No. 233 Tianting Garbage Disposal Station

Not only that, but in his spare time, Kong Xuan has become a crazy wife without a teacher. Most of the microblogs he posts every night are like this:

【Walk in the sea of ​​flowers with Xinxin today】

【Xinxin is very beautiful today】

[Xinxin sent me roses, I am so happy]

[Xinxin chose the clothes for me, I like them very much]

【Xinxin, who is doing experiments seriously, is very beautiful】

……

Kong Xuan's Weibo is full of Xinxin, Xinxin, fans who follow him are stunned by the bowl after bowl of dog food, dumbfounded, and some customers who often leave messages for Kongxuan's online store are extremely calm .

They already knew the virtue of this man.

Isn't it dog food?

They even boasted about the husband of the Xinxin goddess.

Yang Xinxin glanced at Kong Xuan's Weibo, feeling a little uncomfortable, but a warm smile subconsciously appeared in his eyes, and he really convinced Kong Xuan.

"Xinxin, I always see on the Internet that netizens say that after buying the life bath water in the store, they will eat soil in the next month. Is this soil really edible?" Kong Xuan finished posting today's Weibo contentedly, and turned his head asked curiously.

Yang Xinxin quickly retracted her wandering thoughts, coughed lightly, and explained: "The other meaning of eating dirt is that you have no money, and you don't really want to eat dirt."

"So that's the case, Xinxin, let me tell you, I saw a netizen talking about eating dirt, so I did an experiment today, I fed a little dirt from the garbage station to a pig in the villa, and the pig was delicious. It's gone." Apart from pestering Yang Xinxin, Kong Xuan has also developed some strange hobbies recently.

Posting Weibo to show off his wife, and doing strange experiments.

Yang Xinxin: "..." She didn't know what to say about this peacock spirit, where can the heavenly court soil be eaten by pigs, what if something goes wrong.

"Is that pig okay?" Yang Xinxin asked worriedly.

Kong Xuan shook his head: "No, I eat well and sleep soundly."

Yang Xinxin smiled dryly: "...That's good, that's good."

She thought to herself, she has to go to Fairyland Villa tomorrow to see the pigs experimented by Kong Xuan, but don't make any mistakes, if there is a sudden mutation, wouldn't it scare people to death.

"Xinxin, it's getting late, let's go to sleep." Kong Xuantao looked at her with sparkling eyes, and skillfully pressed her under him, burying his head in his mouth.

Yang Xinxin blushed hard.

A good night's sleep.

The next day, the sky was slightly bright, and Kong Xuan got up refreshed, took care of himself, had a delicious breakfast, and was going to go to the Jatropha Experimental Base with Yang Xinxin, but Yang Xinxin said to go to the fairyland first Shanzhuang looked at the pig that ate the heavenly soil.

When Yang Xinxin and Kong Xuan arrived at the Fairyland Villa, Song Hang and the others got up early and were patrolling around the villa for training.

"Ms. Yang, Mr. Kong, good morning!"

When passing by, Song Hang greeted them.

Yang Xinxin glanced at the veterans who were training neatly, smiled at them, said good morning, glanced at the mountain full of fertile grass, and glanced sideways at Kong Xuan: "Kong Xuan, you Are you still planning to grow colorful potatoes?"

Some of the empty houses in the village were used to pile up the colorful potatoes from last year's bumper harvest, and this year they couldn't finish them all. Yang Xinxin was a little worried that Kong Xuan wanted to grow a mountain of colorful potatoes.

Kong Xuan thought of the colorful potatoes that accounted for almost half of the vacant houses in Yangjia Village, and reluctantly shook his head: "I won't plant them this year."

Yang Xinxin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Every meal has colorful potatoes, no matter how delicious they are, she is tired of eating them.

Now they are sold everywhere in the market. In fact, it doesn’t matter if you grow colorful potatoes or not, but Kong Xuan is different from others, he likes free ones.

"Then the mountain is empty?" Yang Xinxin raised an eyebrow.

"It's too wasteful to be empty, raise some chicken feet, the chicken feet are delicious." Kong Xuan said enthusiastically.

The two walked towards the farm while talking.

At this time, all the pigs, cattle and sheep in the villa went out to eat pigling grass in the grass, and the wolfdogs in the east, west, and west stared at them majesticly, except for the pig that Kong Xuan fed with spiritual soil, separated by itself. .

Yang Xinxin went to look at the pig, and found that the pig seemed to be the same as other pigs on the surface, but Yang Xinxin felt that there was a spirit flowing in this pig.

"Kong Xuan, isn't this pig eating the heavenly soil to open up his mind and cultivate?" Yang Xinxin turned pale with shock.

Kong Xuan curled his lips: "Xinxin, it is extremely difficult for mortal animals to become refined. It is almost impossible. This pig just ate some soil with spiritual energy, and the meat quality has changed."

Yang Xinxin felt relieved when she heard that she wasn't perfect.

In fact, she has been afraid to use heavenly soil on animals, the big reason is that she is afraid that they will become spirits.

"It's not good, it's not good."

"Leave this pig, and our family will eat it for ourselves, not sell it."

Because of Kong Xuan's move, Yang Xinxin's thinking became more broad-minded. Before, she was worried that too much spiritual energy would cause animals to become spirits, but now it seems that worrying is unfounded.

It's so easy for an animal to become a spirit.

Didn't Kong Xuan say that he wanted to raise chickens on his hilltop? Why not mix the soil and water together to feed the chickens?

When Yang Xinxin thought of this, he told Kong Xuan about it. Kong Xuan, who loves his wife, of course nodded and agreed. Isn't it just an experiment with a mountain of chickens? Take it and take it.

As long as Xinxin likes it.

……

After returning from Fairyland Villa, Yang Xinxin and Kong Xuan went to the Jatropha base.

The jatropha cultivated with heavenly soil failed, but Yang Xinxin did not give up. It took a while for the jatropha that had used different evolution solutions to see the direction of evolution.

So Yang Xinxin continued to cultivate Jatropha curcas with heavenly soil.

With the support of the country, Yang Xinxin can have as many jatropha trees as she wants, but all the jatropha trees with messy evolutionary directions she made with the heavenly soil were transported to the National Research Institute by Lieutenant Colonel Fang Ze.

Yang Xinxin just sprinkled a handful of heavenly soil on the Jatropha tree in front of her. She glanced at Kong Xuan next to her and raised the corners of her lips slightly. Fortunately, there was Kong Xuan, otherwise she would not have dared to use heavenly soil to cultivate Jatropha so recklessly. mad tree.

Two months later, in mid-July, Yang Xinxin, who had been busy for several months, finally cultivated the energy plants needed above—diesel plants.

"The task is finally completed." Yang Xinxin looked at the new Jatropha curcas in front of him with satisfaction.

After evolution, the Jatropha curcas has become taller and stronger, and the fruits it bears are large, numerous and strong. The most important Jatropha curcas can no longer be called Jatropha curcas. It has lost its toxicity and has become a harmless plant.

Yang Xinxin gave it a new name—diesel tree.

The fruit of the diesel tree is full of oily liquid, and it can be used directly as diesel without conversion and refining.

This big surprise almost knocked Yang Xinxin out.

"Kong Xuan, I really didn't expect that the combination of heavenly soil and evolution solution could produce such a perfect diesel tree." Yang Xinxin sighed happily.

"Xinxin is amazing."

Kong Xuan rolled his eyes with a happy smile. The diesel tree has been cultivated, and finally there is no need to toss about it. It is really gratifying.

"It's not that I'm good. If I didn't have the heavenly soil and the evolution solution, I definitely wouldn't be able to grow such a perfect diesel tree." Yang Xinxin shook her head with self-knowledge.

"Adventures are also strength." For Kong Xuan, strength is very important, but luck is more important.

His luck is not good, otherwise he would not have been trapped by a garbage disposal station for tens of thousands of years, but it is not too bad, otherwise he would not have met Xinxin.

"Xinxin, the diesel tree has been bred, let's kill a few chickens to celebrate."

Kong Xuan thought of the chickens he raised on the mountain, with sparkling peach eyes. These chickens have mutated after eating the water mixed with Tianting soil, and they are tall and strong, and they are also very ferocious.

But the eggs are laid diligently, and the meat is delicious, especially the chicken feet, which are tender and fragrant, making it hard to stop.

Xinxin loves to eat very much.

"Well, we should kill a few to celebrate." Yang Xinxin was greedy when he heard Kong Xuan mention the chickens raised on the mountain.

I didn't expect the mutated chicken to be so delicious.

After eating the mutated chicken, ordinary chicken can no longer be eaten. It is really easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.

Fortunately, the eggs laid by the mutated chickens also hatched out of mutated chickens. The chicken farm of the uncle's family, under the suggestion of Yang Xinxin and Kong Xuan, has already started raising mutated chickens.

In the future, there will be a lot of mutated chickens to eat.

When Yang Xinxin was thinking about a better life in the future, the Tianting garbage disposal station that was gradually binding in his mind suddenly experienced a huge shock.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your Huahua and nutrient solution, okay?

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