Village live broadcast Little Shennong

Chapter 8

When Lin Xiaoyu returned home, he didn't tell his family members what he had taught Li Hu a lesson. He has changed a lot now, and he was worried that speaking out would scare his honest parents.

Seeing his son bring back a bamboo basket of matsutake, Liu Feng's happy face burst into smiles.

"Oh, this thing is good, it's nutritious and delicious, and it can be sold for money!"

"Mom, keep some of these matsutake mushrooms at home for us to eat, and I'll sell the rest at the market sometime!" Lin Xiaoyu took a basin of water and squatted in the yard to wash his hands and face.

"okay!"

Liu Feng happily entered the house carrying a bamboo basket.

Lin Xiaoyu was thinking about going to the market to sell matsutake, when he heard someone calling him, he looked up and saw that it was Yang Dawan.

"Uncle Yang!"

"Xiaoyu, are you free tomorrow?" Yang Dawan looked at Lin Xiaoyu with a smile.

"Tomorrow I plan to go to the market to sell something." Lin Xiaoyu said.

When Yang Dawan heard this, he smiled even more happily: "What a coincidence, then go to the market with me tomorrow, I plan to bring some mushrooms to the market to sell!"

There are still few mushrooms in this season, so if you sell them now, you can get a lot of money.

Yang Dawan has already lost a lot this year, and he is planning to use this opportunity to recover his capital.

Since Lin Xiaoyu went to the greenhouse that day, the mushrooms grew better. He felt that Lin Xiaoyu brought him good luck.

It just so happened that when Lin Xiaoyu said that he was going to the market to sell mushrooms, he called him, but he didn't forget about it.

Hearing what Yang Dawan said, Lin Xiaoyu immediately agreed. The wheel of the mountain bike at home fell off a few days ago and I haven't had time to repair it.Yang Dawan is going to the market, so he can take a car.

Early the next morning, Yang Dawan came to pick up Lin Xiaoyu in a van. When he saw Lin Xiaoyu's basket of matsutake, his eyes lit up: "Where did you get so many good things?"

"Hey, Xiao Huang dug it out under the tree yesterday."

Lin Xiaoyu didn't lie either, it was indeed Xiao Huang who planed a matsutake tip, which he then dug out with a shovel.

Yang Dawan has a deep understanding of mushrooms, he can see the value of those matsutake at a glance, such a small basket is definitely worth more than half a carload of mushrooms.

Was it really planed by Xiao Huang?

He thought about going to tease Xiao Huang tomorrow, and asking Xiao Huang to dig out a few for him.

Xiao Huang stared at the van, wagging his tail happily, and looked at Lin Xiaoyu with his tongue out: Are you going to the city?

Lin Xiaoyu kicked Xiao Huang PP pier, kicking Xiao Huang into the car directly.

The uncle and nephew drove the van to the market with mushrooms, but when the car was halfway through, Yang Dawan remembered that the car had forgotten to refuel for a long time.

Sure enough, not long after, the gas tank on the dashboard began to light up. I thought the car could last to the gas station, but it suddenly stopped on the side of the road and went on strike.

"Uncle, when was the last time you refueled? The fuel tank has bottomed out?"

Yang Dawan was very embarrassed: "I haven't left the village for more than half a month, maybe I refueled a month ago."

Maybe two months?cough cough!
……

"Uncle, I'll go to the gas station ahead to get some gas, you wait here for me to come back."

"Gas station? Where is it?" Yang Dawan's eyes almost popped out, he didn't see where the gas station was!

Lin Xiaoyu pointed to the front, and he clearly saw a gas station there.

But he didn't know that his eyesight was different from ordinary people's now.Although not as good as clairvoyance, it can also be used as a telescope.

Lin Xiaoyu didn't pay attention to these details. In order not to waste time, he rushed to the gas station.

A car arrived at the same time as him.

The driver looked at him: "Dude, you're running really fast, you're almost catching up with my car!"

Lin Xiaoyu smiled naively, he didn't care so much just now, and just ran away.As a result, I ran faster and faster, feeling like I was stepping on a hot wheel, and I would fly any faster.

He now feels that his body is full of spiritual power, and maybe one day he will be able to fly after training.

"Hello, I want..." Lin Xiaoyu was about to ask the staff to borrow two oil barrels.

A motorcycle rushed directly into the gas station, and the booming sound startled everyone.

The driver took off his helmet, revealing a head of yellow hair: "Hey, put some gas on my car!"

The staff was taken aback and did not react.

The man shouted impatiently: "Are you deaf? I asked you to fill up my car with gas."

The driver of the car next to him rolled up the window, as if he couldn't see anything.

The staff member was also a young girl, who probably came here to work part-time during the holidays. She had never seen a person with yellow hair in such a battle, and she was so frightened that she trembled in place.

Huang Mao became even more impatient, and stepped forward to push and push: "I'm talking to you!"

Lin Xiaoyu threw out the few cockleburs that he just picked casually, and hit the top of Huangmao's head.

"Damn it, what is it?"

The few cockleburs fell on the messy yellow hair, and immediately became entangled.Huangmao pulled it with his hand, which made his scalp ache.

He glared at Lin Xiaoyu and roared: "You bastard, what did you throw away?"

Lin Xiaoyu clapped his hands: "Trash."

In the past, he would take a detour when he saw such bastards, but today is different, he is not the same as yesterday, so he will not be afraid of these people at all.

Ever since he became acquainted with the power of the mountain god, he felt that there was a kind of true energy flowing in his body... well, like those described in martial arts novels.

He felt that he might also become a master of martial arts with his dantian depressed, maybe tomorrow he would be able to use the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon!

"How dare you scold me!" Huang Mao was furious.

"Didn't you ask me what I threw away? I said it was garbage, just answer truthfully!"

"You country bumpkin from the mountains!" Huang Mao finally tore off the cocklebur from his hair, and pulled out several hairs, his face was distorted in pain.

Before Huang Mao rushed over to find fault, Lin Xiaoyu raised his finger and pointed to the monitor inside the gas station: "Think carefully, if you hit someone, I will call the police!"

Surveillance is overhead, and everything that happens here is filmed.

Huang Mao seemed a little apprehensive, shrank his neck, cursed a few words in a low voice, and drove away without adding fuel.

The staff was very grateful to Lin Xiaoyu, thanked him repeatedly, and took two oil barrels filled with oil and handed them to Lin Xiaoyu.

"Young man, you have a lot of guts!" The driver of the car rolled down the window when Huang Mao left, and gave Lin Xiaoyu a thumbs up.

"No prizes, no prizes, I'm just a vegetable seller." Lin Xiaoyu wanted to roll his eyes, but held back.

"Selling vegetables? You young man also sells vegetables?"

"Yes, the mushroom seller!"

Lin Xiaoyu was carrying the oil drum and was about to return, but he heard the driver calling him: "Young man, wait a minute."

He turned back: "Is there anything else?"

The man said, "What kind of mushrooms are you selling? Bring me some."

Originally, Lin Xiaoyu didn't like this timid man, but when he heard that he wanted to buy mushrooms, his eyes lit up slightly, and he asked, "I have a cart of mushrooms there, how much do you want?"

(End of this chapter)