After dressing as a villain, I am addicted to farming

In his memory, this bedroom was specially reserved for Qu Zhong. He used to spend his winter and summer vacations here when he was in elementary school in Beicheng.

It's a pity that when I got older, I became vain, and I only wanted to go to my grandparents' house in Beicheng.

This quilt should have been taken out to dry every year, it doesn't smell damp at all, and it feels very soft to the touch.

"You really have a good grandpa and grandma."

After the bed was made, Qu Zhong washed up. He really didn't feel sleepy, so he got into the space, intending to tidy up the "supplies" in his space

After the accumulation of several worlds, a lot of shelves were placed in this space. Qu Zhong put all those gold bars and antiques on the shelves to prevent things from being piled up everywhere.

More than half of the space of hundreds of square meters has been filled.

The spiritual spring in the corner is still as clear as ever, and there are two large water tanks beside the spring, one of which is filled with lotus.

This is the lotus that Lingmo Dog found in the previous world on a whim and transplanted in the tank, saying that it is to beautify its living environment.

The lotus that used the spring water has bloomed two bright red lotus flowers since the third day after it came in, which looks very strange and gorgeous.

And in another shallow tank, there is a tortoise, which is the pet of the Lingmo dog.

Qu Zhong walked two steps closer and glanced at the money turtle lying on the stone in the tank, stretched out his finger and touched its shell: "You seem to have grown a lot."

The tortoise raised its head and glanced at Qu Zhong, then dived into the water without hesitation.

"Xiao Mian, you still don't like me!"

He smiled helplessly, and while wiping the water off his fingers, he entered the bamboo building again.

When he clicked on the operation interface of PP World, the first thing Qu Zhong clicked on was always the chat box with Meng Xian.

Since the wish of the original owner of this world is to take over the plaster shop from grandpa, he feels that the medicinal materials stored in several worlds in the space can finally be used on a large scale.

Qu Zhong: "I want to buy more medicinal materials for bruises, and plan to open a plaster shop."

Meng Xian: "OK, is it the modern world?"

Qu Zhong: "Yes, a technologically civilized world."

Meng Xian: "Then I will select some medicinal materials suitable for your world and transfer them to you, and follow the old rules for the rest!"

Qu Zhong: "No problem."

Meng Xian: "Then I'll go and count the herbs, and I'll send you the list when I'm done."

The conversation between the two is always concise and to the point, and they often go straight to the topic as soon as they come up, and they go offline after finishing speaking.

This time too, Meng Xian's profile picture went black after he finished speaking a few words.

Seeing that the other party has gone offline, Qu Zhongben was going to go offline to sleep, when suddenly the darkened profile picture lit up again.

Meng Xian: "You must abide by the laws of your world before taking medicine. Please don't violate the laws of the small world."

As soon as the dialog box popped up, the avatar immediately went dark again and never lit up again.

law!

While muttering these words, Qu Zhong left the space.

After lying on the bed and turning over twice, he suddenly remembered that practicing medicine in this world requires a medical qualification certificate.

"I forgot such an important thing."

Slapping himself on the forehead heavily, Qu Zhong turned over and sat up, picked up the phone on the bedside table and started searching.

After a long search, I finally found the way to obtain the qualification certificate of Chinese medicine practitioners in this world.

In addition to graduates from professional colleges, those who learn from masters can also take the exam.

After scrolling down the classification, he felt that Chinese medicine should be the most suitable major.

Grandpa Ling Tiansu is a 30-year old doctor of Chinese medicine. The original owner has learned some superficial knowledge since he was a child.

Looking at the exam time, Qu Zhongchang sighed: "I just missed it, wait until next year."

The time to apply for the exam is in mid-January every year, but now it's already March. It seems that this year I should help Zhang Min plant the vegetable field behind the village.

"It's still important to sleep."

Just when I was about to turn off my phone and go to sleep, a few WeChat/messages suddenly popped up on the interface.

Qu Zhong took a quick glance, and found that it was from his cousin Ling Hao, who he barely communicated with.

He asked Qu Zhong in a questioning tone if he really left the Qu family, and why he didn't tell his uncles about such an important matter.

He also said that he just left, and the property would fall into other people's hands in the future, and asked him if he was stupid.

In the end, he finally got to the point. Now that their cooperation with Qu's is at a critical moment, let him now admit his mistake and return to the Qu's family to bear it obediently as a son of a bitch.

Qu Zhong didn't even bother typing, so he replied with a voice message.

"You like the Qu family so much, go to the Qu family and be your son, don't look for me."

Letting go of his finger, the message was sent, and he simply clicked on his name and deleted the person.

Looking at the messages collected in the past few days, Qu Zhong deleted all these people one by one.

After such a deletion, he found that there were only a few strangers left in his address book, and he didn't know when they were added.

"Really, I don't even have a friend."

Without doing anything, Qu Zhong simply blacklisted all these people's phones, and then he turned off the phone and went to sleep contentedly.

Qu Zhong didn't know when Lingmo Dog would come back.

He just heard the sound of people moving downstairs before dawn.

This is all thanks to his good hearing. If he listens carefully, he can even hear the sound of someone pushing a cart out on the first floor.

After blinking vigorously a few times, Qu Zhong sat up with difficulty and looked at the Lingmo dog lying at the end of the bed.

"Hey! Don't dirty my bed."

"I'm much cleaner than you."

Cleverly turned over and gently landed on the floor under the bed, Lingmo Dog stretched lazily, then turned to look at Qu Zhong with burning eyes: "There are a lot of fish in the small river behind here, let's catch them." Fish."

"Don't go."

After knocking down the Lingmo dog, Qu Zhong fell headfirst on the pillow instead.

Today he will be a sleeper, and he will not get up until the sun hangs in the middle.

But the awakened Lingmo dog obviously didn't think so, it jumped directly to Qu Zhong's pillow and kept thinking: "Let's catch fish, let's catch fish."

Qu Zhong turned around and ignored him.

"Let's catch fish, let's catch fish."

"Why don't you go buy soy milk and fried dough sticks? I heard people say you should eat that for breakfast yesterday."

"Or just eat rice noodles. I heard that beef rice noodles are delicious."

I don't know where this guy learned the method of chanting scriptures, until Qu Zhong's brain was about to explode, and he finally sat up in compromise.

"I'm going to sleep with the windows closed tonight."

Throwing off the quilt suddenly, Qu Zhong resigned himself to get up to wash up, and took a serious look at himself in the mirror for the first time.

Sure enough, he is a handsome guy, his face is full of collagen, and his big eyes with single eyelids are also very coordinated.

It's just that he stayed up too late, there are two thick dark circles under the eyelids, and he can tell that there is excess liver poisoning at a glance, no wonder he always feels groggy.

After washing up, Qu Zhong went downstairs, and Ling Tiansu and his wife had already left the house.

There was still a piece of paper on the dining table, with a few flamboyant characters written on it, it looked like it was written by Grandpa Ling Tiansu.

It took him a long time to recognize the content of the note, which was to tell him that the two of them went to the store, and there was money left on the table for him to go out and buy breakfast by himself.

"It really treats me like a child."

Picking up the 20 yuan on the table, Qu Zhong put it into his trouser pocket with a smile.

There are still more than 2000 million worth of things in the boxes upstairs, not including real estate that has not been cashed in.

Obviously, the old couple didn't realize how much money their daughter had earned outside all these years. Even if they knew, they would only feel sorry for their daughter's suffering.

As soon as the anti-theft door on the fifth floor was opened, there were already figures walking around on the fourth floor.

The man was wearing a blue striped shirt that was washed white and was locking the door, and there was a big bucket behind him, and it was impossible to see what was in it.

Hearing the sound of the iron gate, the man subconsciously turned his head and shouted: "Hello, Grandpa Ling."

Seeing that it was a young man wearing slippers, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously, "Who are you? Why are you at Grandpa Ling's house?"

"My name is Qu Zhong, and I am Ling Tiansu's grandson."

"Grandson? It's the first time I've seen you since I moved here for five years." The young man looked Qu Zhong up and down, seeing that he was still holding a dog in his hand, and then he completely let go of his guard: "Hi, I It’s the tenant here, my name is Lin Peng.”

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Lin Peng was about to bend down to carry the big bucket.

"I'll help you!"

Lin Peng didn't look very old or tall, and he looked thin and dark. At first glance, he looked like someone who had been running outside all year round.

"You can't handle it." Lin Peng replied, dragging the vat with difficulty to move two steps.

"Let me come!" Putting the mobile phone into his pocket, Qu Zhong stepped forward and gently lifted the big bucket in his hand: "What's in it?"

Lin Peng: "..."

It wasn't until he saw that Qu Zhong was carrying the bucket downstairs steadily that he recovered from his astonishment, and hurriedly chased after him and said, "Ma La Tang dishes."

"Spicy?"

"Well, I set up a stall in the village to sell malatang. These are washed vegetables and vermicelli."

"Then why don't you rent the first floor?"

During the casual conversation, the two had already reached the first floor.

Only after taking a quick look yesterday, Qu Zhong discovered that there was a small cart parked in the yard, which was used for setting up a stall.

"Because the first floor is rented by older uncles and aunts, it's okay for me to climb a few floors when I'm younger."

Lin Peng showed a shy smile, scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "And this is the first month I started selling."

After speaking, he went to unlock the bolt of the door on the first floor, and pushed both doors open.

Then a small car with a transparent glass cover was pushed out from the corner, and the words Malatang 8 yuan were written on the glass.

After Qu Zhong put the bucket he was carrying into his car, he left the door amidst his great thanks.

When he passed by this young man, he smelled a strong smell of plaster on his body. It seemed that this small body had suffered a lot for setting up a stall.

Stepping out the door, the sun is just right outside.

However, due to the densely built houses, even though the sun was shining overhead, Qu Zhong still felt chilly walking in the alley.

The village was much more lively than what I saw last night, and there were crowds of people walking everywhere.

Qu Zhong looked around like this while wandering along the road in his memory to find the plaster shop in the middle of the village.

After walking to the street next to the shop, Qu Zhong smelled a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

But looking at the neighbors around, it seems that no one has any objection to this taste, and those people in the breakfast shop are still eating breakfast.

Turning the corner of the street, the decades-old wooden signboard of the plaster shop immediately came into view.

Ling Kee!

It's really like a beef noodle shop...

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-12-0716:00:54~2020-12-0720:43:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 50 bottles of Xiaoxue; 1 bottle of hibernating lazy cat;