Lao Chang pushed a small pawn under his finger to the front, completely sealing off the retreat of Boss Xiao's handsome one.

"Crack." Boss Xiao put the two chess pieces in his hand on the table, stood up without saying a word, went into the room, brought out the chicken feet that had just been stewed enough from the pot, and put them on the chess table , willing to gamble and admit defeat, there is nothing to say.

"Old Xiao, don't be in a hurry, I'll treat you to a chicken foot." Looking at the back of Boss Xiao entering the room, Lao Chang laughed loudly.

"..." Boss Xiao didn't turn his head.

"This old boy, why can't you afford to lose?" Old Chang lifted the lid of the casserole, not afraid of being hot, reached out and grabbed a chicken foot from inside, put it in his mouth and took a bite, chew it and spit it out Two thin bones came out: "Not bad! I just said that it smells good! Oh, it would be even better if I could have a little wine."

"Old Xiao has a lot of good wine hidden in his house." Several other old men in the yard also came over to eat chicken feet from his casserole.

"His wine? Then we have to wait until the Year of the Monkey?" Lao Chang shook his head.

"It's not about wine. There are more than one good wines in his family. You know that Luo Meng in Niuwangzhuang, it's him... ahem, half son, all the good things brought to him all year round. It’s too much, their goji berry wine, that color, that smell, tsk tsk.”

"Godberry wine? What's so strange about that?" Lao Chang still didn't think so.

"Tell you that you still don't believe me. What if we haven't seen the bumpkins in the market? Okay, when the old man comes back in two days, let him talk to you carefully. If you want to talk about food, the old man Definitely better than you."

It's cold in winter, and the old man of the Ma family is getting old. People in the family don't trust him to stay in the blacksmith shop. He was picked up early at the end of last year. It hasn't been sent to him yet this year, and it will probably be soon. Two days ago, the old man called the old guy at the blacksmith shop and said that he would leave in a few days.

"Don't talk about wolfberry wine, just their loquat wine, tsk tsk."

"Does Lao Xiao still have it in his hand?"

"Yes, last time it was so easy to coax him to open a jar, didn't he drink half of it and then forced him to take him home?"

"That's right, there's at least half a jar left."

"Oh, old man, don't be too pessimistic. This place has beautiful mountains and rivers. If you live here, you will live for another ten or eight years."

"Hey." Old Chang smiled, raised the hand holding the chicken feet, pointed to old man Qi who was about to remove the lid of the casserole and said, "Everyone is only allowed to eat one."

"mean!"

"Stingy like that!"

"I'll trade you pigeon eggs."

"What do I want so many pigeon eggs for? I won a lot better today."

"..."

The yard here is bustling, and Boss Xiao over there came back to the house without a sound. The smell of chicken feet was still wafting in the air. He scratched his head and said to Aunt Ayun with some embarrassment: "There are no chicken feet today." Eat it, and I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

Aunt Ayun smiled at him, turned around and took out a plate from the cabinet. There were five chicken feet on the plate, not many, just enough for each of their family to eat one: "Who said there are no chicken feet to eat today?"

"Hey!!!" Boss Xiao was overjoyed, and suddenly remembered something after bouncing around, and asked in a low voice, "When did you hide it secretly?"

"Just now when it looked like you were going to lose chess." Aunt Ayun first grabbed a chicken paw and handed it to Boss Xiao, and then she took another one and gnawed on it.

"You can still understand how to play chess?" Boss Xiao asked her.

"I'm almost killed as a bare-handed commander, what else can't I understand?" Aunt Ayun said with a smile.

"Let him be proud today, and I'll bring back more delicious food tomorrow, so that old guy will die of hunger." Boss Xiao gnawed on a chicken foot that Auntie Ayun secretly hid, and couldn't help but jump up again.

The next day Boss Xiao went to help Luo Meng and the others kill chickens again, but this day he was only busy until noon, so he went back with the family's meals and a few pairs of chicken feet. It was not so easy to get food out of his hands.

But Lao Chang didn't really miss him. Mr. Bai also searched a lot of good things from his apprentice's divination room and gave them to him.Moreover, as long as you often open your mouth to buy anything in Niuwangzhuang, there is nothing you can’t buy. Lao Zhou has already explained to the long-term workers under his hand, and made a special for this old man. As long as he comes, he can do whatever he wants At that time, sell him everything you want to buy.

Chicken spirits are hard to find. Several days have passed. From the high enthusiasm at the beginning to the step-by-step approach later, everyone can't help but feel a little discouraged.The chicken soup is selling very well, especially some customers who are close to their place and can arrive within a day or two, and they grab it every morning.

It's not that Luo Meng has never thought of using the spiritual spring water for the old man, but he also knows in his heart that his own spiritual spring can give vitality to all things to a large extent, and the effect on crops and plants is especially obvious, but it itself, It does not have any medicinal properties.

As the saying goes, medicine has three parts of poison. People use stones to treat diseases, which is a way to fight poison with poison. Any disease must be treated with the right medicine. In this world, it is impossible for a pill that can cure all diseases to exist. It is also impossible to do this one eye of Lingquan.

But just like the crops in the field, the seedlings grow strong, and correspondingly, the threat of diseases and insect pests to them will be reduced to a certain extent. I often live in a blacksmith shop and raise them for a few days with good food and drink. My mental state is also better than when I first came here.

The old man is in good spirits, and he also raised a few pairs of pigeons like others, and partnered with Lao Qi and the other lonely old men, changing the pattern every day to prepare and eat, and his life was very enjoyable.

Apart from killing chickens every day, Luo Meng can't let go of other things. The plan for a year lies in spring. He has planted so many flowers, plants and fruit trees on the mountain. If he wants to have a good harvest this year, he must keep up with the fertilizer and water at this time. superior.

Especially the piece of Damascus rose, which was airlifted back from abroad with a lot of money, and after being planted on the mountain, it was arranged to be taken care of by a special person. It basically survived, but some of the flower seedlings did not grow very vigorously, probably because of too much difference in water, soil and climate. big relationship.

When the roses are in bloom, Romon plans to arrange a special warehouse in the courtyard to extract essential oils and flower water. The extracted products do not need to be exported or registered trademarks to create a brand to enter the market. He is going to be in the form of agricultural products. After simple packaging, they will be sold in their own online stores and supermarkets in the town.

There is also the thorn rose he planted in large quantities on Niubei Peak last year. This is only considered to refine essential oils for export. The price given by Mario is very good. Niuwangzhuang brings a lot of income.

And for this thorn rose, if you just pick the petals in spring, leaving the receptacle and stamens, they will still bear fruit as usual in autumn, and then there will be more thorn roses to pick.

But if he wants to pick these flowers and fruits back and turn them into real money, the current manpower of the old Zhou family is obviously not enough. He has to continue to find a way to get labor from Niuwangzhuang, and it must be cheap labor. Otherwise, how can he guarantee that he will make a steady profit without losing money?

This morning, after Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin killed the chicken for a long time, they handed over the packaging and delivery of the remaining chicken soup to other people. They went to the loquat forest to shake honey. Basically, the flowering period has passed, and small fluffy fruits have been produced. Recently, Luo Meng and the others are slowly moving the beehives in the loquat forest to the mountain.

Those thorn roses on the mountain grow more anxiously, and now they have started to bud sporadically. They put the beehives in place earlier, so as to save them from being overwhelmed when they can. There are also a lot of wild flowers, so don't worry that the bees will not find food.

"Moo..." Erlang and several other buffaloes were eating tender grass not far away. These buffaloes were the first batch of semi-big bulls selected to work at the foot of the mountain after Erlang, and now they are all grown up. They are quite strong, and carrying two beehives up the mountain is child's play for them.

"Sister, we're going up the mountain this afternoon, and we won't be back so soon, you can help me pick up the monkey boy later." Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin shook the last box of honey for the day, took out his phone and checked the time , and called Luo Hongfeng without any hassle.

"Okay, don't worry." Luo Hongfeng answered readily from the other end of the phone.

In the afternoon, besides placing beehives and feeding the monkeys, they had other tasks.Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin drove the cattle on the mountain path. These buffaloes grew up on this mountain when they were young. Now that they have revisited the old place, they are naturally familiar with the way. The beehives flexibly shuttle among the weeds and shrubs without seeming strenuous at all.

"Stop, stop, put two beehives here."

"Moo..." The herd of cows stopped when they heard Romon's yell, and flicked their tails on the spot in boredom, looking for some tender grass nearby and slowly chewing.

Romon searched for a suitable place to place the beehives on the spot, Xiao Shulin looked around, and walked to a highland not far away.

"How is it?" After a while, when Romon had placed the two beehives, patted the bull that was no longer carrying weight, and let it go down the mountain by itself, Xiao Shulin also came back.

"The signal is okay. The soil is too loose and there are no big rocks. It may be prone to accidents in heavy rain." Xiao Shulin said.

"That won't work, let's see again."

The two of them talked, and drove the cattle to the deep mountains again.

The big rose and the little rose in the family are about to bloom, but the flower-pickers have not been found yet. Of course, Lao Zhou has to find a way.This time his idea is not very new, it is similar to before, which is to build two stilted buildings like a resort in his own mountain, to seduce those city people who yearn for mountain life or want to change their mood to come to him Here to do white work.

"This place is too far down the mountain, and it will be laborious to pull the wires and network cables. I think it's better to choose a place closer to Shangshui Village." Romon thought while walking.

"You want to pull the network cable too?" Xiao Shulin waved the hatchet, and chopped off a few wild thorns on the side of the road. After a while, when the thorn roses around here are in bloom, people will pass by this road almost every day. Well, these thorns are nothing in his eyes, but to those urbanites, they might become obstacles in the way.

"Della, how many young people can survive without the internet?" Romon laughed.

"That's right." Xiao Shulin smiled, said nothing more, and opened the way ahead with a hatchet.

Looking at the tall and straight back of the man in front of him, Lao Zhou couldn't help being happy in his heart, this man belongs to him, look at the slender neck, the tall and straight back, the strong waist, the tight buttocks, and the With those long legs...

"Let's go down the mountain later today." Xiao Shulin in front of him suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Romon and said, his eyes were full of dark waves, and Romon felt his heart tighten when he saw it. Suppressed to blaze up...

"Okay." Romon pushed him onto the tree trunk next to him, and then he jumped on it.

"Hmm..." Lips and tongues intersected, and the two people who had already known each other's bodies tried their best to ignite each other's bodies. For a moment, heavy panting and the sound of lustful water flooded the hillside unobstructed drift away...

"Pfft!" Erlang snorted, and slowly led the other young bulls to the small hill beside him. He often went up the mountain with Romon and the others, and he was used to the behavior of these two bulls regardless of season or location. Now, if I have to say anything dissatisfied, it probably won't be able to catch up with the tomato distribution time at the cowshed tonight.

"Moo..."

At the foot of the mountain, when Luo Hongfeng sent Houwazi to Niuwangzhuang, Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin hadn't come back yet. Seeing that it was still early, Luo Hongfeng went to the cold storage to get some chestnuts and fried them.

The chestnuts on Niuwangzhuang were basically sold out in those days before, and the remaining ones were not sold, and they were kept for their own food. Luo Hongfeng and Liu Chunlan both had keys. Some, you can go in and get them yourself.

Luo Hongfeng fried a pot of sugar-fried chestnuts in the yard, and without exception, Hou Fatty and the others snatched away a lot of them, leaving a bag for Hou Wazi, and she took a bag back by herself.

"Pingping, your father hasn't come back yet, why don't you go to your aunt's house for dinner?" After Luo Hongfeng finished frying the chestnuts, it was almost time for dinner. Seeing that Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin hadn't come back yet, she asked Monkey Boy.

"Why, Luo Meng and the others are so late today?" Liu Caiyun also asked at this time.

"That's right, I said I wanted to look around, probably because those thorn roses are about to bloom." Luo Hongfeng laughed.

"It's hard work for both of them." Liu Caiyun smiled, and asked Houwazi again: "Houwazi, why don't you go to the iron shop with grandma, and let's find Boss Xiao."

Houwazi thought about it, and finally went to the iron shop with Liu Caiyun, because there were a lot of pigeons there, and he hadn't visited it for a few days.

"Yo, dear grandson! Why are you here?" Boss Xiao was very happy to see their monkey grandson coming.

"Romeng and the others haven't gone down the mountain yet, so I just happened to be coming back, so I brought them here for you." Liu Caiyun said with a smile.

After living in the blacksmith shop for so many days, she has a good impression of Aunt Ayun. She knows that she seldom goes out, and she doesn't know much about human relations. Houwazi is also her grandson. She likes it in her heart, but she likes it. It's not like Boss Xiao and the others always move forward on their own. If things go on like this, this child will grow up to have a relationship with her.

Aunt Ayun knew that Liu Caiyun also had intentions, so she smiled at her to express her gratitude, and then asked Houwazi, "Pingping, have you eaten yet?"

"Eat." Houwazi nodded, and he ate after the meal was served in the courtyard just now.

"Grandma will wash you an apple?"

"Don't eat apples." Houwazi shook his head.

"This is my good grandson. Hey, let me tell you, he's really good at playing walnuts." Boss Xiao and Boss Chang didn't know each other, and they played two games of chess from time to time, so it can be said After talking, he asked Houwazi again: "My dear grandson, where are your walnuts?"

"In the pocket." Houwazi is holding a bag of fried chestnuts in sugar and peeling and eating them. How can he have the kung fu to plate walnuts?

"Come here." At this time, Lao Chang waved to Hou Wazi.

"..." Houwazi didn't know, so he obediently walked over to their chess table, and looked up at the old man who had met several times but was still very strange.

"Child, can you play chess?" Lao Chang lowered his head and asked Hou Wazi with a smile.

"Huh!" Houwazi subconsciously hugged the bag of fried chestnuts in sugar.