Picked up a fairy island

Chapter 30 Uncle

At 9 o'clock in the evening, Xiandao cool-down ends.

Today, Xiandao turned into a dark sky, with cool wind blowing and fireflies floating in the sky.

Under the eaves of the main entrance of the farmhouse hangs a lantern with a soft glow.

The light was bright, but not harsh, and it lit up almost the entire farm.

At this time, Zhen Youcai was lying leisurely on the bamboo chair, enjoying the cool breeze, enjoying the pleasant night of Xiandao.

Wangcai was lying on the side, raising his head to look out of the farm from time to time, as if Ben Wang didn't forget to patrol even when he was asleep, yes, that's right.

However, this comfortable and beautiful moment was instantly broken with the arrival of Yang Fan.

After all, Wangcai is a dog, so he sensed it at the first moment. He stood up and grinned like a dog. Wang never forgot to inspect the safety of the farm at all times.

"This idiot!" Yang Fan pulled his lips helplessly.

At this time, Zhen Youcai also reacted, stood up quickly from the bamboo chair, helped Yang Fan to sit down with a look of hospitality, then quickly picked up a pot of fresh spirit spring that had just been brought back from the ground and said, "Island owner, you You're thirsty, drink some spirit spring to moisten your throat first."

Yang Fan glanced suspiciously at Zhen Youcai, took a sip of the cool and sweet spiritual spring from the kettle, and then looked up at the lantern hanging on the eaves of the farmhouse.

"This is?"

"Oh, this is the lighting lamp I made, it's just a gadget, it can't be seen by the island owner." Zhen Youcai proudly said modestly.

Yang Fan didn't say anything, but I have to say that the lighting made by this product is really useful.

"Oh, by the way, what happened to the spirit weapon I asked you to refine?"

"Fulfilling the mission, I successfully refined a second-level low-grade spiritual weapon, but it all depends on the quality of the refined iron refined by the island owner." Zhen Youcai took out a handful of 7-inch-long iron from the storage bag while speaking. sword.

Yang Fan took the iron sword and took a closer look. It looked a bit ugly, but it was very sharp, especially after injecting spiritual energy, it would not be a problem to cut a three-meter-thick tree.

After all, with his current refining level, it is very rare to be able to refine such a spiritual weapon, but this is also inseparable from his good refining talent.

But if those refining masters knew that after refining a second-level low-grade spirit weapon with refined iron that had been refined more than 9 times, he would be so angry that he would spurt blood and die on the spot.

This stupid thing is cruel.

"Not bad." Yang Fan returned the iron sword to Zhen Youcai appreciatively, and then took out the previously refined refined iron from the storage, "Refine it well, the island owner still has some refined refined iron here, you can take it Let's practice it together, if it's not enough, tell me again, I wish you to strive to become a grand master of crafting as soon as possible, and become the master of my crafts refining pavilion on Xiannong Island."

Yang Fan's words immediately moved Zhen Youcai's nose to tears. Thinking about his previous treatment in the Artifact Sect, and seeing how he came to Xiannong Island to practice his hands with refined iron refined more than 9 times a day, think about it carefully. Thinking about it, there is really no comparison. Fortunately, he always wanted to escape before, but now that he thinks about it, he is really an idiot.

Therefore, at this moment, Zhen Youcai suddenly decided in his heart that he must live up to the cultivation and high expectations of the island owner.

"Island Master, I..."

Yang Fan raised his hand to stop Zhen Youcai, "Ah Cai, there's no need to say more provocative words. This island owner has felt your determination, so you should work hard next. Okay, go and rest!"

"Yes, Island Master, I, Zhen Youcai, will definitely live up to your expectations of me, I promise." Zhen Youcai puffed up his chest and bowed, then turned and returned to his wooden house.

call!
Taking a deep breath, drank the Lingquan, turned around and came to the Lingtian.

What made him feel extremely excited was that the melon flower that old man Yang mentioned grew again in the watermelon field.

"Tsk tsk, how the hell can I make a lot of money?" I thought about Old Man Yang excitedly, "The old man should have gone home by now!"

……

After picking the watermelons and harvesting the melon and vine flowers, while sighing that they can make a fortune again, they took tools to harvest the ripe golden spirit rice.

After finishing these, lie back on the bamboo chair and check the information of the farm.

Yang Fan, the owner of Xiandao.

Farm: Level 1;
农舍1级（上限9级），灵田3级（上限9级），灵井2级（上限9级）。

Storage: Level 1 (30% of remaining storage capacity)

Worker: Zhen Youcai.

XP: 70
……

"Upgrade the farmhouse." Yang Fan didn't even think about it.

"Experience value -50."

"The farmhouse is being upgraded, and the upgrade is expected to be completed in 12 hours."

Damn, 50 experience points were deducted at once?What the hell does it take 12 hours?
fucking...

Also, what does the upper limit of level 9 mean?Haven't seen it shown before!

Silent all night.

During the day, Yang Fan had just returned home. The moment he turned on the phone, a lot of reminder text messages flooded in, causing his cell phone, which he had used for several years, to freeze immediately.

After turning it back on, I checked the information records and found that most of the calls were from old man Yang, and only a few were spam advertisements.

Yang Fan could also guess the purpose of old man Yang's call, but he didn't intend to reply. After all, who doesn't have a little temper, at least let it go for a few days before talking.

At this time, the phone rang, and the caller was from an unknown number.

Line connected.

"Hello, is this Mr. Yang? I'm Xiao Zhang from Dingsheng Club..."

After talking on the phone, I remembered the cooperation with Chu Fangfang, "Well, I'll go down right away."

Going downstairs, he quickly handed over the prepared watermelon to the person sent by Chu Fangfang. After receiving the payment, he happily drove to Star Yao University.

The working hours are the same as usual, but when he finished his work and was about to close the door, old man Yang came to visit with his two sons.

"Brother Yang, old man, I am very grateful to you for pulling me out of the gate of hell. I don't know how to thank you. Please accept this card." He took out a bank card from his pocket.

"Brother Yang, what are you doing? There's no need to do this between you and me. As for this card, you should put it away." Yang Fan quickly helped Old Man Yang up, and at the same time resolutely refused to accept his bank card.

Although he loves money, it depends on the situation. After all, saving old man Yang is because the other party has made great contributions to mankind, so the money cannot be accepted.

Seeing this, old man Yang was not doing the massage either, and put away his bank card decisively, "Yes, based on the friendship between me and my brother, how can I be tarnished by this small 5000 million, but my brother and I are tacky, but what do you need, brother?" Just open your mouth."

What the hell!

5000?
Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he felt like he had eaten shit. If he had known that there was so much money in the card, he would have been so reserved, so he just accepted it.

I'm going to drop it from my own mother, 5000 million, how many watermelons will I have to sell to earn it back?

Yang Fan really wants to say to the old man at this moment, brother, this 5000 million will not tarnish the friendship between us, but it will make the relationship between you and me stronger.

But what he said was like splashed water, a big man stood up to the sky, spit and nailed, and he was still an extraordinary immortal cultivator, how could he be shaken by this worldly dirty money.

"What are you two waiting for? Why don't you hurry up and apologize to Brother Yang?" At this time, Old Man Yang coughed twice, pulled his face, and scolded the two unfilial sons with a look of hatred.

At this moment, Yang Da and Yang Er wished to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, it was so embarrassing, they admitted that they looked down on people before, but when they thought of apologizing to a person who was not even their own child, That feeling is really like eating cockroaches, which are obviously disgusting, but still pretend to be delicious.

Most importantly, what should this name be called?
Uncle?

hmmmmmm…

Are you so shy?

"What are you two still dawdling about? Are you still waiting for me to teach you?" Old man Yang scolded angrily.

After struggling for a long time, Yang Da and Yang Er finally plucked up their courage, bowed deeply to Yang Fan, and said in unison, "Uncle, I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry and it's over? If someone humiliated you two severely and then said sorry, are you two happy? How do I usually educate you two?" Old man Yang was very angry at this time, and he wanted to kick him directly. Kill these two useless things.

Seeing this, Yang Fan was a little proud, and reached out to pat Old Man Yang on the shoulder, "Brother, forget it, they are children after all, and I, the elder, have forgiven them, and this is over. .”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and glanced at Yang Day and Yang Er, "Okay, you two get up, but don't do this in the future, it's wrong."

....

Ask for tickets, ask for tickets, ask for tickets!

Yang Fan, "Anyone who wins a ticket, the owner of this island will treat him to eat sweet and sour rock fish and golden rice, and it's the kind of food for three days and three nights!"

(End of this chapter)