After Xiuxian came back, I became a vegetable farmer

"I know what you mean." Lin Mumu endured the disappointment, "Then what can I do for Qingcui Mountain?"

Liu Baihua looked at her, "Leave a legacy for Qingcui Mountain."

Lin Mumu couldn't believe his ears again. He didn't want to die, but to leave a legacy?what do you mean?Could it be that he wants to let her take the position of head?

What about his apprentice?

Lin Mumu had a guess in her heart that the master and apprentice wanted to die by themselves, and they couldn't bear the severance of the master's lineage, so they chose themselves before the crisis came.

I didn't expect that I would hear this kind of news and have such an adventure when I came to that dish happily.

Lin Mumu promised: "Thanks to Mr. Liu, I will do my best to leave a legacy for Qingcui Mountain."

"Still called Mr.?" Liu Baihua said, "It's time to call him Master."

Lin Mumu adjusted his mentality, got out of the car, turned to Liu Baihua's side, bowed towards him, and called him Master.

At this moment, her fate seemed to be one with that of Verdant Mountain.

Liu Baihua said: "If you have time now, I'll take you to Qingcui Mountain."

"I have time now." Lin Mumu got in the car, started the car, and drove towards Qingcui Mountain.

Who among their group of practitioners doesn't know about Green Mountain?

tourist attractions.

The headquarters association organizes tours every year, taking young practitioners to the mountains to study for free.

It was said to be learning, but the practitioners who led the team didn't have much respect for Qingcui Mountain, and they also ridiculed the head of Qingcui Mountain who was unconscious at that time.

As a result, the new generation of practitioners often regard the Green Mountain as a joke.

It was only later that Lin Mumu finally figured out the status of Qingcui Mountain among practitioners after slowly getting in touch with practitioners like Lao Fang.

The car is parked in the parking lot at the foot of the mountain.

In the entire parking lot, besides Lin Mumu's car, there were three pickup trucks.

Noticing her gaze, Liu Baihua explained directly: "It's the car of the decorator on the mountain. The man called by Lao Fang is not quick in his hands and feet, and he hasn't finished the decoration until today."

What Liu Baihua said was not objective. The top of the mountain was dented by Lin Xian, and Lao Fang spent a lot of time and money just leveling the foundation.

The two walked up the steps.

During the period, Liu Baihua briefly introduced the situation of Shimen.

As he said, Lin Mumu memorized it carefully.

Pushing open the mountain gate, Liu Baihua led her towards the only completed building.

The door of the small building was locked, and the key was on Liu Baihua's body. After he unlocked it, he took one of the keys from his own bunch and gave it to Lin Mumu, "I'll give you this key.

It contains all the exercises, cultivation tips, and some anecdotes that the teacher has collected over the years. These things are more precious than any gold and silver treasures. "

Liu Baihua walked to the bookshelf, and took out the thinnest book among them, "It's written in it is the exercise of the gods, you take it back and study it hard, if you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

Among the cultivators, Liu Baihua, with the cultivation power at the core, started comprehensive preparations in order to deal with the coming big hole.

That mysterious big hole, for the core practitioners, simply destroyed their normal life.

But after withdrawing from cultivators, looking at the lives of ordinary people, it is still as peaceful as before.

The village head of Xialing Village finished his lunch and opened a cigarette as usual.

Smoke rings rose from the mouth, floated to the eyes and spread out.He was smoking a cigarette, thinking about something, and there was an uncleaned rice bowl in front of him.

Her wife sits on a small bench by the door and peels garlic, which is used for barbecues by the river. She can also earn 30 yuan a day for processing these ingredients.

As she gets older, she would have no income at home, but now she can earn 30 yuan a day without delaying the work at home, so she is quite satisfied.

"Stop smoking, take away your rice bowl when you're done eating, don't wait for me for everything."

The village head looked down on her job, "Do you still want me to wash the pots and pans? Are you going back?"

"I'm not doing my job, can't you stretch out your hand?"

"What kind of job are you doing?" The village chief took a puff of cigarette, "I can do it without smoking two packs a day."

"Then why can't you smoke two packs less?"

The village chief glanced at the cigarette held between his fingers, "My son-in-law bought it, didn't you smoke the long hair?"

The village chief's wife snorted at him, "I don't want to do things, I talk a lot of nonsense."

The village head was impatient: "Don't talk all day, I'm thinking about something!"

"What are you thinking about?" The village head's wife said it was not enough, "What can you think about?"

"If you think about things in the village, don't talk too much if you don't understand."

The village chief's wife slowed down her movements of peeling garlic, "What's going on in the village? What, is there another quarrel?"

"Hey, tell me what you can think about?" The village chief raised his legs and leaned his back against the wall, "I was thinking, our village has developed this year, and Jianguo and Laoyi's family grow vegetables aside. Not to mention, there are several other companies that have followed Xizong and the others to learn how to grow mushrooms recently.

In the future, there will only be more and more people like this in our village.

Could there be some kind of union called the Xialing Village Agricultural Products Federation? "

The wife of the village chief didn't understand these words, but the daughter who came down from the upstairs heard the way, and she ran to the village chief excitedly, "Dad, your idea is very good!
You create a federation, then you will serve as the president, and let these farmers pay the money on time every month..."

"What nonsense." The village chief gave her a blank look, "There is no gate in his mouth."

"Hey, why am I talking nonsense, you haven't seen it outside, it's like this outside."

But the village head said: "I want to be a brand in the village, and I want those farmers to guarantee the quality."

"It sounds so good, but the ultimate goal is not to collect money, and there is no one else in the family, so why do you say it so high-sounding."

The village chief looked at her and got angry, "Don't be silly if you don't understand, clean up the dishes and chopsticks."

"Agricultural product cooperatives" and "brands in the village" are what the village head heard from Professor Meng. Since successful village enterprises outside all do this, their village can follow suit.

He didn't have anyone to discuss with at home, so he just went out for a walk.

No, as soon as he left, he came to the vicinity of Lin Xiao's house. He looked at it from a distance and found that the door was open, so he made up his mind.

"Is Jianguo at home?" The village head approached the door and called out.

Father Lin, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, poked his head out, "Village Chief, I'm at home, come in and sit down."

"Wait a minute, I'll go there after I wash my hands." Father Lin washed his hands and washed a cup.

When he arrived at the front living room, the village chief had already chatted with Lin Xian.

Look at the things in front of the village chief, soda, beef jerky.

I really think highly of the village chief. Are his teeth moving or what?

Lin Xian was still there and asked, "Does the spicy flavor taste better, or the original flavor?"

The village chief chewed it hard, "Let's eat the original taste, the spicy one makes my stomach uncomfortable."