After inspecting his new territory, Wang Ping'an, like the lion king of the grassland, was full of confidence and pride, feeling that he could give a litter in this place...... Oh no, it's a piece of greenery.

When he thinks of the green scene, Wang Ping'an is full of excitement, which represents harvest and wealth.

It's a joy that comes from the heart, and it's not because of the system task.

Bite!

A reminder came from the Shennong system that the task was completed.

"Congratulations, you have completed the task of land contracting, temporarily obtained the right to use the orchard next door, give full play to your advantages, create more wealth, and make the glory of Shennong famous all over the world. ”

"I will reward you with a pack of miasma seeds, after cultivation, you can remove the poisonous gas in your new house, and I wish you to move into the villa as soon as possible and go to the peak of your life. ”

After speaking, without giving Wang Ping'an a chance to refuse, a light flashed in front of him, and a bag of seeds appeared.

The thin white cloth bag, the size of a fist, can clearly see the black grass seeds inside.

"Hey, Master, what the hell is the miasma? It's a species of the earth? It's a thing of the world? How can it be cultivated? Like growing cabbage?"

Wang Ping'an asked a few words in his heart, but the Shennong system did not disappoint him, he was silent as always, and did not answer a word.

Nima, after watching so many networks, I have never seen such a pitted system.

It's still a system customized by his own master to find Tiandao, how many kickbacks have been collected in the middle, and a system has been made like this.

It's better to subcontract!

Wang Ping'an complained in his heart for a while, and saw that the system had been pretending to be dead, so he had to accept the miasma seeds and return to the peach orchard, ready to find a few flower pots and test them.

In the corner of the tin house, there are several old flower pots, I don't know where Wang Degui picked them up.

In the past, Wang Ping'an couldn't think of planting flowers and grass, but now he gets a system reward, and he just wants to try it.

Wang Ping'an changed into three flower pots in the villa, one on a layer, and after loosening the soil, he dug a small pit, put two miasma seeds into it, and poured some ordinary water.

Three pots, all with the same operation.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no response in the pot.

Unlike system-rewarded items, they resemble expired aged seeds sold in the town shop.

"Is it difficult, the water and soil are not adapted?" Wang Ping'an thought about it seriously, filtered the knowledge in his head, and did not think of the planting method.

I couldn't find a reason, so I had to make up a nonsense, and I definitely didn't admit that my planting skills were not good.

So I remembered the cheater-like Shennong mineral water and poured some in each pot.

This time, the seeds in the pot finally reacted.

There are two seedlings in each pot, which are visible to the naked eye, burrow out of the soil and grow and spread at a terrible rate.

Two seedlings, intertwined with each other, in the blink of an eye, grow more than one meter high, the leaves are like pothos, but one leaf is three colors, red, yellow and green, freely distributed, extremely beautiful.

"It's too much, isn't it? A leaf has three colors, and the color arrangement is not fixed, is this an earth plant?"

Wang Ping'an grinned, he always felt that the master was a pit, this kind of miasma grass can only be grown in his own home, can he take it out to show off?

If someone asks about the source, how should they answer?

Should I answer that a Martian friend sent it?

Or was it given by a friend in the fairy world?

What should you do if you meet a more serious plant expert and find that they are not any of the earth's plants in any classification after careful research?

Is it to kill people and kill people, or to kill people?

This question made Wang Ping'an embarrassed.

However, he could clearly feel that a certain bad smell in the room was slowly converging towards the clear miasma grass and being absorbed by it. After absorption, its leaves become more vivid, like heavy ink paintings.

Wang Ping'an was dumbfounded, the effect of this product is too good, right?

How many pots, what do you want those companies that specialize in cleaning formaldehyde for?

How much money will this save you?

Although he has rejected them, if he does not solve the problem of toxic gas pollution in the room, Xu Qing will call them over again to carry out the kind of formaldehyde removal operation of hundreds of thousands.

It hurts to think about it.

"Hehe, it seems that I have found another way to make a fortune. Wang Ping'an was secretly excited, ran to the side of the tin house, filled all the flower pots there, and then carried them all into the villa.

One flower pot in one room, two miasma seeds planted in one flower pot, and even the toilet and kitchen did not leak.

After all the miasma grass grew, Wang Ping'an felt that the air in the room quickly became fresh and natural, and there was even a faint aura that made people feel comfortable, exuding and refreshing.

"The broken system is not very good, but the things sent are very powerful. Wang Ping'an exclaimed.

After lunch, the trucks of the two fruit companies arrived in the village on time.

Since Wang Ping'an and Wang Degui have set the quota and share of fruit purchases, every household is very conscious.

This time it was his turn, with a smile on his face and joy in his heart.

If it's not my turn, I feel that there will be a chance next time, and I don't dare to make trouble at this time.

Wang Jingqi's family didn't eat lunch today, but they picked more than 5,000 catties of high-quality fruits, which were placed at the gate of the orchard according to their varieties, neatly and neatly, like soldiers who were being inspected by their superiors.

This family is missing Wang Wencai.

Needless to ask, Wang Wencai must have opened up the wasteland in the Chinese herbal medicine base and did not help his family pick fruits.

Wang Ping'an brought the person in charge of the fruit company over, and after a simple test, they said that they were very satisfied, and they all bought at a high price.

When the people from the fruit company weighed him, Wang Jingqi approached Wang Ping'an and assured him seriously: "When Wencai comes back tonight, I will definitely beat him." This kid is getting more and more disagreeable. If you don't say it, I don't know yet, he turned down the opportunity to turn our family out of poverty. ”

"Uncle, don't be angry, just hit a few sticks, anyway, Wen Cai is that kind of person, everyone can understand. Wang Ping'an comforted seriously.

"Uh...... Well, I hit with a stick. The corners of Wang Jingqi's mouth twitched, and he originally only planned to slap a few times with his hands, but now he can't do it without a stick.

In the final analysis, Wang Wen is his youngest son, and he used to be quite promising, and he was admitted to university, earning him some face.

However, after graduation, I feel a little unreliable, especially in the recent period, like the evil spirit, I don't do any work at home, and I am keen to go to the Chinese medicine base to open up wasteland.

Wang Jingqi wondered, did his youngest son Wencai offend Wang Ping'an somewhere, otherwise why did he always let himself teach his son a lesson?

I heard that the female boss of the traditional Chinese medicine base is very beautiful, and she is very close to Wang Ping'an, the relationship between the two should be good, her youngest son, won't she provoke that woman and make Wang Ping'an angry?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had discovered the truth of the matter, and at the same time, he felt more and more that Wang Wencai couldn't escape from this beating.