I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

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the next day.

When Bu Fan learned that Song Xiaochun had walked all night in the small forest in the back mountain before returning home, he was dumbfounded.

It's just reducing the intelligence by [-]%, so as to make people become road idiots?

But what Bu Fan didn't expect was that at noon, Song Xiaochun came to the private school and gave him a bamboo basket, saying that it was picked in the back mountain.

Looking at the Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng, Cordyceps, Polygonum multiflorum and other herbs in the basket, and the age is not low, the corners of Bu Fan's mouth twitched a few times.

"Did you go to the mountains to gather herbs last night?"

"No, it's also a coincidence that these herbs can be picked."

Song Xiaochun shook his head, and told everything about getting lost last night, finding his way home, killing a few wild animals, and picking up herbs by the way.

Hearing that Bu Fan opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

He would sometimes take little Lu Ren up the mountain to collect some herbs, why didn't he come across so many precious herbs?

Could it be the credit of that sword?

After all, that sword comes with a [-]% luck bonus.

How about refining a long sword like this for yourself?

Still, think about it.

This drop of wisdom is simply too terrifying.

"I won't talk to you anymore, I have to go home and practice my sword!"

Song Xiaochun didn't stay any longer, so he bid farewell and left.

Bu Fan unintentionally glanced at the long sword at Song Xiaochun's waist.

You shouldn't get lost in the village!

……

"Village chief, who is this person?"

Wu Xuanzi came behind Bu Fan at some point, and looked at Song Xiaochun's back suspiciously.

"He, Song Xiaochun, Song Yuanwai's son, what's wrong?" Bu Fan looked at Wu Xuanzi and asked.

"Nothing, just curious!"

Wu Xuanzi shook his head, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

That person obviously has no fluctuations in spiritual power, but his aura is strong, but his aura does not look like a warrior, this is the first time he has seen it.

"By the way, Mr. Wu, here are some herbs, do you want to get some?" Bu Fan didn't ask much, lifted the basket and smiled.

"Thanks to the village chief, these precious herbs are useless to me!"

Wu Xuanzi glanced at the bamboo basket and couldn't help being surprised, but he still shook his head. Confucianism is not like cultivating Taoism, and one can improve one's cultivation through external objects.

"That's a pity!"

Bu Fan planned to use these precious herbs to refine some elixirs for little Lu Ren to practice.

……

At the end of the year.

Gaga Village is very lively, the private schools are on long holidays, every household has prepared a lot of new year's goods, and the children have put on new clothes one after another.

In previous years, let alone buying new clothes for their children, many families in the village are living a tight life.

But now it's different.

Both rice and fish are good harvests.

Many women in the village work in soap workshops.

The wages are not low. At the end of the year, the boss gave them some kind of year-end bonus.

Children are promising, how can they be unhappy.

And Bu Fan has recently received many New Year gifts from folks.

It's just that this year is different from previous years, there is no chicken, duck and fish, but silver.

The villagers are rich.

In fact, Bu Fan was also happy to see it, so after some excuses, he took the money, and the money was naturally used to buy some books and fill the library of the private school.

And Wu Xuanzi also received many annual gifts.

Come these days.

Wu Xuanzi was completely integrated into the village.

Sometimes he was a teacher in a private school,

Sometimes, a librarian,

Also sometimes, the sweeping old man.

Of course, sometimes he would play chess with Bu Fan and talk about scriptures, as if he was really an ordinary old man in the village.

However, there was one thing that made Wu Xuanzi feel uncomfortable.

That is, someone always wants to introduce someone to him.

That person was none other than Song Laizi.

Song Laizi was a man of righteousness, and all he introduced to Wu Xuanzi were beautiful girls in their 60s and [-]s, which made Wu Xuanzi dare not leave his private school.

Later, it was Wu Xuanzi who confided to Bu Fan, and Bu Fan knew about Song Laizi's frantic death.

"Village Chief, I had no choice but to find you!" Wu Xuanzi was very helpless.

【Mission: The old man who was forced to go on a blind date】

[Task introduction: Wu Xuanzi has been troubled by a blind date recently, and he is miserable, please help this elderly man! 】

[Task reward: 800000 experience points]

【accept!reject】

"Old Wu, I understand you!"

Bu Fan felt the same way and held Wu Xuanzi's hand.

"Don't worry if you are old, I will definitely talk about Song Laizi, this person is too stupid, even if he has good intentions, he can't introduce a partner to an old man who is over sixty years old!"

"Then please ask the village chief!"

Wu Xuanzi said gratefully.

……

After sending Wu Xuanzi away, Bu Fan didn't talk nonsense, let little Lu Ren ride a little white donkey, and called Song Laizi over.

"Village chief, the family is a little busy at the end of the year, and I kept you waiting for a long time. I wonder what you want from me?" Song Laizi said with a smile.

"I heard that you plan to introduce someone to Master Wu?" Bu Fan said with a straight face.

"There is such a thing, village head, tell me how pitiful Mrs. Wu is. He is so old that he has never even held a girl's hand!" Song Laizi shook his head and sighed.

"Then Master Wu still needs to thank you?" Bu Fan asked again.

"That's not necessary, this is what I should do!" Song Laizi scratched his head and said with a playful smile.

Bu Fan was overjoyed.

He really wanted to know how Wu Xuanzi tolerated Song Laizi without splitting the guy in half with one palm.

"Enough is enough, this is the end of the matter, Mr. Wu told me that he doesn't need a wife, so you should let go of this idea!"

Bu Fan waved his hand.

"Why? The girls I introduced are all innocent, and he doesn't even like them?" Song Laizi's eyes widened.

"puff!"

Bu Fan spat out a mouthful of water.

Innocent?

Does Song Laizi have some misunderstanding about Qingqing?

"Okay, okay, like you, Master Wu will really be scared away by you, and then you will come to the private school to be your teacher!"

One must know that since Wu Xuanzi came to the private school as his master, he has become much more relaxed.

"Forget it, I still know how much it weighs!"

Song Laizi shrank his head and muttered, "Obviously Grandma Li is pretty good, she has several sons and daughters, more than ten grandchildren, and if you marry her, you will have a whole house full of children and grandchildren!"

Bu Fan didn't bother to pay attention to Song Laizi anymore, he held the book and read it.

"Village chief, village chief, there is something important!"

Suddenly, Zhou Dali hurried over.

"What's the big deal?" Song Laizi asked hastily.

Bu Fan put down the book in his hand and read it too.

"Outside... many officials came outside, even the county master came!"

Zhou Dali panted heavily, and finished speaking word by word.

"It's not that the county master has never been here before, what's so surprising!"

Song Laizi had met Fang Chengwen several times, but he was used to it.

"No, Brother Song, I heard that the imperial decree came from above!" Zhou Dali shook his head.

"Imperial decree!?" Song Laizi said in surprise.