small farmer

Chapter 318
As long as you can make money,

For the villagers, it's nothing to suffer and suffer.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people in the village who traveled thousands of miles away to work, leaving their hometowns and suffering the pain of being separated from their families.

Therefore, Uncle Yu feels that he is already very happy. It is really very lucky to be able to find such a good job in the village.

After bidding farewell to Old Uncle Yu, Zhang Feng went back to the house and walked home.

As soon as we got to the entrance of the village, we saw two stinky baskets, the second uncle and the Paoshan master, playing chess. Their vegetable baskets were still on the side.

"Ouch! My car!" Master Paoshan suddenly screamed, and immediately wanted to regret his move: "It's not counting, I didn't see it just now!"

"Hey, it's chess, don't go back on your word, you put the rook to death in front of the soldiers, can you blame me?" The second uncle held on to the rook he had eaten, and said with a smile on his face.

"Okay, you're ruthless..." Master Paoshan knew he was wrong, gritted his teeth and gave the second uncle a hard look, thinking that he must get this place back later.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng couldn't help laughing. The two elders not only need to pay attention to chess skills, but also have quick eyesight and quick hands, because if they don't react fast enough, they can't beat each other.

"Hey, why do you say so many people go to the mountain temple recently? What's so good about the barren mountains and wild mountains?" The second uncle said to Master Paoshan while playing chess.

"What's the matter? Isn't everyone in the city like this? If you're idle, you just go to the mountains. Every year we go to the mountains to search and rescue a few times." The mountain master is most familiar with the mountains. Every time a tourist disappears, he will be killed. Called to participate in the search and rescue, so it is no surprise that he knows how to play in these cities.

Hearing this, Zhang Feng couldn't help but smile. Now that everyone's life and work pressure is increasing, many urban white-collar workers like outdoor sports, such as mountain climbing, rock climbing, wild survival, and crossing the desert. No matter how dangerous it is, you can see news about playing yourself to death every once in a while.

After watching the two play chess for a while, Zhang Feng walked home.

As soon as I walked to the door of the house, I saw my little sister teasing the village monkey.

"I have a poem here, as long as you can read it, I will give it to you little fish." The little girl raised the crispy fish in her hand and said to the drooling kids.

"I'm coming! I'm coming! Sister Xiaoyue asked me to come first..." The little duck immediately raised his hand and shouted excitedly, already salivating over the crispy fish in Zhang Yue's hand.

"Okay, then the little duck will come first..." The other little kids stopped fighting after seeing that sister Xiaoyue had already called the roll, and waited curiously for the little duck to read it out.

"Hmm~ what... what word is this?" Although the duckling took the lead, he was stumped by the first word. The little guy racked his brains but couldn't figure out how to pronounce the first word.

"Haha! You are so stupid, little duck, you don't even know about 'Wo' from Wo Rusong...Come and let me do it!" Seeing that the little duck couldn't read, Zhang Xiaoshan immediately pushed the little duck away and was about to go out.

"Huh, what's so great about people who have scored eight, nine, or ten points in the exam? I even scored more than 80 points in the exam this time!" After being ridiculed by Zhang Xiaoshan, the little duck immediately turned back.

"So what, anyway, I know this poem and you can't..." Zhang Xiaoshan raised his head proudly.

Seeing Zhang Yue covering her mouth and sniggering, Zhang Feng shook his head knowing that these little brats must have been tricked by this girl again. Sure enough, when Zhang Xiaoshan read it aloud, Zhang Feng couldn't help shaking his head, thinking that this girl Funny all day!
"I'm stupid, I'm uneducated, I have a low IQ, if you ask me who I am, I'm a big stupid ass."

puff!

Hearing the laughter behind him, Zhang Feng turned his head to look. I don't know when Yiyi walked behind her. She couldn't help laughing when she heard the poem Zhang Xiaoshan read.

"These children are so cute." Liu Yiyi couldn't help but said, "But Xiaoyue is also very interesting."

"Hey! This girl has never grown up, she has been crazy all day long, really...!" Zhang Feng said when he saw the little girl shaking his head.

"Actually, I think it's good for Xiaoyue to be like this. Isn't it great that she is innocent and carefree?" Liu Yiyi said instead.

Thinking about Yiyi's words carefully, Zhang Feng couldn't help but nodded. It's true that it's good to be so heartless, as long as my sister is happy, isn't this what I have been pursuing.

The two chatted and walked a long way along Moon Lake without knowing it.

"Why is it so noisy over there, let's go and see..." Walking halfway, I heard a commotion ahead, and many tourists gathered on the side of the road, which was very lively.

So Zhang Feng took Yiyi's hand and curiously walked towards the place where the crowd gathered.

When Zhang Feng came to the scene, he realized that it was Uncle Seven who accidentally found a tree root buried in the water when he was fishing. He didn't take it seriously at first, but soon he I found out that the tree root is not simple, it is actually golden nanmu, which was unimaginably expensive in the past few years, so Uncle Seven called seven or eight villagers to help to fish it up.

After the root came out of the water, everyone came to watch. Zhang Feng was also very shocked when he saw it. Good guy, the whole tree root is more than two meters in diameter, and there are seven or eight forked roots. The most amazing thing is that the tree root has no branches. Soaked by the lake water, the unique golden color of the golden nanmu can still be seen in the peeling place.

Zhang Feng couldn't help but be amazed, such a good old material, if it wasn't worth millions three or five years ago, don't even think about it, but since 13 years, the market price of golden nanmu has plummeted, and its value has directly depreciated by hundreds of times , but now it is estimated that no one wants 1 yuan.

"Brother, do you sell this tree root?"

"Sell, how much can you give?" Little Seventh Uncle sat on the tree stump, puffed out a cigarette and asked with a smile.

"How about 800 yuan?" The tourist obviously wanted to pick up a bargain, thinking that Xiao Qishu didn't know how to do it.

"800 yuan??" Uncle Seven shook his head and stopped talking.

"Brother, how about selling it to me for 2000 yuan?" A tourist in his forties squatted down and looked carefully, as if he was also very interested in the tree stump.

"Let's say it first, I am the root of the golden nanmu tree, and if it is less than 1 yuan, there is no need to bid..." Xiao Qishu spent a lot of effort to fish up the tree stump, which is definitely a good thing for the golden nanmu. The price is somewhat known, so it is probably impossible for these guys to miss it.

"Brother, 1 yuan is too expensive. You also know that the market is sluggish now, and I won't take advantage of you. How about [-] yuan?" The tourist who paid [-] yuan just now asked Uncle Qi expectantly again.

Uncle Seven thought for a while, but finally shook his head and did not let go. He probably wanted to wait for more buyers to arrive. Although Jinsi Nanmu is lonely now, Uncle Seven firmly believes that such a good old material must have many people would be interested.

(End of this chapter)