Interstellar wasteland: I have a pristine planet

Chapter 22
The village committee of Dongfangshen Village, Buyunshan Township.

Bai Jiasan bargained with the village in the office of the village party secretary.

"Secretary Shi! Is your contract valid? Don't count it when you change jobs. Do you want to find a lawyer to have it notarized?"

Bai Mang was still a little uneasy.

"Don't worry about this, it will definitely work!" Shi Hao, secretary of Dongfangshen Village, assured, patted his chest.

"Also! If I manage the Wild Boar Ditch well in the future, if the villagers are jealous and want to recycle it, they will have to pay me for the damage."

"Of course."

Bai Mang considered many aspects and put them all into the contract before signing the contract.

Baimang signed his name on the lease contract and paid a deposit of 1 yuan.

From the moment he stopped writing, the right to use the 500-meter-long and 400-meter-wide Wild Boar Ditch belongs to him for the next 30 years.

Half of the hillside deep in Yezhugou is also included.

The village security director took his grandfather and Bai Cangsheng to drive to Yezhugou and drew the boundary.

The three of the Bai family walked around the wild boar ditch.

In midsummer, the wild boar ditch is lush, with both the gurgling water controlled from the mountain and the fragrance of wild flowers.

Of course, the wild boar is definitely gone.

Both Bai Wansheng and Bai Cangsheng had family affairs, so they stayed here for a short time before returning home.

Only Baimang was left here to plan.

The ultimate purpose of Baimang is to plant herbs from Lanmang here, and other designs are just a cover.

Of course, if other things can produce economic benefits, that would be even better.

The first thing Baimang has to do is to build a mobile home here, and then move here by himself.

When the housing problem is resolved, he will start planting the several herbs he brought back from Lanmanxing.

Naturally, the house cannot be built in the ditch. During the flood season, the ditch must be full of water. He didn't want to wake up and the house would be washed out of the ditch.

Baimang chose a place with few trees on the left hillside, backed by a small rock mountain, facing south, with plenty of sunshine, and arable land in front of the house.

You can sit back and relax here in spring, summer and autumn. In winter, there is a small rock mountain behind to block the wind, and it is not too cold.

It is impossible to build a heating furnace in the house.

Yao Yue, Bai Mang suspects that she has the qualifications to inherit Conan's mantle. She can find places like Yezhugou, and Bai Mang can't help but sigh how amazing it is.

"I'm going to write a novel about detectives. I'll let you be the protagonist. I think you have the qualifications to be a detective."

Yao Yue was confused: "What do you mean?"

"I've been stuck in this barren mountain, but you can still find it. How did you find it here?"

"Your second uncle told me."

It turned out that the reason was here, he was brewing feelings for nothing.

"Brother Baimang! You hired Yezhugou, what are you doing here?"

"Let's open a farmhouse!"

"Nonsense! Who would come to this remote place to play your farmhouse?"

This place is really remote, and there is no hardened road, it is all dirt roads, who will come?

"When I'm done, people will come naturally. Isn't the wine afraid of the deep alley? By the way! Yaoyue! I remember if there is a spring on this hillside?" Bai Mang asked, pointing to the small rocky mountain in the north.

The mountain in the north is called Buyun Mountain. The Xiaoyan Mountain next to Yezhugou belongs to a branch hill at the southern end of Buyun Mountain, with an altitude of about [-] meters.

"Yes! Didn't we go up to drink water when we were young!"

"Go up and have a look."

The terrain on the southern slope of Xiaoyan Mountain was not steep. Although the two walked slowly, they arrived halfway up the hill without too much effort.

The location of the spring is in a ravine. The mouth of the spring is built with four pieces of bluestone to look like a wellhead.

Baimang made a teacup as if by magic, scooped a cup from the well and handed it to Yao Yue.

Yao Yue is not very interested in spring water, all her interest is in where Baimang took out a cup.

She circled around Baimang twice, but couldn't find where the cup came from.

Yao Yue didn't drink, Bai Mang took a sip by himself, it was refreshing and sweet.

good water!

This spring water will become a sign in the future and will play a huge role.

"Fruits should be on sale tomorrow, so get ready."

"Are you selling tomorrow too?"

"Me? I'm running a marathon tomorrow."

Yao Yue's jaw almost dropped: "Who wants to participate in the marathon?"

While talking, he picked his ears.

"My old man!"

"Can you run a marathon? When did you learn how to run a marathon?"

"Is it still necessary to learn to run a marathon? Go up and run and it's over."

"You must have been an ancient arms dealer in your last life. Aren't you a bitch? Why are you running a marathon?"

"Hey! I think the marathon champion has a bonus of 20 meters, which is more than [-]!"

"Does it have anything to do with you if it is 50? Don't weigh your physique."

Yao Yue's contemptuous expression made Bai Mang unhappy: "What's wrong with my physique? I'm in good shape and it tastes good."

"The marathon is different from other sports. You have to run more than 80 miles, and you must be tired and paralyzed halfway."

"Who do you look down on? The reason why I signed up is to go for the championship prize, or I'm too full to talk about that."

"Hold the grass! The more you talk, the more you'll be out of breath."

"Girls don't use foul language, okay! It's noon today, it's time to go home, I still have things to do in the afternoon."

The two went down the mountain to Boyang Village first, and Baimang returned to his home after visiting his grandfather.

Lan Manxing's own base has already been planted with trees and weeds, etc., and the planting will be transferred to the Gobi Plain outside.

This requires some plants adapted to Gobi, such as Haloxylon, seabuckthorn and so on.

Baimang's task in the afternoon is to collect this grass seed.

In the morning, Guo Tianlun seemed to have fifteen buckets in his heart, up and down.

But since he put up a sign outside the shop that sells wild freshwater fish, the buckets in his heart have been thrown to Java.

At first, only sporadic customers came to his shop, and the fish he bought were only three or two catties.

But when it was almost noon, he suddenly found that his small shop was too busy for him alone.

There are indeed a lot of people buying freshwater fish.

I had no choice but to call my wife who was serving my parents at home.

The couple was busy with their work, and when the crowd dispersed at 11:30, they counted some of the results of the battle, and even sold out the cost of the fish they took in the morning.

If he sells all the remaining fish, he can make more than a thousand yuan in profit today.

Guo Tianlun's almost depressed mood finally seeped a ray of sunshine, and he became optimistic.

He was already worried about whether Baimang would have fish supply problems tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)