Farming, learning Wu, and peace in the world

Chapter 127 Swine Fever Mountain

That night.

The old fox fell into a dream.

"Brother Chi is fine, and my heart is at peace."

"Xiaoqing and Xiaobai are alright?"

"It's all right, Xiaoqing has already shed a jiao slough, and Xiaobai has also shed a toad garment." Tu Shanzi said, "The warrior atmosphere here is too strong, I dare not stay for long."

"Wait for a few days, and when I get my new mountain top, you will come back...Keep the jiaoyao and the toad clothes well, I will be of great use."

After saying hello, Tu Shanzi left the dreamland in a hurry.

Binxi Manor belongs to a high-end community. Most of the people who live here are martial arts masters. The owners are all warriors and warriors. There are also several warriors like Hao Bozhao.

The aura is so strong that the evil spirits dare not approach it at all.

That is to say, after Tu Shanzi was struck by lightning, all the evil energy in his body was eliminated before he dared to come to entrust his dream.Otherwise, if you give it ten guts, it won't dare to come to Binxi Manor.

90 years of Taoism is not enough to let it run amok in the world.

This is also the reason why it wants to survive the catastrophe of the human fetus and re-cultivate as a human being. Human beings are the masters of the Republic of Great Xia and the world.

Mo Kanjiao, who was as tyrannical as crossing a catastrophe, was still cut in two in the end.

It can be seen how difficult it is for the aliens to survive in the Republic of Great Xia—this is true even for Ruishou, let alone Xiexiong.

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For three days in a row, Ikehashi Matsu was pretending to be sick.

He reads every issue of "Pengli Evening News", but unfortunately he has never found a manuscript signed by Lu Yu, and there are no other news reports about himself.

To put it bluntly, compared with the actions of Peng Li and Lian Guoduan's four ghosts, his contribution is too small.

It was so small that after mentioning a few words, no one paid any attention.

"It's just a floating name. In the future, fame and fortune can be obtained at your fingertips, so why worry about gains and losses now." Chi Qiaosong laughed at himself, came to the backyard of the villa, and practiced "Hercules".

Seems to be cumulative enough.

This time when he was practicing boxing, inspiration exploded in his mind, and he showed more than a dozen different postures of ferocious beasts with each move, and impressively grasped the tricks of "Hercules Fist".

Unfortunately.

Susukida is still in his mind, and he can't fertilize for the time being to observe how many bags of fertilizer this "Fist of Hercules" needs.

"There are three packs of fertilizer in the fertilizer depot. It was supposed to condense another pack in May, but now that Susukida has been taken back, it is impossible to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. I'm afraid it will be delayed for a while."

He calculated silently.

Xiaoqing took off a jiao slough and at least six packs of fertilizer.

Xiao Bai accidentally took off a piece of toad clothing. Ikehashi Song had heard that toad clothing was a precious medicinal material. He thought that after holding the fertile field, he could get at least a pack of fertilizer.

After all, Xiaobai is also an auspicious creature, different from ordinary spirit beasts.

"But it's hard to say, Xiaobai's stupid appearance doesn't show any spirituality...Compared with Xiaoqing, it's just like the sky and the earth."

Ikehashimatsu sighed.

Xiaoqing's agility and Xiaoqing's talent are so powerful that they can be seen with the naked eye.

Xiaobai's stupidity and Xiaobai's laziness are clearly visible to the naked eye.

"After all the calculations, there are only ten packs of fertilizer now. I hope "Fist of Hercules" doesn't need too much fertilizer." After counting the fertilizer, he couldn't wait to start farming.

Every day of delay is a day of martial arts progress.

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A week flies by.

The weather in early May became hotter and hotter. Since the heavy rain on the hairless old fox Dujie, there has been no rain in Mokan County for more than half a month.

"It's been more than a year since time travel."

Standing on the top of a barren mountain, Ikehashimatsu felt homesick for some reason.

Father Chi was smoking a dry cigarette, standing with Chi Qiaosong.

"This mountain is much larger than a ridge. The county is really generous, and it was allocated directly to our family. I have read the red stamp on the land deed for a long time. It is the stamp of the Forestry Office."

A ridge is no more than [-] meters high and low, and the whole area is about [-] acres.

However, this new mountain is about 150 meters high, slightly steeper and more rugged than a ridge, and roughly calculates that it covers an area of ​​about [-] mu.

It is half an hour's walk from the county seat and only 10 minutes by bike.

There is just no right way.

There is a concrete road leading to a ridge in the county town, and a poor gravel road was built halfway through the road, and this gravel road leads to this barren mountain.

About 20 years ago, a wealthy family contracted this mountain to raise pigs on the mountain.

As a result, there was swine fever, and all the pigs died. The rich man lost everything at that time, and within a few days he swallowed a gun and committed suicide.The mountain was barren again.

Villagers in several nearby ravines called it Swine Fever Mountain.

Ikehashisong traveled to many places around the county, but finally felt that the hill beside Qianli Cuilong Mausoleum was more suitable for farming, so he chose Swine Fever Mountain.

It is close to the county seat, and it is convenient to enter and exit Qianli Cuilong Mausoleum.

Moreover, there is a small river at the foot of the mountain, which isolates the mountain from the surrounding hills, and there are no villagers living nearby.

of course.

When registering and writing the title deed, Chi Qiaosong thought that Swine Fever Mountain was not good, so he changed it to Chijia Mountain—the name was mentioned by his uncle Wen Yixiang.

The little uncle's heart is not on farming, he only thinks about going back to the county to do business in the future.

So I don't mind that the top of the mountain is called Chijiashan.

"It's a big project to transform!" The second uncle wore a straw hat and carried a shovel, sweating profusely, walking up, followed by the big yellow dog and seven puppies, "It's a pity that there is filth on the other side of the ridge, otherwise those barbed wire They can be moved here, saving a lot of materials.”

A hurdle has become uninhabitable, including the houses at the foot of the mountain, which have been cordoned off.

Chijia Village moved across the road as a whole.

Compensation and so on will be borne by the county, and the tax will be exempted for ten years.

"Let's start from scratch. This is our family's mountain. It's different from a hurdle." Father Chi secretly smiled in his heart. The land that belongs to him and the land contracted are two different concepts.

According to the simple concept of farmers, the contracted land will be handed back in the future no matter how ripe it is.

But the land of one's own home is a land that can be passed on from generation to generation. It needs to be taken care of carefully in order to raise generations of children and grandchildren.

The second uncle agreed with a full face: "Yes, I have a lot of energy in my work!"

Chi Qiaosong smiled and said, "Second Uncle, don't worry, after a few years, I'll buy all the surrounding hills and give them to you to plant."

The second uncle immediately drooped his face: "That's not good, that's not good, the second uncle is still waiting to get your favor, and he will start a big business in the future... Farming can't last a lifetime."

He has never been a quiet person.

When I was the poorest, I never thought about farming. I would rather work part-time in the county with my second aunt.

Like the sister-in-law's family, the second uncle's family is also waiting for Chi Qiaosong to become a high-ranking official, so that they can live a good life in the county in the future-the peasants of the Republic of China are the poorest class.

Given the opportunity to choose, no one wants to go home and farm.

Father Chi knocked on the pipe and interrupted: "Okay, Xiaosong, go back to the city if you have something to do. You're going to work in a new environment soon, and learn more from your master. He has a lot of experience in officialdom."

During this week, Hao Bozhao worked repeatedly.

Ikehashisong not only successfully made second-class merit and became a regular member of the New Right Association, but also successfully took over the position of director of the Dredging Office and became a grassroots cadre under Zhu Dashuai.

This is the official civil servant establishment of the Republic of China.

In the future, no matter which warlord is in charge, Ikehashi Song will be an iron-clad local official.

(End of this chapter)