After working for more than 20 hours in a row, most people have to go home to catch up on sleep and regain their energy.

Staying up late hurts your body, but it's not for fun.

Qin Xu was still in good spirits at this time, ran to a frequented breakfast shop in the alley opposite the police station, ordered fried dough sticks and soy milk, glutinous rice and chicken buns, ate a lot, and started today's itinerary.

It is rare to have a holiday, and Qin Xu has to deal with several agency matters.

First of all, the food problem of this picky pig can be regarded as imminent.

Three meals a day, plus two snacks are solved in the "hand-made dumplings of the small vegetable family", Qin Xu's salary is not unaffordable, but Qin Xu himself can't be wronged, and he lives a frugal life every day of the month, right?

Qin Xu has always been generous, and people who should eat and drink without delay can't do all the salary of raising pigs.

When eating breakfast, Qin Xu thought about it.

One dish a week, Qin Xu can be regarded as adding food to this little guy.

But for the usual meals, let him go to the countryside to pack the whole ecological pollution-free potatoes, sweet potatoes and taro!

It doesn't matter if you're tired of eating.

It's a big deal that the three take turns to come around.

Qin Xu, who was ruthless, after breakfast, directly found a shared car, scanned the code with his mobile phone, and then ran to the countryside.

In addition to this matter, Qin Xu also planned to go to see Ding Liming after buying the fragrant food of the little pig.

I heard that Huang Zhenghao said that he was undergoing blockade treatment, so Huang Zhenghao found a relationship and lived in a hospital ward, he was in a very bad mood, and he didn't dare to tell his relatives, either lying on the hospital bed thinking nonsense, or holding his mobile phone and playing games wildly.

Qin Xu felt that he should go and see him.

As for the evening, Qin Xu certainly had a big event.

It was a hot summer day outside the car, and Qin Xu turned on the air conditioner, but he didn't close the window.

Mainly because of Old Master Qin, although he no longer talks about the "ugly iron monster box" now, he still doesn't like to see the closed means of transportation like a car in his heart.

He resolutely refused to stay in the closed car, preferring to float to the pole of the rearview mirror, with his back to Qin Xu, and sit against the wind.

Qin Xu drove and looked at his back, guessing that this ancestor was probably nostalgic for the time when he was in the Immortal Beast Gate, gorgeous and well-behaved, fast as the wind, and a humane substitute beast!

That can't be helped.

You can't let Qin Xu drive a small electric donkey to transport back hundreds of catties of sweet potatoes and taro, right?

Along the way, Qin Xu did not aimlessly let the little fragrant pig smell it, but directly called the middle-aged man who sold taro at the gate of the farmers' market last time, and learned that he still had a batch of sweet potatoes in his house.

Qin Xu was overjoyed and drove to the address provided by the vegetable farmer.

The hometown of the vegetable farmer is in Guiyuan Village, which is about seventeen or eighteen kilometers away from the downtown area of Chaohai City.

Despite being a suburb, the surrounding mountains are undulating and the villages are built around the mountains, so they have not been included in the scope of municipal development, and no real estate developer has been eyeing the mountain.

However, with the popularity of farmhouse picking gardens in recent years, this place has become a choice for Chaohai residents to travel on weekends and holidays.

The map checked by Qin Xu shows that there are two resort farms near Guiyuan Village.

When Qin Xu arrived at the location of Guiyuan Village, he could probably understand why this place was not far from the map of Chaohai City, but it still maintained its original style and was rejected by the process of urbanization.

Not to mention anything else, the road that circles around the mountains alone is enough to make people dizzy.

When the vehicle driven by Qin Xu gradually arrived at Guiyuan Village, he first saw a particularly eye-catching cascading terraced rice field in the green hills.

Some terraces grow rice, some are common vegetables, and some are cash crops of unknown varieties.

Qin Xu found a vacant land, parked and called the vegetable farmer, who asked him to wait.

After Qin Xu left the car, Old Master Qin floated away from the car and flew to a thick plane tree next to him, looking around, not knowing what attracted him.

When the little pig Xiangxiang saw Qin Xu get out of the car, she was impatient and lay in the back seat, and she didn't know how to roll down from the seat, and then rolled from the door to the ground, "snorting", pouting, and sniffing everywhere.

The little pig sniffed around and seemed to find a lot of plants in the field that he was interested in.

It's a pity that the little nose is delicate, and it has been arched for a long time, and there is no harvest.

Qin Xu was looking interesting, and suddenly there was a Mandarin full of Chaohai accent behind him.

"Did you buy sweet potatoes?

Qin Xu turned his head, the middle-aged man wearing army green long-sleeved trousers and carrying a hoe on his shoulder was not the vegetable farmer who sold taro eggs that day?

"Big brother, I can count on finding you. Qin Xu hurriedly walked over and said.

Seeing this farmer brother, Qin Xu seemed to see his purse that had been running like water recently, stopped in an instant, and then continued to fill up.

"Haha, ahh This farmer brother who smiled heartily and generously saw that Qin Xu drove all the way to him to buy sweet potatoes, and he felt a sense of accomplishment and smiled from ear to ear.

"My name is Qin Xu, you can call me Xiao Qin. Qin Xu is also a good talkative character, and the two communicated without being cold at all.

However, when Lao Wen saw the little fragrant pig behind Qin Xu, he was startled, and thought that it was a neighbor's little piglet in the village who had escaped.

When Qin Xu finished explaining that this was his pet pig, the farmer brother still looked at Qin Xu with incredible eyes.

Probably in his heart, raising pigs to fatten and eat meat is almost the same, and when he uses it as a pet, how much can't he think about it?

Qin Xu chose to ignore the old man's eyes and directly asked him what good ingredients were nearby.

"Oops, you can't eat anything in the market now, it's too pit. Qin Xu said sadly, as if he had bought vegetables several times at home, "Rice is poisonous, peanut oil is adulterated, there are pesticides in the vegetables, and what kind of fertilizer is sprinkled on the fruit, what do you say we ordinary people can buy and eat?"

Qin Xu's rhetoric was learned from the eldest sister of the police, Ge Xiaowei.

Whether it's true or not, it is unknown, but it obviously resonates with the farmer's big brother.

"That's it, it's not me who blows it myself, we all know that we don't use some compound fertilizer, no pesticides, where can this vegetable grow big, it's very ugly," said Lao Qian, forgetting the little pig, and despised the vegetables and fruits in the market.

"I always asked, do you know who in the village still has good quality grain? Sweet potatoes, taro, potatoes, corn, and rice are all available, I want them. When Qin Xu learned that the sweet potatoes in the old Wen's reserve were almost eaten, and he could only give Qin Xu a hundred catties, and the new sweet potatoes would have to wait until this year's harvest, he started to think of others.

"Yes, yes. Lao Wen thought about it and said.

"The young people in our village, those who are studying, and those who are working, have all gone out, and now we are old guys who are farming, and we don't plan to sell them for money on weekdays, and our families have more or less saved, I'll inquire about you. ”

"Well, I always ask my eldest brother, I buy this thing, there is a condition, let my little pig smell it first. Qin Xu thought of an excuse and said.

"What's this point about?" asked the old questioner, puzzled.

"My mother thinks that our little pig is spiritual and can distinguish between good and bad food, so she specially instructed me to buy it like this. Qin Xu said half-truthfully.

"Well, don't say that, animals are more spiritual than us. Unexpectedly, Lao Wen not only did not question Qin Xu's words, but nodded very approvingly, "Pigs, dogs, cats, they have a strong nose." I used to have a dirt dog at my uncle's house next door, and that was amazing, and the eggs of birds on the other hill would be turned out by it. ”

Lao Wen walked home with Qin Xu, chatting wildly all the way, chatting very happily.

I probably felt that Qin Xu was very in love, and when the little pig Xiangxiang was sniffing around his sweet potato pile, he sold Qin Xu an extra fifty catties.

One hundred and fifty pounds of sweet potatoes, not too much, no less, is just enough for two chemical fiber feed bags.

Don't look at the little pig Xiangxiang fancy this sweet potato, but the asking price is real, a piece of five pounds, the total price is only 225 yuan.

According to the consumption level of the small vegetable family, it is only the money for two meals.

Qin Xu felt that this was at least enough for the little pig to eat for a month or two, and one meal was only the amount of one or two sweet potatoes.

It can be regarded as a trip that was not in vain, and saved a lot of money.