The fake daughter is bound to the mountain king system

Otherwise, why is it said that people have been easy to talk to at the dinner table since ancient times?

Even if two people who are equally bad at socializing with strangers sit at the same table and eat the same meal, the atmosphere suddenly changes from awkward to peaceful.

Not to mention that the courtyard's fruit and vegetable reserves have been completely covered by every corner of the more than a thousand acres of fertile land in front of the door.

Products produced by the system must be of high quality.

I am tired of saying this~

After eating and drinking, the old and the young each had a cup of tea and slowly sat down in the pavilion in the courtyard to relax and unwind.

"My last name is Rong, Rong Gufeng, you can call me Grandpa Rong."

The old man said peacefully.

"Grandpa Rong."

The little girl was also very quiet, "You can call me Xiaoyu."

"No, no, no... Young friend Yu."

If old man Rong’s descendants saw this scene, they would probably be shocked.

After all, this stubborn and impetuous old man can actually be so kind at times.

But Old Man Rong also felt uneasy.

He ate the vegetables grown by the little girl. Wow, they were so stunning and dizzying!

There are some talented people in this world. Others’ lifelong efforts cannot compare to their casual performance.

A young girl who has been a farmer for a full year, the vegetables she makes taste better than those made by the doctor under her. Alas, alas~

Although the old man's main research area is the artificial cultivation of Chinese herbal medicine, he is also a gourmet with a very picky taste.

First he found out that the person who was looking for trouble was his savior, then he was pointed out for being rude to come to his house during meal time, and then he ate the delicious fruits and vegetables that he had carefully cultivated (Yu Jiao: Not really, it was just like a one-click game...), time and time again, Rong Gufeng was directly controlled.

"This time I came here mainly to learn from Mr. Yu,"

Rong Gufeng was very modest. "I am too proud of myself. I was once a pioneer in the artificial cultivation of Chinese herbal medicines. If you choose to artificially cultivate Chinese herbal medicines, you must have thought of the advantages of artificial cultivation, right?"

“Protect wild resources and increase production?”

"That's right. But over the years, we have been unable to overcome the drawbacks of artificial breeding, the efficacy of pesticides has decreased, and there are many immature planting managements that have led to the abuse of pesticides and fertilizers. Not to mention the efficacy, it's hard to say whether it can pass the test..."

Rong Gufeng sighed, "It's said that Chinese medicine is declining now, but archaeology shows that 5,000 years ago, when there was no Western medicine, couldn't Chinese medicine treat difficult and complicated diseases or even emergencies?"

"Not to mention secret recipes, even the most common Qianjin Powder and Ziyun Paste, have been passed down for thousands of years because they are cheap?"

"Of course they are useful, but now..."

Rong Gufeng said calmly: "The prescription is still the same prescription, but the ingredients are different, so the efficacy is naturally different."

"The theory I have always advocated is that after thousands of years, only the deep mountains can maintain the medicinal growth conditions of ancient medicinal materials. Although artificial cultivation is still being promoted and imitating the deep mountain environment, it is impossible to replicate the peak of Chinese medicine thousands of years ago."

Before he knew it, a cup of tea was refilled at hand. The old man took a sip of the premium tea made from the fragrant wild tea leaves from the deep mountains.

More calm now!

"So wow, when I first saw the live broadcast, I thought someone was using Chinese medicine to create a gimmick, and I was so angry that I..."

"Well, I have to thank Yu Xiaoyou for saving me." His eyes fell on the wolf cub lying on Yu Jiao's knees, his eyes were so kind that tears were about to drip out, "This is the cub of the big dog that Yu Xiaoyou brought to save me, right? So cute."

Yu Jiao: “…”

Wolf cub: “…”

The mountain wolf cub squatted down silently to maintain his dignity.

But when he changed his posture, the balance of the big cat hanging on Yu Jiao's waist was broken, and his four paws were digging in the air in a panic. Fortunately, he was hugged tightly by his host.

The owner of the courtyard was struggling to maintain his balance with two small animals weighing more than 40 kilograms and another weighing 20 kilograms hanging on his body.

"…when you see injustice, draw your sword and help."

The daze from the meal gradually dissipated, and Yu Jiao slowly came back to her senses from her sluggish thinking, "But what does Grandpa Rong mean by creating a gimmick?"

"Well, that's right, well, the old man made a stereotyped mistake and thought that you were selling fake medicine..."

"..."

"But but!"

Rong Gufeng's meal stupor had also ended, and he quickly clarified, "The old man believes in seeing! So, I came here to see it with my own eyes... But now I have realized how narrow-minded I am. My friend's vegetables are so good, so his medicine must be good too!"

"..."

Well, it turns out that when she didn't know, there was an old man who was quietly studying the good things grown with the help of the system.

Those samples that Gold-rimmed Glasses had sent to the research institute...

Yu Jiao pursed her lips in thought, rubbed the kitten's head in her arms, met Rong Gufeng's expectant eyes, and looked at the big bag left in the old man's hand, which contained simple sampling and testing tools...

She thought about it and directly made an invitation, "...Let's go and take a look now?"

"...Okay, okay!"

The old and the young hit it off immediately, so seeing is believing!

Let’s not talk about how shocked Rong Gufeng was on Langlang Mountain.

Somewhere in the town, a group of young and middle-aged people wearing uniforms but not very decent temperament were gathering.

The leading young man was holding a cigarette in his mouth, with a crooked mouth. He looked at his men and said, "Hold on tight! The director said that the one selling the fake medicine is just a yellow-haired girl. She boasted that the medicine was some magical medicine that could bring the dead back to life. We will go back and investigate and impose fines and confiscate the fake medicine. Then...you, aren't you in charge of some new media account in the bureau? Then expose her for me!"

Then someone immediately responded and said yes.

The group of people got into the car and rushed to Shoushan Village.

The young man in the lead opened the car window and puffed out a cigarette, but he was actually a little confused.

Has his uncle been too arrogant in the past two years?

He's just a small director of the town's Food and Drug Administration. It's okay for him to check the expired cooked food in the market and ask for some benefits, but he is specifically targeting the farmers in the mountains?

Well, it’s none of his business.

His uncle was paying him a salary. Maybe that girl from the mountains had offended his uncle once, and he wanted him to teach her a lesson in the name of this.

The young man, who thought he had successfully guessed his uncle's intention, looked around the seven-seater commercial vehicle and found a sickle.

It's reasonable to be a little 'rude' when investigating, right?

The young man thought hard for a minute with his small brain capacity, and after making the decision, he slept all the way.

Alas, he didn't want to be so worldly-wise.

But small town youths like them are sometimes just so smart and sensible.

The young man was woken up after sleeping all the way and got off the car triumphantly in front of a small courtyard. Before he had time to take a closer look at the gate that looked very expensive and the grain field that looked very fertile, he saw two figures.

At first glance, one of them was a yellow-haired girl with single eyelids, a pointed chin and a dead look on her face. Who else could it be but Yu Jiao that his uncle mentioned?

The young man perked up, threw out a piece of A4 paper in each hand, pointed a sickle at Yu Jiao with the other hand, raised his head and said arrogantly: "Yu Jiao? After the report, the bureau suspects that you are selling fake medicine!"

"I advise you to cooperate with our investigation, or else come with us!"

Humph, don't be ungrateful!