Escape from the wasteland and farm: the full-level boss dressed as the best eldest sister

Chapter 313

"Mohist, there is no problem for the emperor above, and there is no difficulty for farming and farming below. It is naturally powerful."

The cripple uncle boasted that he was not good at it, but he boasted that he learned from his family, so naturally he would not stop doing one set after another.

"However, the direct disciples of the aristocratic family have lived in seclusion in the mountains and ignored the worldly affairs for many years, and the world has long been unable to find their traces."

"That being said, in this troubled world, even the hermit family has been uncovered, right? Haven't you also gone to the front line as a red man?"

Bai Junjun's words could not be said to be unreasonable, which made the uncle choke, and he said helplessly after a while: "That's true, did our brothers and sisters really suffer from unreasonable disasters?"

"Fellow?"

Bai Junjun and Li Wenli were taken aback.

I thought the crippled uncle was alone, so he still has relatives and friends in this Death Valley?

They thought of the two at the same time, and before they could ask, there was the sound of "cackling" from the elevator downstairs, and after a while, the one-armed uncle and the one-eyed uncle slowly appeared in front of them.

The appearance of the two was unexpected and reasonable.

After all, what they saw in the past two days was the two of them Mengbuliqiao, Qiaobulimeng.

And didn't it mean that the blind uncle and the one-armed uncle became like this just to save each other?

Strictly speaking, there was no life-and-death friendship earlier, and it is indeed impossible to sacrifice arms and eyes for the other party.

Originally, they thought that the people here were all pure comrades-in-arms, but now they couldn't understand it.

So who are the three in front of me?
Are they really as simple as the descendants of the outer sect disciples of Guigu?
Both Li Wenli and Bai Junjun were dumbfounded.

"Well, you old cripple, you still want to recruit disciples secretly. Fortunately, we are well informed. We have caught up with the critical moment."

"Little fox, girl Junjun, have you been apprenticed yet?"

As soon as the two met, they covered their faces and asked about the situation. Bai Junjun and Li Wenli opened their mouths, not knowing how to answer.

The crippled uncle shook his head while holding his forehead: "Don't make trouble and don't listen to any of them. They all say that I am not an apprentice, but you don't believe me."

"If you don't accept disciples, what do you ask them to come up to? Do you still listen to stories?"

The two were puzzled.

The lame uncle told them the ins and outs helplessly.

"So you want to exchange technology with little fox brother?"

"Yes." The cripple answered frankly.

"Then we also learned how to make salt, and I want to exchange it with them."

One-armed without humility.

"Fox brother Junjun, let me tell you the truth. The three of us three brothers and sisters are learning different things. The cripple learned about the difficulties of farming, while we learned about the emperor's affairs. Ours is more valuable."

"Nonsense, what did the ancestors often say? Officials are impermanent, nobles and people have no end to baseness. The difficulty of farming is the way of the world."

Several people were talking and debating who was more knowledgeable.

Bai Junjun didn't understand what it was that they were talking about.

But looking at the quarreling posture of the three, it should be that the cripple uncle learned one thing, while the one-armed and one-eyed uncle learned another.

It's no wonder that the two of them are neighbors, and the crippled uncle lives alone. There is still professional mutual contempt between the brothers who dare to love each other.

Seeing that the content of their debate was getting more and more profound, Li Wenli had no choice but to interrupt.

"In fact, it doesn't matter whether the emperor's affairs or the difficulties of farming are the same to us. If you teachers don't hesitate to teach us, we will be more happy."

When they heard Li Wenli's words, they realized that they had fallen into the third-flavored debate again.

(End of this chapter)