Niu male

It has been three days since Luo Meng sent out the job posting, but there is still no strong worker in Niuwang Village, what's going on?So Romon had no choice but to take the time to go online to find out what happened.

As soon as he opened this forum, Romon saw that his post was pinned to the top, and there was still a red flame burning in front of it. It was so hot, but no one came?Opening the post, Romon looked at what these people were saying.

"Isn't this 'to tease you'?"

"Are we here to tease us?"

"By the way, this duplex building is really nice, and there are skylights, you can see birds when you open the windows."

"Well, the bird looks good."

"What kind of bird is this?"

"Sparrow?"

"You don't want to be a SB, what does the sparrow look like?"

"These city people really don't know much, and they haven't even seen a magpie."

"Oh, it turned out to be magpies. I wonder why they look so familiar. They are not uncommon in Chinese paintings."

"By the way, is this job offer real?"

"Call the landlord! Seek the truth!"

"Call the landlord! Ask for the phone number!"

"Call the landlord! Ask for salary!"

"Call the landlord!..."

"Call the landlord!"

"..."

Several pages are omitted here.

"..."

"Call the Landlord"

"His family is still growing watermelons! Have you seen it? If you go at this time, will there be any watermelons to eat?"

"I want to go to the countryside to eat watermelon! It's all natural! I'm fed up with sweeteners!"

"Alas, these days, good watermelons have been ruined beyond recognition."

"Everyone upstairs should give up. Look at the melons in his field. It will take another one or two months to ripen. It's too early to go now."

"There is no watermelon, there are a lot of small cucumbers and tomatoes, all natural and free of chemical fertilizers and pesticides." After reading these people's replies, Luo Meng replied, and then posted a few photos taken in the past two days on it, as much as possible. There are some green cucumbers and red tomatoes, juicy and juicy.

"Damn it! The landlord is here!" someone shouted from downstairs immediately.

"This girl has seduced us again!"

"Just use a few small cucumbers? Who hasn't eaten cucumbers!"

"By the way, the two cucumbers I bought at the vegetable market the day before yesterday are still firm. Is this normal?"

"Are your cucumbers plastic?"

"The cucumbers in your house are not for eating. They are specially used as models for other art students. After several months, they will still be fresh."

"Landlord! Is this job offer real?"

"No fool!" Romon replied.

"Lord! Are your cucumbers delicious?"

"Tender and crisp, one bite, full of cucumber fragrance." Romon replied again.

"Landlord! Is this recruitment really true?"

"Did you get tricked into growing up?" Romon asked him back.

"Yes." The man posted a small profile picture and nodded sharply.

"The city is scary, come to the countryside, kid." Alas, people in the city are very wary, and these days there are too many people who have nothing to do online to moleste, so that now that Luo Meng is recruiting online, no one believes him.

The next day, when Luo Meng saw that there was still no one coming, he went online again and posted a labor scene of milking a buffalo. His helpers also posted photos one after another, including Luo Quangui, Luo Jinxi, Luo Zhifang, and Liu Ruhua. Zhang, Luo Meng also took a close-up of her, and the girl's attractiveness was brought to the extreme.As for Xiao Shulin's, that's gone. Can my sweetheart post it online for others to read?

"Do you smell milk?" Romon asked.

"Ah, is this buffalo milk?"

"The landlord is so generous! They all raised local buffaloes!"

"Raising local buffaloes for milking, how much does it cost for a bottle?"

"It's not worth it no matter what."

"Ten yuan and 20 yuan, I recognize it, and tomorrow I will take our family to drink milk."

"How old is your family? My daughter is nine years old this year, and she hasn't seen a real cow yet. I'm hesitating whether to take her to this Niuwangzhuang."

"My Yaya is four and a half years old, and she stands 1.7 meters tall."

"What breed?"

"Husky."

"female?"

"male."

"Fuck!"

After waiting for another day, still no one came, Luo Meng had no choice but to go online again, this time he posted a few pictures of Liu Chunlan and the others making steamed buns, took a few screenshots from the video recorded last time, and took pictures again Two sheets of steamed steamed buns, one for the whole one and one for the split one.

"This is enough for breakfast," said Romon.

"This bun looks appetizing." Someone replied immediately.

"It tastes better." Romon said.

"The landlord's steamed buns are so small, I have to eat five of them in one meal."

"I might have ten."

"Our Yaya can probably eat ten."

"Your family doesn't work and doesn't provide food." Luo Meng replied.

"Then if I go, what will our family eat?"

"It's best not to bring pets." Romon replied.

"No, I'm a bachelor, so I can't leave Yaya at home alone."

"Then bring them here. My family's food allowance is the same, [-] a day." At that time, let them practice again. The four brothers in the southeast, northwest, and north have all fought with weasels, and they haven't fought with dogs yet.

"North, south, east, and west?"

"Is it one or two or four?"

"Four."

"Lord! Fifty is too expensive!"

"There is buffalo milk every day, and meat and bones every day." Romon replied.

"It's too extravagant! I don't eat as well as them!"

"Fifty is really affordable."

"Sin, all good things are eaten by dogs."

"Lord! Ask for the same food and treatment as them!"

"Can you catch a weasel?" Romon asked him.

"No."

"Can you be on duty 24 hours a day?" Romon asked him again.

"No."

"Can I not be paid?" Romon asked him again.

"……cannot."

"Then you'd better eat the steamed buns."

This post has been posted for a few days, and there are quite a few people who join in the fun, but none of them are stunned, either because they doubt the authenticity, or because they are going to work. It is not worthwhile to ask for leave. If you have a vacation, come and take a look.

After waiting for a few days, Romon finally felt a little discouraged, or else it was said that it was difficult to recruit workers, and now he finally saw it.

As for that cheating weasel!For the sake of a happy life in the future, Romon decided to spend some time with it.

First of all, the trading time has to be changed. You can't always come to him in the middle of the night. It's fine if he's single now, but what if he has a partner in the future?

Romon decided to set the trading time at [-] o'clock in the morning. They all started milking the cows at [-]:[-] a.m. recently. Choosing this time to trade would firstly ensure that Romon would have enough sleep time.

Then, the trading location has to be changed too, it can't always be at his bedside, dead rats or something, move to his bed all day long, it's disgusting.

Luo Meng brought a worn-out bamboo basket from home and placed it not far from the head of the bed. He also took an alarm clock and set the alarm time at three o'clock.

That night, the weasel came looking for him again. It jumped up and down and dragged the dead mouse to the bed. It dragged one up, and Romon threw one into the bamboo basket. The weasel looked at it, and rushed into the bamboo basket again. Take the mouse out and drag it back to the bed.

"Aww..." After a few back and forth, the weasel became anxious, why would he throw away its mouse instead of giving it to the Lingquan?

"Put them all in the basket." Romon pointed to the bamboo basket and said.

"!" The weasel looked at Romon, then at the bamboo basket, and squatted there without moving. Seeing that it finally stopped tossing, Romon covered his head with a blanket and fell asleep. Maybe he can sleep for a while.

"Wow!" Sure enough, the weasel waited, but before the water from the spiritual spring came, it became anxious again, and moved the dead mouse to the bed again.

"It's not time yet, what's the rush?" Romon picked up the mice and threw them back into the bamboo basket one by one, covering his head and continuing to sleep on him.

"Aww! Aww! Aww..." That weasel was getting angry, and kept barking beside Romon's pillow, his voice was rough and anxious. If he could talk, he would probably start early by now. insulted.

"Get out! Don't disturb my sleep!" Romon threw off the blanket and yelled.

"Woo..." The weasel shrank its neck and fell silent. It crawled back and forth around Romon for a few more laps. Seeing that he didn't pay attention to itself, it looked at the rats in the bamboo basket. Finally, it still didn't move. He found a place to nest next to the pillow.

"Dididididididi..." Just as Huang Daxian was falling asleep, the alarm clock beside Luo Meng's bed suddenly rang.

"!" The girl woke up instantly, and after a few ups and downs without a sound, she rushed to a crossbar above the cowshed.

"It's time." Romon sat up from the bed with sleepy eyes, turned on the light and saw that there was another dead mouse on the bedside, and the weasel fell asleep feeling that those mice were too far away from him. Don't worry, I went down and picked them up again.

Romon didn't bother to bother with it anymore, picked up the tails of the mice, threw them into the bamboo basket one by one, and waved at the weasel with wary eyes.

In other words, since getting this spiritual spring, Romon's senses are much more sensitive than before. For example, now, he can find out where the weasel is hiding at a glance.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho..." The weasel let out a series of demonstration-like sounds from the bottom of its throat, but did not come down.

"Come down, it's okay." Romon sprinkled some spiritual spring and came out to wash his hands.

"Aww!" The weasel yelled again, seeing that nothing was wrong, so he jumped off the beam.

For the next few nights, Romon remained the same as the first night as usual, no water from the spiritual spring was given before the time came, and all dead mice were thrown into the bamboo basket.After the first night of waiting, the weasel became less irritable on the second night, knowing that either Romon would not give it water from the spiritual spring, or he would give it later.

On the third night, it came later than usual, which is a good sign. Postpone the time day by day, and wait for a while, maybe it will come again when the alarm bell rings at three o'clock.

The wolf training plan here has made good progress, and Romon found another problem over there. Maybe it's because there are so many mice in their Niuwangzhuang that are easy to catch. This weasel harvests more and more every night. many.

This day, on a whim, Romeng raised the dead mice to have a look. After a look, he saw the problem. Some of them looked familiar to him. He seemed to have seen them yesterday, so he looked carefully. It's been dead for a while...

"You are not being kind." Romon accused the weasel.

"Wow!" The weasel didn't show any weakness, and opened its mouth and roared back.

"You are dishonest." Sure enough, the weasel is a treacherous and cunning animal.

"Wow!" the weasel roared again.

"Since you don't realize it, then I have to take some necessary measures to maintain a fair deal between us." Romon grinned, took out a pair of scissors from the toolbox, and the rats in the basket The left ear was cut off, strung together with thin wire, and hung in the corner of the cowshed.

The next night, the weasel really took the mice that had lost their left ears into the bamboo basket again.After getting up, Luo Meng picked up the mouse's tail and checked it one by one. When he saw that both ears were complete, he put them neatly on the side of the bamboo basket. When he saw that the left ear was missing, he threw them aside.

"Aww!" the weasel became anxious, and put the mouse thrown back by Romon in its mouth.

"Without this, it won't work." Romon pointed to the gap where the mouse's left ear was, and threw it out again.

"Aww!" The weasel sprinted in the direction the mouse flew past, and then got it back.

"If you say no, you won't." Without compromise, Romon threw the dead mouse out again.

I cut off the left ear of the remaining mouse, and put it on the thin wire as usual. I fed the weasel a few sips of spiritual spring water, and then sent it away. Noisy, Romon will not compromise anymore.

Here, Luo Meng is fighting wits and bravery with the weasel, and in Tongcheng City, there are also a few young people who often visit the post bar and gather a team, planning to go to Niuwangzhuang to find out.A small number of these young people are freelancers, and most of them are office workers. It is not easy to ask for leave, so this time is delayed.

When they arrived, Luo Meng had just gone home for lunch, and there were only Luo Quangui, Luo Jinxi, father and son, and the quiet Luo Zhifang in Niuwangzhuang.Luo Quangui called Luo Meng, and Luo Meng went to Niuwangzhuang.

These people looked around at the Niuwangzhuang, looking at the cows and the crops in the field for a while, and a few people went to visit the cowshed and courtyard.

When Romon arrived, someone asked him, "Do you still produce gray fungus here?"

"What gray fungus?" Luo Meng was also puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, did there still be gray fungus?

"That's it." Saying that, a well-dressed woman in her 30s wearing glasses took things out of the cowshed.

"..." Luo Meng looked at it, not to mention, it really looked like a bunch of gray fungus.