Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 251 Goodbye Yunteng Gate

On the train, Zhou Ziang looked out the window, as if he was looking at the scenery, but his eyes were glued, which showed that he was lost in thought.

The way back to Yunteng was right in front of his eyes, but he missed it.

The sunlight jumping on the glass of the train refracted the colors of the rainbow, dyeing Zhou Ziang's eyes unpredictable.

That phantom scene, the scene displayed, is so familiar.

It has been more than five years, Zhou Ziang sighed.It has been more than five years since Yun Guanzi became Zhou Ziang.He thought he had forgotten it, but when those phantoms reappeared in front of him, they were so familiar.
What is shown in the illusion is the Yunteng Gate, the place where Yun Guanzi has been living and practicing.

Yudai Waterfall, Golden Clawed Crane, those scenes are so familiar, but it seems like it happened many years ago.

In just a few minutes, those visions disappeared, and with them the cotton tree.

Zhou Ziang didn't know what a mirage was, relying on his understanding, he could guess that the scene was unusual and not a mirage in the scientific sense.

Uruksa is located in an arid place with a large number of Gobi landforms, but it does not have the conditions for mirages to appear there.

Moreover, the scene in the mirage is not just an illusion, it may reflect a certain place, or it may be a fragment of a certain period, but at least it is a scene that has appeared on the earth.

Could it be that the Yunteng Gate really existed?If he had taken that step just now, would he really be able to return to Yunteng Gate?

Everything is already unknown, what was holding him back just now.Is it confusion or fear?Neither, what came to his mind was
Could it be that he has changed, that he no longer wants to pursue the limit of cultivation, what shakes him is those people who appeared in his mind in an instant.

Zhou Ziang's mind was shocked, and the person who completely lost the ability to walk appeared in his mind at the last moment.

Reluctant, like a silk-spinning spider, poked out its net and imprisoned his footsteps, making it difficult for him to touch the truth behind the phantom of the Yunteng Gate.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhou Ziang asked himself, but no one could help him answer, "I have to find the answer, whether it's those illusions, or the weird door before the illusion."

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When Yu Gang sent Yu Shanyang back to the nursing home, the yard was bustling with activity, and the old people were all sitting around, competing to watch something.

"Old Yu, come and take a look, this mat is much better than the one you made," Mao Dazhu and Xiao Xian had already left, and it was an old man who lived next door to Yu Shanyang, and the two occasionally got off together He is quite familiar with playing chess, so he dared to talk to him.

mat?Yu Gang felt mixed feelings when he heard it, and his father made mats again without telling him.

Weaving mats may seem uncomplicated, but it is also a very labor-intensive task. A few years ago, my father retired early because of migraines, and proposed to live alone in a nursing home.

Yu Gang, who was raised by his father alone since he was a child, was also strongly opposed to Shanyang living alone at the time, but under his father's repeated requests, he visited the Fangjie Nursing Home again, and felt that the surrounding environment and the elderly living in the home were very different. It was pretty good, so I agreed.

Unexpectedly, my father learned to weave mats not long after he lived there. I heard that he still made one mat a week, and he made mats for some summer mat shop.

Yu Gang is not a pedantic person, he just thinks that his father doesn't like playing mahjong, and weaving mats is also considered to be good for the brain.But this time when I came to send my father to worship my mother, the nursing aunt in the nursing home said that my father had not closed his eyes for two consecutive nights in order to weave a black wisteria mat, which would be too harmful to his body.

"Dad, don't look at the mats anymore. I heard that you didn't close your eyes for several days to weave the mats. It's too bad for your health. If you do this again, I'm going to talk to Uncle Mao," Yu Gang blocked Yu Gang. Always want to go forward to check the mind.Yu Shanyang is getting old, and all the edges and corners of his body have been polished in the officialdom, but his temperament of always grabbing the first place has not changed when he is old. If he really sees some mats, he is looking for others to compare his skills .

"It's okay, I take the Huichun pills sent by Mei girl every day, and there is nothing serious about my health," Mei Nian would ask Yu Gang to give Yu Shanyang a Huichun pill every other month.It is said that Huang Yaoshi started to take it after he was fifty, and now people in their 70s are still in the same body as they were in their early fifties.

Yu Shanyang also started eating when he was in his 50s, but he had a heavy heart. After what happened to Zhu Shijun, his body became seriously ill.

It was Mei Nian who intensified the effect of the medicine and managed to recover his health, but it was not much better than his peers.

"Cultivate the mind, uncle has too many things on his mind." That's what Mei Nian said to Yu Gang at that time.

Hearing Yu Shanyang mention Mei Nian again, the old people on the side all chimed in and said, "Younger, you should be a daughter-in-law. Every time you come to the nursing home, you are alone. Not to mention, I have wanted to have a grandson for many years in my heart." Some old people enthusiastically introduced suitable women to their relatives, and the old people were kind, Yu Gang felt embarrassed when he heard it, and didn't know how to explain it.

Yu Gang's own conditions are really good.The deputy director of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences is the country's iron rice bowl, and he is humble. How can such a person be alone at this age? These old people can't figure it out.

The father took the opportunity to bypass his son and walked in front of the old man's mat.

The mat was rolled up neatly, and the edge of the mouth had not yet been sealed with delicate silk and satin edges, but it was such a simple mat, Yu Shanyang's eyes lit up when he touched the mat, and his hands were wet. Cool and warm your hands.

Looking at the rattan on the mat, it looks like oil, each one is bright and plump, the mat has no gaps at all, and the thickness is only about two centimeters thick.It looks much thicker than ordinary mats, but the whole roll of mats is as light as nothing when held in the hand.The appearance is thick but light, and the weave is fine but breathable. Several sets of adjectives that are completely opposite are used on the same mat, and there is no contradiction at all.

"Father," Yu Gang finally persuaded those old people who were kind to be matchmakers to leave, but found that his father was in a daze, holding a mat in his hand.

"Is this mat made by people from the old people's home?" It was truly a masterpiece, and Yu Gang had never seen such a delicate wisteria after it was cut.

He doesn't know weaving, but he knows plants. Most of the mats used for weaving need to be processed and dyed. The rattan material used to weave the mat in front of him is pure natural, and it is full of life from the inside to the outside. A rare treasure.

"It was woven by the little girl brought by the old man Mao. This skill is really enviable. You said that you are only a half-grown child. How can you be so good at it? Could it be that he learned to weave in the womb? "The old people all praised each other, "Now I went to see the store with Mao Dazhu, that child is very sensible, before coming, he even gave us a lot of sweet potatoes grown by ourselves. People who are picky say those sweet potatoes are delicious. Speaking of which, they taste the same as the sweet potatoes you brought to the nursing home last time."

A sweet potato, Yu Gang remembered something, and hurriedly asked: "Is that little girl in her teens, tall and slender, and she looks quite cute?"

Since the last time he bought sweet potatoes at Jingxi Farmers, he has been busy since then. He thought that when he went to buy sweet potatoes on weekends, he heard from the stall owners of Jingxi Farmers that the couple who sold sweet potatoes had gone back to their hometown and that they were going to buy sweet potatoes in the market. Set up a storefront in the district, and buy there later.

"That's what he looks like. He's a sweet-mouthed kid. Grandpa, grandma, and grandma are short. My old man hasn't been made so happy by people for a long time," several old men and women who couldn't close their mouths said happily.

"Where did they go, Ah Gang, since you know me, I'm also very curious about the person who made this mat, why don't we go and have a look together," Yu Shanyang saw the excitement on his son's face, which made Yu Gang say As excited as the opposite sex, except for Mei Nian, Yu Shanyang has never seen the second one.

"I'm going to look for her. I want to buy some sweet potatoes with her and do some experiments. If the early-maturing and good-quality sweet potato varieties can be promoted nationwide, it will still be of great help to farmers," said Yu Gang, his son, who was full of thoughts. Pretending to be working, Yu Shanyang shook his head with a wry smile, but when he saw the black wisteria mat again, he was stunned unconsciously.

"It's near the mat shop of old man Mao. It is said that there is a new leased store there. You two, father and son, should be able to find it if you look for it."The old people in the nursing home reminded.

Originally, Xiaoxian wanted to wait in the nursing home, but Mao Dazhu was notified temporarily, saying that he had found a storefront for special sweet potato products for the farm.

Mao Dazhu promised that Fengxing would help find a way to get the products of Yanqing Farm into the supermarket.At that time, he wanted to use some connections to allow the farm's sweet potatoes and processed products to enter several chain supermarkets, but when he asked the supermarket, the current listing fee was not a small amount.

Aside from the shelf fee, larger supermarkets must provide production and processing certificates, special certificates of origin, and pesticide residue test reports for this and that.

A series of various certificates and reports are complicated procedures, and it will take years to complete all of them.

After thinking about it, Mao Dazhu decided to rent a suitable store just like him. Although the rent would cost some money and a business license would be required, those procedures were much simpler than the procedures for entering a supermarket.

Afterwards, as long as you hire someone to look after the store, where to put the things, are you afraid that no one will buy the good things?

Now that Zhuo Feng and his wife hadn't come back, Mao Dazhu took Xiao Xian to have a look first, and waited for Zhuo Feng and his wife to come back to see the specific things before making a decision.

The location of Mao Dazhu's store is good, and it was rented seven or eight years ago. At that time, there were no shops near the mat shop, and the rent was very cheap.Mao Dazhu signed a ten-year contract with the landlord.Later, the district government started developing commercial streets, and shops in that area sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain, and prices rose accordingly.
Xiaoxian and Mao Dazhu walked around the commercial street, and the store they were looking at was either too expensive or the location was too remote. The two sat in the store, took a breath, and discussed which store to look for.

Yu Shanyang and his son walked into the store.

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Trembling, I almost ran away for two consecutive weeks, all kinds of data are shocking
Ticket popularity and rice are gone.

Alas, all kinds of pink and tender bills are gone, wiped from the corners of the eyes,

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(End of this chapter)