After dressing as a villain, I am addicted to farming

"Then can I buy some food and this chicken with you? My child said that this chicken is very delicious."

The little fat man's mother hadn't spoken yet, but a parent on the opposite bed spoke.

The children of their family have been weak since childhood, and they are most prone to colds and fevers. A few days ago, a small cold turned into pneumonia, and they were admitted to the hospital.

"Yes, yes, our family also wants to buy some." Another parent immediately echoed.

Seeing that his family was already behind, the little fat man immediately shook his mother's hand, signaling her to hurry up.

"I'm really scared of you." He poked the little fat man's forehead lovingly, and the little fat man's mother also smiled and asked Qu Zhong: "Our family will also buy some, and you can set the price!"

Their family name is Zhao. Fatty's father is the principal of the only middle school in the town, and his mother is also the school's teacher.

The couple are usually busy, and the grandparents of the child are taking care of them. Today, it happened that the mother of the child brought the meal, so they met Qu Zhong.

Before Qu Zhong, who was also packing the lunch box, even opened his mouth, Luo Han immediately agreed, patting his chest, "Yes, the warehouse at home is full."

There are only Qu Zhong and two people in Qu Zhai now, but there are more than ten acres of land outside the house, which does not include the twenty or so acres at the foot of the mountain that were reclaimed last year.

They hadn't thought about selling them. The potatoes and sweet potatoes and radishes harvested this year almost filled the warehouse on the left.

Of course, sell as much as you can, not to mention these things are really delicious.

Although Luo Han snatched the words, but Qu Zhong thought it was true, the vegetables in the field are getting old recently, so it's better to find someone to pick them.

After thinking about it, he added: "But you have to pick it yourself."

When Mama Qian heard this, she felt even more happy, because the food picked from the ground can be guaranteed to be farm food.

And tomorrow is the school holiday on the weekend, so it would be good to let the father of the child go to exercise to relieve his beer belly.

Thinking of this, a smile came out, and he agreed in a hurry: "Okay, I'll let the child's father go."

The other two families were a little unhappy when they heard Qu Zhong said that they wanted to pick them by themselves, but the Qian family agreed, so they could only stare at the gluttonous child and reluctantly agreed.

So a few people discussed it, and when Qu Zhong came to deliver breakfast tomorrow, the parents would pick vegetables with him.

That night was Luo Han's night watch here, and this night owl played games all night.

By the time Qu Zhong went to deliver breakfast the next day, he had already slumped on the chair next to him and was so sleepy that he couldn't even cry out.

After Quan Guan had finished his breakfast, Qu Zhong left his share and left the hospital with the men who had been waiting for a long time.

"Mr. Qu, hello, my name is Luo Youming."

The child who lived directly opposite Quanguan was his father who came today, dressed very unpretentiously, and introduced himself to Qu Zhong as he walked.

Their family is an ordinary person in the town. They have set up a small noodle shop in the town for the past few years. The business is not very good, and they can barely support their family.

But he is only a child, and he almost responds to the child's request, and he was the first to come to the hospital today.

Another old man quickly introduced himself: "My surname is Zhang, and I am the grandfather of the child who lives diagonally across from you."

Grandpa Zhang's family is in a nearby village, and his son and daughter-in-law are doing business outside. The family has no shortage of money, but they also grow a lot of vegetables.

The child's grandma came back last night and insisted that the child had to eat other food after a day of fuss.

The reason why he came here today is firstly to satisfy the children, and secondly to see what is so strange about the dishes Qu Zhongzhong has grown.

"Brother Luo, Uncle Zhang, my name is Qu Zhong." With the lunch box in his hand, Qu Zhong also turned around and smiled at the two of them kindly.

Principal Qian was a few steps behind and followed slowly. Although he was smiling, the impatience in his expression also revealed his reluctance at the moment.

Qu Zhong didn't care, and just chatted casually with those two people. When they were almost passing Baoshi Middle School, Principal Qian suddenly said, "Would you like to take my car?"

"I also drove here, and I parked not far in front."

Rejecting Principal Qian's proposal with a smile, Qu Zhong pointed to not far ahead, his off-road vehicle was too big to drive in, so he stopped at the entrance of the town.

Principal Qian nodded indifferently, and didn't intend to persuade him anymore: "Then I'll wait for you at the intersection ahead." After speaking, he looked at the remaining two people.

He originally thought that Qu Zhong came here on a tricycle, after all, people in the town often said that he came here on a tricycle.

"I'll take Qu Zhong's car."

"Me too. I have a lot of mud on my clothes, so I'm afraid I'll get your car dirty." Father Zhang obviously thought the same way, subconsciously rejecting Principal Qian's offer.

"That's fine."

Without even saying a word of politeness, Principal Qian smiled with the corners of his lips stiffly, then turned and walked towards his car.

"I'll stop the car in front, let's take a few steps."

Qu Zhong didn't care, he just pointed to the remaining two people not far away.

Unexpectedly, what Qu Zhong said was actually at the entrance of the town. When Father Zhang and Luo Youming saw the so-called "tricycle" in their minds, they couldn't help being stunned.

I can't believe this is Qu Zhong's car.

It wasn't until Qu Zhong rang the car lock with the remote control and opened the door that the two of them believed that this was his car.

This car is covered in black and shiny, and its body is much larger than ordinary cars. No wonder it can only be parked at the entrance of the town.

Only after the two got into the car did they become more certain that the car was worth a lot.

"Qu Zhong, how much did you pay for this car?" Luo Youming asked excitedly, stroking the leather seat behind him.

Turning his head and looking in the rearview mirror, Principal Qian's silver-gray car was almost here. Qu Zhong started the car and replied with a smile: "The bare car is more than 100 million."

"So expensive!" Luo Youming exclaimed.

Turning the steering wheel to the left, Qu Zhong sighed: "I regret it now, I plan to buy a tricycle in a few days."

The silver-gray car had already driven up, and Qu Zhong honked the horn, then stretched out his head and shouted, "Principal Qian."

The glass of the silver-gray car rolled down, revealing Principal Qian's complicated face: "I'll just follow you."

"Okay." Turning his head back, Qu Zhong started the car, and smiled at Luo Youming: "I just don't know if there are any tricycles in this town."

"Yes, I have a relative who is selling it, let me tell you..."

Father Zhang, who was in the back seat, came up to him. As soon as he came to his specialty, he immediately began to eloquently pass on his experience.

When they arrived at Qu Zhai, they got out of the car and immediately saw another sports car parked in the yard.

It was Luo Han's car, the chassis was low, the color was too flamboyant, it was even more unsuitable than Qu Zhong's off-road car, and now it was placed in the yard with a large layer of dust.

Now even Principal Qian's attitude changed quite a bit immediately, and he even took the initiative to ask some people to smoke after getting off the car.

"I don't smoke."

Smiling and politely rejecting the cigarettes handed over, Qu Zhong picked up the hat on the table next to him and put it on, planning to lead a few people out through the back door.

As soon as the back door was pushed open, the eyes full of green came into everyone's eyes.

"These are all. Look at the vegetables you want and pull them out yourself." Qu Zhong said casually, pointing to the endless vegetable field in front of him.

Apart from the two chicken and duck sheds by the river, the remaining six are all greenhouses, neatly arranged in a row.

There is a fruit forest at the foot of the mountain. It is the ripe season of cherries and loquats. It is very spectacular to see a piece of red, red, yellow and yellow from a distance.

And a lot of colored peppers were planted in the land opened up last year, and the colorful ones are very beautiful.

The other fields are also full of green vegetables. Due to the watering of the Lingquan, they look greener and more tender than ordinary vegetables.

This pair of colorful vegetables and fruits really surprised the few who followed.

They have never seen anyone who can grow vegetables and fruits so beautifully.

Even Father Zhang patted Qu Zhong's shoulder in admiration and sighed, "You really know how to farm."

"You are polite, you are an expert when it comes to growing crops." Qu Zhong smiled modestly on the back of the basket on the wall; "Then you pick it, and I will pick some fruits to give away."

After finishing speaking, he no longer cared about a few people, and went to the foot of the mountain by himself.

Tomorrow happens to be Ning Rufan's birthday, so he invited Qu Zhong and Luo Han to the birthday party.

Qu Zhong planned to bring some vegetables and fruits grown by himself as a gift, which can be regarded as a gift of his own.

The cherries grown in the orchard at the foot of the mountain are genetically modified cherries that Qu Zhong customized with Xing Xing San in PP World.

The cherry skin is very thin and has a strong fragrance, which is especially suitable for the elderly and children. Even if you throw a few in the water, the glass of water will still have the fragrance of cherries.

Not to mention that this cherry also has a lot of medicinal properties, especially for indigestion and flatulence.

Throwing one into his mouth first, the sweet Qu Zhong frowned slightly, and then carefully picked it up.

Fortunately, grass was laid in the frame before, and the cherries were scratched to the edge of the frame, and the skin was immediately torn, and a strong fragrance wafted out immediately.

After picking only a small layer, Qu Zhong had to stop, planning to pick it again tomorrow morning.

It is really that the cherries are too easy to peel, and it is too laborious for him to pick them alone, so he plans to wait until Luo Han comes back tomorrow.

Randomly breaking off a few melon leaves, Qu Zhong poured the cherries in, and turned to pick the loquats.

The loquat is much firmer, and Qu Zhong won't get damaged after picking it up and throwing it into the frame on his back.

After he had picked a basket full, and he hadn't picked a third of a tree, he slowly walked down the tree, and Luo Youming and others in the distance had already picked vegetables and were waiting for him.

"You guys are so fast."

Qu Zhong asked with a smile after glancing at the vegetables piled up at their feet.

The few people only picked a small amount of vegetables, and it seemed that they were forced by their daughter-in-law and children to pick some vegetables to cope with the matter.

Especially Principal Qian, there were only a few spinach and cucumbers piled up under his feet, and it seemed that he was only planning to cook a meal.

After glancing around for a while, Qu Zhong waved his hands dumbfounded: "With such a small amount, there is no need to count the money."

When these big men buy vegetables, they buy a lot of loneliness!

"It's so embarrassing." Luo Youming scratched his head in embarrassment, and suspected that he had picked too little.

But his house only has a small refrigerator, which has been stuffed to the brim for a long time, and there is no place to put it if there is too much.

"It's okay, come and taste my loquat!"

Putting down the basket, Qu Zhong gave a few more handfuls of loquats to several people, but in the end he still didn't take any money from them.

After chatting casually for a few more words, Qu Zhong sent away the few people who were busy delivering food home, and went into the kitchen himself.

And the loquat that Qu Zhong gave to several people was not taken seriously at that time, and no one tasted it at that time.

And a few people have forgotten the family's account of buying chicken

This is something that Principal Qian regrets endlessly.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-11-0817:07:32~2020-11-0915:15:05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 of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of tianzhenhb; 1 bottle of Qianqian;