Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts

Chapter 292 291. Worship General Wu

Because he was about to go out, Huaiyu was extremely positive. Even Zhou Qian couldn't help but speed up, but in one afternoon and one morning, the water boiler and the adjacent shower room were built, and the furnace and pipes in the house were also installed.

Apart from being white and clean without painting, the brickwork is actually quite neat!

During the meal, Gao Ming came over again with a **** scab on his head. However, he stood at the door for a long time before he realized what he was doing -

He has nothing to eat now.

Not only was there no food, but the ginseng was also completely out of the question.

The mutated cold arrow bamboo in his house still looks tall and strong. The shell has not completely fallen off. The diameter of the root is about 80 centimeters at its thickest. With his ability, he cannot cut it.

But now, a faint light of sky leaks from the roof broken by the bamboo shoots, and the stars that are about to hang in the night can be vaguely seen. Gao Ming was in a daze at work, suddenly feeling unprecedented peace and silence.

Obviously this is no different from my previous life.

After thinking about it, he turned his attention to the roof again, guessing that it might be because the house was incomplete, so he became anxious, and then immersed himself in the experiment again -

Although there was no ginseng, he still wanted to review today's experiment again and eliminate all hybrid directions that might affect the direction of mutation.

Only in this way will the next experiment be more accurate.

On the other hand, Huaiyu found Big Fatty squatting in the basin at night, and couldn't help feeling pity: "Big Fatty, why didn't you say something about someone plucking your ginseng whiskers? Does it hurt?"

Big Fatty was a little confused: "Huh?"

He reacted after a moment, and then stammered back: "I, I forgot, I forgot! No, it doesn't hurt!"

As it spoke, it pushed the wheel with its ginseng bones, and then came to the corner of the tree house: "Look, look!"

"I'm losing too much hair!"

Huaiyu looked at it and couldn't help but fell silent.

I saw that in that corner, thin ginseng tendrils were stacked one by one, and it looked like there were about ten or twenty of them. And judging from the degree of dryness, it didn't break at the same time, it should have been a while.

She looked at the fat man again, and then narrowed her eyes: "Isn't that right? Who can lose hair with ginseng? Are you lying?"

Although I don’t know if ginseng will cause hair loss, but if it does, the leaves should be removed. What does it mean to lose ginseng whiskers?

What's more, regardless of whether it is true or not, let's deceive it first. With his big fat personality, if it was really due to physiological reasons, he would probably have spoken long ago.

This little fat carrot must pay attention to his own growth.

As expected, Big Fatty became nervous: "Don't, other people, ginseng! No, won't your hair fall off...?"

Its ginseng is still young. Except for the few dumb ones around it, I have never seen any other ginseng like it in my life. Where does it have any experience in growing it?

It was unavoidable to be nervous at this moment, and the palm-shaped leaves above the head quietly stood up.

Huaiyu nodded matter-of-factly: "Yes, everyone loses their leaves. She lost her ginseng whiskers because she accidentally broke them..."

Big fat guy wouldn't even lie about this, would he?

Big Fatty felt aggrieved: "I, I, don't know, I don't know! No, did it happen on purpose! On purpose! When I walked, when I walked, I dropped it by myself."

As it spoke, it pushed its flower pot and took two steps forward. It stumbled during the movement, and sure enough, another thin ginseng tentacle broke off. Ah this.

Huaiyu understands it a little bit again.

After all, the big fat ginseng is also shameless. It must be embarrassed to say that it was because of pushing the walker.

No wonder it didn't complain when Gao Ming pulled its beard. I'm afraid it didn't realize what he was doing!

well!

Huaiyu collected the dozen or twenty loose ginseng tendrils, and then told Zhou Qian about it. He said with worry on his face: "Brother Zhou Qian, you see how stupid it is. If we go to the wilderness without it, If so, wouldn’t it mean that he would be eaten completely when he comes back?”

Although it is clear that Huaiyu wants to carry the whole house on his back, what she said makes sense - Dapang and Ketaro have no ability to protect themselves. It is really impossible to leave them at home and rely on Kuangbiao, an unreliable person!

He rubbed his forehead painfully: "I know, I know. When I go to get the pass in the afternoon, I will ask the car dealer if there is anyone who can help us modify the car."

It must be winter when you enter the wasteland. Just making a roof is not enough, you also need to surround it on all sides to block the wind. At the same time, it must be breathable and safe...

Tsk.

I finally saved some money by selling vegetables during this period, but now I don’t know how much it will cost.

And no matter how you modify it, it will inevitably be bumpy along the way. When the time comes, the rear bucket of the car will have to be strengthened for shock absorption...tsk.

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

Zhou Qian thought to himself, if he didn't go to the wasteland again, Huaiyu wouldn't know what ideas he would come up with to spend money!

Thinking of this, he stepped on the accelerator harder.

Go to the city hall first—no matter how approachable Commander Bai is, he can't let others wait for him!

It's been a long time since I've been here, but the hall is still bustling with people. Now all the projects related to people's livelihood have been moved here, and all buses can arrive here. Zhou Qian waited for only twenty minutes to sign in at the door of the Public Affairs Office, when he saw Fang Ze coming out of the door yesterday, and happily brought him in office.

He still sighed: "It's so difficult to be a conductor! There are so many things! I can't stand it even if I do it for a day!"

Zhou Qian glanced at him and thought to himself that Commander Bai might not be able to withstand it if he continued to talk like this.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door, he heard Bai Yu say: "Fang Ze, if you have nothing to do, go back to the team first. I can't stay here even if I'm guarding you."

Fang Ze instantly became happy, and then he put away his things and went out happily.

Bai Yu looked at Zhou Qian and didn't mention the pass, but his emotions were a little complicated.

Zhou Qian doesn't know why, but he can't just stay here in a daze, right? So he took the initiative to ask: "Commander Bai—"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Yu was seen flipping through the document neatly, and after making sure it was correct, he simply handed it over.

Zhou Qian reached out to take it. Before he could take a closer look, he heard Bai Yu suddenly ask: "I heard that General Wu's ancestral home is Huacheng? As a Huacheng native, you must admire him very much, right?"

Zhou Qian's first reaction was - don't say that name! Xiaoyu will feel unlucky again after a while.

Then he reacted: Oh, fortunately I didn’t bring Huaiyu with me today.

Finally, he came back to his senses slowly: "Huh? Oh."

These two syllables were inevitably a bit perfunctory. He wanted to say something more to add something, but when he opened his mouth, his mind was filled with Huaiyu's angry appearance before, so he closed it again.

On the other hand, Bai Yu suddenly leaned back and leaned back on the chair relaxedly and comfortably with a smile on his face: "I knew that General Wu gave birth to the Rose Corridor and was a hero in your Flower City. He must be loved by everyone, right? ?”

Update 1 is here!

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