60s white-eyed wolf

"Ah? What do you mean? Please don't speak indistinctly, as if I mean something to Lennon, and ruin my reputation!"

Cao Fugui pouted contemptuously, squinting at Huang Pang.While pinching Xiao Qiao's hand, she moved quietly under her feet, glanced left and right, mother, three, four!Huang Pang and his gang are all there, those who are really kind don't come, and those who come are not kind.

He didn't have any personal grudges with Huang Pang, but when he was fighting with Huang Pang and Brother Dao, he took advantage of troubled waters and came a few times when people were unprepared. The fat heart is not forgiving, the resentment is so big, the eyes are a little small, and I still can't forget to seek his bad luck.

Pooh!He didn't get tired of grabbing a hand of coquettishness, and he almost passed out!

Huang Pang was so angry that his face was livid, his cheeks were trembling, and his short, carrot-like fingers firmly poked at the boy. All the resentment and words towards Cao Bailian could be expressed in one word: "Hit him!"

Cao Fugui snorted disdainfully, and pushed Xiao Qiao away. Although it was embarrassing to beat a child and a woman in a group fight, one guy might beat the little boy when he got angry.

Back then, when he encountered a fight, he would dodge if he could, and slip away if he could, but if he couldn't hide, he was just throwing lime, digging into the cracks in the ground, and picking up cheap ones.But it's different now, when his rich brother eats a bunch of special effects such as [Qi and blood 1], [Strength 1], [Defense 1], etc., etc., are they given for nothing?What's more, there is still a bit of gold [Agility 1]!

Brother is no longer Amon under Wu, Huang Pang will die!

He grinned grimly, shouted wow, and rushed towards Huang Pang.

I have never practiced boxing, hum!As long as the strength is strong, Wang Baquan can kill the master!

Shoot people first, shoot horses, and capture thieves first.

Let's pat the little head of Bian Huangpang first, and see if the remaining chicks dare to move around? !

In the sight of Cao Fugui blessed by the special effects of Lianlu's food, Hozen and a few gangsters rushed forward with grinning teeth and different expressions, but it was like slow motion in a movie, baring their teeth and claws, funny and ridiculous.

He tilted his head slightly, avoiding the fist of the hozen, stretched out his hand from his bosom, and took out a "magic weapon". He jumped up vigorously, held up the "brick" and slapped it fiercely at the yellow, fat and greasy garlic nose... …

In the next moment, Huang Pang's terrified and distorted big pancake face was like smashing a sauce shop, red, white, thick, sticky, tears, snot, and Cyclonus' nosebleeds splashed out, followed by a long sound The pitiful howling was like a boar in heat whose life had been gelded.

Hearing that, Cao Fugui's hair stood on end, he gritted his teeth and tilted his ears. When he blinked in front of his eyes, he saw a group of small figures flying up, lying viciously on the thick yellow and fat back, strangling the guy's neck, and biting the guy with his mouth open. With big yellow ears and staring eyes, he greeted him directly.

Huang Pang's hands were entangled tightly by the boy's feet, and the roots of his ears were almost cracked. The two lines were full of tears, and he didn't dare to move any more. Mouth, ouch! I surrender, I surrender! Grandpa, please keep your mouth open!"

This trick... so familiar.

The corners of Cao Fugui's eyes twitched. Seeing that Xiao Qiao had subdued the "enemy general" with one move, the hozen hesitated and dared not go forward, so he immediately stood in front of Huang Pang, laying bricks with both hands, as brave as a tiger, and opened and closed in a mess Spin, pat those boys until they howl like ghosts and howl, begging for mercy.

"Xiao, do you know how powerful Grandpa is? Humph! Give me a living! Eat a brick from me!"

Panting, Cao Fugui kicked his knees and shouted.

He swung it down and subdued the four gangsters. Even though his strength and energy had been blessed, he was almost exhausted. In the chaos, he also received a few bastard punches on his body. Fortunately, he had [Defense], so it didn't hurt at all. No hairs were damaged.

"Tell me, are you convinced?"

He raised the brick and patted his yellow, puffy and swollen face, "The wild cat is like a tiger, imitating Brother Dao's big brother's posture, gnashing his teeth, raising eyebrows and staring menacingly.

"Submit, submit! Brother Fugui, no no, Mr. Fugui, I am convinced, from head to toe... Eh? Wait, wait?"

Huang Pang begged for mercy, then suddenly paused, his narrowed eyes stared from the swollen eye sockets, and stuck out his tongue doubtfully to lick the paste on his face.This touch affected the wound, causing his fat body to tremble, but his eyes shone with surprise and joy, and his tone of voice changed.

That distorted face with snot and nosebleeds, who disgusted the wealth, saw that the overall situation was settled, and hurriedly told Xiao Qiao to let go, it was too bad to bite this thing.

Huang Pang's ears were out of trouble, and he didn't care to breathe a sigh of relief. He stared at the "brick" in Cao Fugui's hand and asked anxiously: "Fugui, uh, my lord! Nong, what did you use to slap my face?"

This brick hurts when it is slapped on the face, but how come the crumbs are sticky and it tastes like grain?

Thinking of food, his stomach growled uncontrollably.

Now that the food supply is tight, they are loitering around, how can the ration be enough?If it weren't for being hungry and full, I really couldn't make it through, and I wouldn't rack my brains to find something and take the risk of going to the black market to exchange food.

"What? Oh! What are you talking about? Grain bricks." Cao Fugui was taken aback, and suddenly realized, he picked up the bricks in his hand, showed them in front of Huang Pang, and raised his eyebrows indifferently.

"Big, big! One is the grain brick that was dug out by your Linkan brigade in the legend and hidden in the landlord's house?"

Huang Pang's small eyes stared at Brick, and turned back and forth. The brothers also heard the conversation between the two of them clearly, and quietly walked over, grunting, and the belly ensemble couldn't help it.

The story of the Linkan brigade digging grain bricks vigorously is interesting and unique. It has been passed down from time to time, and it has become a legend in the market.Now that I saw it face to face, apart from other things, Cao Fugui was so extravagant that he used grain bricks to fight. It can be seen that there is absolutely no shortage of grain.

"Your lord, look, Allah doesn't have any deep hatred, don't you know each other if you don't fight, look at the brothers, just smile and let the two settle, how about it?"

The yellow and fat face is smiling like a flower, after eating, what's the use of that cheeky thing? !

"Hehe! Stop talking nonsense and speak directly."

Cao Fugui sneered, let Xiao Qiao get off the fat man, and pulled the little boy to his side.

Look at this posture, there is a lot of business to do!

He glanced at the odds and ends that Huang Pang and the others left around, and he was very disgusted, bah!It's really a bunch of poor ghosts. Forget it, it's good to have no fish and shrimp. Now I have too much food to overflow, and I lack all kinds of odds and ends. With the help of these shrimp soldiers and crab generals, it saves trouble .

"I want to change grain bricks—" he rolled his eyes in a long voice, "that's fine, I'll have a look at the things, and I can change them if I like them."

"Hey! Alright, let's take a look, sir, how does this foot cloth look like?"

"Can you do it? It's not enough to make a pair of underwear!"

"You, noble lord, is the alarm clock going to go off? It will ring!"

"Okay, don't call me Lord, you will be called old by Nong, just call me Brother Gui!"

"Brother Gui is modest and approachable! Look at it, this is definitely a good thing, a radio! Listen to the radio every day..."

"Don't you think I'm stupid? Can you get a radio that doesn't break? Either it's broken or it's rotten!"

"Hey, your brother is wise! Such a big wooden shell, it's good to show it off!"

Cao Fugui untied the small protective basket on his back, and took out three grain bricks. In a word, should we change them?

Huang Pang hesitated for two seconds, then nodded fiercely under the eager eyes of his bruised and swollen brothers: "It's changed!"

The newly released "Brother Gui", carrying the shocked little Qiao and carrying a pile of tatters on his back, made an appointment with Huang Pang and his group to change them once a week.He collects everything, preferably old objects, gold and jade, other daily necessities, pots and pans, books, paper and pens, as long as he likes it, he will trade it for food.

"Brother, what's the use of these broken things?"

With a stern face, Xiao Qiao finally woke up from the strange transformation of gang fights into trade fairs, and asked puzzledly.

"I don't know about this. My brother is not only good at cooking all kinds of delicacies, but also repairs things and makes all kinds of supplies. Let me watch and see how I can turn this pile of junk into treasure."

Cao Fugui was triumphant, and he was so confident in his level of tool making that he could even make a school bag popular among elementary school students, and it would be easy to do something else.

Xiao Qiao nodded vigorously, brother said yes, of course it will work.

Back in the production team, Cao Fugui asked Xiao Qiao to go home first, and went to the third grandpa by himself, took out a bag of carefully selected wheat seeds from his own refinery, and began to practice the three-inch tongue.

"...Look! Is the grain full, much larger than the wheat harvested in the Ala team? The technicians at the agricultural technology station told me that this kind of wheat is not the best. Many new varieties have been produced, which are especially suitable for planting in the Alashan Mountains. I can’t tell you about lodging resistance, resistance to diseases and insect pests, increase in yield per mu, etc., let’s look at other people’s information.”

"It seems to be good, tsk! An expert is an expert. I eat a lot of ink, but it's different. Farming can grow flowers!"

Secretary Cao held the materials printed by the Agricultural Technology Station in one hand, and carefully picked up a few wheat seeds in the other hand to look at them carefully. The more he looked, the happier he was. There were real objects and official materials.

Thinking back to the last time I heard Fu Gui's words, according to the information in the newspaper, I prevented the typhoon in advance, and avoided a huge disaster loss. Even the superiors sent red heads to express their praise, Cao Weiyan pondered, tsk!Sure enough, we must keep up with the policy and keep pace with the times.

May I also try this kind of wheat?Datian has to listen to the arrangements of his superiors and dare not move indiscriminately.You can try the private plots of each household, the newly opened wasteland, and the allotment that was secretly contracted out.

"Well, third grandpa, I want to use these seeds for myself, so I won't leave them to you. When the time comes, I'll go to the province and ask experts to buy better ones. Show me them too, and share some!"

Cao Fugui smiled and put away his own good seeds, waiting for the third grandpa to take the bait, and then look for opportunities to exchange seeds, and each family can also collect more food.Even if it can't be replaced, the new improved seeds from the Provincial Farm Institute are always better than the current seeds, right? !

Back home, the pile of rags that Cao Fugui collected aroused the children's curiosity for a while.

Hearing that elder brother was going to repair these things and use them at home, Bao Feng suddenly became excited, buried his head in the pile of rubbish, and moved out a square box with difficulty, shouting happily: "Brother, this is a play box." The third grandpa has it at home, da di da, the small speaker is starting to broadcast! If you want this, you want this."

"Okay, okay! This thing is not simple, just wait."

"Brother, I, I want this..." Yingzi blushed and picked out a half-broken head flower.

"Okay, take it away, you can sew this thing yourself, right?"

Yingzi shook his head, thought it was wrong, nodded vigorously, and happily held up the flower.

Miao Er silently picked up a pen with a tilted head, and handed it to his elder brother's nose.

"This thing, um, okay, I'll fix it for you when I study it." Cao Fugui looked left and right, and took it with a guilty conscience.

He turned his head to look at the silent boy, and asked a little strangely: "Little Qiao, don't you choose someone you like?"

Xiao Qiao shook her head: "Brother, I have the schoolbag from Lennon."

"Little Chi, your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter." Cao Fugui laughed, rubbed the little boy's furry head, and boasted, "Wait, wait, I'll get you some fun stuff for me, so you can see it." Brother's skill!"