Farming, Learning Martial Arts, and Peace In the World

Cut the mess with a quick knife.

It was almost the fourth day that Chi Qiaosong took office, and he elected the deputy director, not by himself, but by the introduction of Master Hao Bozhao.

A 50-something-year-old warrior.

After practicing martial arts all his life, he stopped at the inferior, and even now his blood is about to decline.

Perhaps it was the waste of martial arts, which has long since smoothed out his temperament as a warrior, and has become almost no different from ordinary people: "Director Chi, thank you for your attention, today I am old Chen, please go to the Mokan Hotel for a drink. "

"Old Chen, don't be so polite. Since Master introduced you, you can take care of the dredging for me. If you can't find me, tell my secretary Li Weiwei and ask him to call me." Chi Qiaosong declined.

He sought the director of the dredging office just to have an official identity on the bright side.

I don't plan to get into officialdom now.

So there is no need to get too familiar with Lao Chen to prevent things from going bad in the future.

Now that the Pengli Great Lake has begun to store water, the water level is rising steadily, and there is nothing to do in dredging, so Chi Qiaosong is too lazy to stay in the office. Just like in the Lecture Martial Arts Hall, one clicks a 卯 and leaves.

He is now focused on farming in Chijiashan.

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"Swine fever... No, it's Chijiashan." The second uncle carried the wood, "The location is better than a ridge. There is such a big open space on the old pig farm."

The little uncle took the tape measure and was in charge of planning the site: "This **** doesn't seem to be formed naturally, it should have been leveled by the previous pig farm owner. Look at these bricks, from the east to the west, indicating that this pig farm is very big. ."

"If it's not big, why did the boss commit suicide after a swine fever, and he must have lost his pants."

The construction of Chijiashan is already in full swing.

My sister-in-law stayed in the Qingxiangjiayuan community in the city to take care of a few children, while the others came to Chijiashan to reclaim the barren hills.

"The field can be opened today." Father Chi turned the soil with a shovel to prepare the farmland.

Without suitable farmland, the golden fingers of Botian in Chi Qiaosong's mind cannot be realized at all, so he can only reclaim five acres of land first.

The pig farm originally built by a wealthy family on the mountain is located halfway up the mountain of Chijia Mountain.

This is the slumped area of ​​the mountain, and there is a flat sloping land facing south, with an area of ​​about 100 mu. Blocked by mountains on three sides, only the south is open.

The **** is covered with pine trees and some small shrubs.

Chiqiaosong is using a pick to uproot these pine trees.

The mother pool and the second aunt carried the baskets and followed behind to dig the soil. They were responsible for jumping out the broken bricks in the soil, otherwise there were too many stones and it would be impossible to farm.

Axe surrounded Chi Qiaosong, looking up from time to time, it was already a qualified hunting dog.

But there is still a long way to go before the mountain dog.

"Wang Wang!"

In the distance came the barking of the big yellow dog. It was being chased by seven little puppies. Since the seven puppies were with him, the big yellow dog has never flattered the axe again.

Suddenly.

On the hillside to the east, there was a cow cry: "Moo!"

The bull's cry got closer and closer, and soon a small emerald-green Flood Dragon emerged, about three meters in length, thicker than an adult's arm.

It opened its mouth wide and was about to swallow the axe.

The axe calmly hid at Chi Qiaosong's feet. Chi Qiaosong just raised his head and glanced at Xiaoqing. Xiaoqing grinned humanely as if smirking, and then turned around as if nothing happened.

"Don't run around."

"Moo."

"Where's Xiaobai, go get Xiaobai back."

"Moo."

Xiaoqing went quickly, and when he came back, he already had a large snow-white toad the size of a grinding disc in his mouth - even if Xiaoqing held it in his mouth, it wouldn't move.

Put it on the ground, move your toes a little, choose a comfortable position, and continue to rest on your stomach.

On the top of the mountain not far away, on an old locust tree, a hairless old fox wearing a Taoist robe Tu Shanruo, looking at the scene halfway up the mountain, stretched out his paws and touched his chin comfortably.

With this touch, he suddenly found that he had no whiskers on his mouth.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across its face, and it couldn't help tightening the robe—it had been a month, and there was still no sign of hair growing on its body.

Rao is the face that it has lived for ninety-nine years, and it can't stand this bald appearance, which really makes the fox embarrassed.

As early as after the Chijiashan deed was obtained, Tu Shanru brought Xiaoqing and Xiaobai back. With it sitting in Chijiashan, Chi Qiaosong can rest assured that his parents, aunts and uncles, aunts and uncles work here.

After he goes to work every day, he returns to work here.

Bang, bang.

With three or two strokes, the iron pick ripped open the roots of the tree and pulled out a large pine tree. He threw away the iron pick and replaced it with a hatchet, and continued to chop off the branches.

Cut a pine tree into a bare trunk.

The second uncle came over, picked up the trunk, and asked, "Did you think of a name for this place?"

"Pine Garden?" Chi Qiaosong said casually, this sloping land is full of pine trees, and his name has the word "pine" in it, so he simply named it after Pine Garden.

The second uncle nodded: "Okay, it sounds good."

The little uncle also came over after a while: "Pull the fence around it, and open a canal along the hillside depression, and this side can be fenced off."

"The amount of work is not small."

"It's not too small. Now build a wooden house for a transition, and then you have to ask someone to build a few bungalows. It's better to build a water tower on the hillside to divert water to the house, and then pull a wire, and people can live here. "

"Step by step, try to be busy within three months."

"If you are willing to spend money, one month is enough."

With the bonus of 100,000 yuan given by the county, plus the money from selling pearls before, and the money from the previous balance, Lao Chi's small treasury has 200,000 to 300,000 yuan.

In this era of lower prices, there are too many things that two or three thousand can do.

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That afternoon, five acres of land were opened.

Bricks and stones have been picked up, roots and weeds have been removed, but there is no compost, no ripe fields, not even a little bit of chemical fertilizer.

Now these five acres of land, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is too thin.

But this is enough, Chi Qiaosong motioned his parents, aunt and uncle to go home first, and he stayed here alone. Even the hairless old fox, Tu Shanluo, motioned it to go out with Xiaoqing.

"After holding it for several days, I'm finally ready!" He looked at the newly cultivated empty field in front of him, and decided to materialize.

in an instant.

The thin field sealed in his mind turned into a light that only he could see, and sprinkled on the five acres of neat fields. It seems that there is a layer of dense circulation, and the five acres of land have turned into a flexible thin field.

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In each acre of thin fields, each has a spiritual root that breaks the ground.

Laurel trees grew on the first acre, peach trees grew on the second acre, colorful gourd vines grew on the third acre, phoenix sycamore trees grew on the fourth acre, and nectar grew on the fifth acre. Tea bushes.

besides.

Bare and no grass.

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The fifth grade of thin field: five acres

Fertilizer bank: four packs

Benling root (2): laurel tree (…); peach tree (…)

Outer spiritual roots (3): colorful gourd vine (…); phoenix sycamore wood (…); nectar tea bushes (…)

Spirit crops: none

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"Hey, four packs of fertilizer?"

Chi Qiaosong was astonished. According to his speculation, Bo Tian lost a week's worth of spiritual energy in April, and there should be no fourth packet of fertilizer. Yet it did appear.

"That is to say, the so-called Bo Tian exhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has nothing to do with whether it is embodied or not?"

"This makes sense. After all, the thin field has expanded five times from one mu to five mu, and only one bag of fertilizer can be condensed every month... It's a bit like a monthly reward in the game."

It is good news that the fertilizer has arrived on time and has not been delayed.

Chi Qiaosong didn't pay too much attention, he went straight to the laurel tree on the first acre of land.