Kuang Detian stretched out his hand and tore off the lowest circle of straw, then peeled it off, and the dendrobium attached to the moss fell under the tree.

Under the tree, a piece of Ganoderma lucidum culture medium began to grow Ganoderma lucidum buds. Kuang Deyuan pulled a few indiscriminately, and muttered: "It's okay to do this, it doesn't seem to have any technical content." ”

The two of them are a bit like brutes and break into the porcelain shop, only caring about destruction, without any scruples.

"Roar......!" a roar exploded through the canopy above their heads.

"Mom,......" Kuang Deyuan seemed to have a rag torn in his eardrums, and the sound of tearing silk made him feel fear.

Kuang Detian was also panicked because of the owl's loud and desolate voice. The two of them retreated into Tianma in a panic.

The flashlight flickered, and they saw nothing but the roaring owl scream.

"Brother, look at how he grows gastrodia?" Kuang Deyuan squatted down, broke off a tree pole, and poked a few times on the ridge of the gastrodia field.

A black shadow slashed down from the sky, and the corner of Kuang Deyuan's eyes was hit by the wings that suddenly slashed down, and his forehead was like a nail, nailing him to the flames.

The black shadow was like illusory air, like a cold wind sweeping across his face.

"Roar...... , roared...... "Kuang Deyuan rolled and fell from the ridge of the field into the field swamp."

Kuang Detian picked up the shotgun, aimed at an illusory bird, and pulled the bolt.

"Boom," a puff of smoke passed, and his fantasies of feathers did not appear, and in the blink of an eye, he suddenly saw a cat's face, a pair of sharp eyes, and a sharp beak pecking at him between his eyebrows without warning.

"Ouch, run," Kuang Detian exclaimed, and he didn't care about picking up the shotgun when he lost it in Tianmadi, so he ran madly towards the village in a panic.

Fleeing back in the middle of the night, the sound must have alarmed the black dog leopard, and although it was separated by a wall, the black dog still sensitively heard the panicked footsteps coming from a distance.

The black dog burrowed into a bush and stood still at the light of the flashlight that was getting closer and closer in the distance.

The black dog has never had a good impression of the Kuang Detian brothers, and when he was young, both of them often beat him with sticks or hoes, or grabbed stones and threw them at every turn.

Kuang Detian panted and ran in front, Kuang Deyuan was afraid that the phantom bird would attack from behind, so he didn't even dare to turn his head, and desperately hugged his head and ran away.

"Wang, Wang......" The black dog in ambush in the grass suddenly burst out.

"Ah!" The Kuang Detian brothers, who were already panicked, were pounced on by the black dog again, and their brains instantly became angry.

"Yuangu, bring a shotgun and kill this plagued black dog. Kuang Detian returned to the door of his house and finally withdrew his frightened soul back into his chest.

"But the shotgun was lost in the mountains. ”

The lights were lit up in the windows of his house, and the probationary magistrate could hear them and turned on the lights at the entrance of the courtyard.

Barking...... The leopard called unwillingly.

"Leopard, blind to your dog's eyes, your own family doesn't recognize it. The voice of the absentee came from his new house.

The black dog slipped into the courtyard door, heard Kuang Dejun turn over in the room, and there was a snoring, like a train roaring from afar, from far and near.

Kuang Dejun had a night of sweet dreams, in which he dug and dug under a tree, and finally dug up a clay pot with a turquoise lid that was tightly covered.

In the past, large or wealthy families liked to seal the silver dollar in a clay pot, find a place under a tree, dig a pit and bury it deeply.

These big or nouveau riche have lost their lives in some kind of movement, or in a certain limelight, or their descendants have gone their separate ways, and no one cares about the money they have planted. The money becomes ownerless, and whoever touches it belongs to whomever he touches.

"Ah, Sun Jiafu heard that under the old locust tree in Laoshan Mountain, he dug up medicinal herbs and dug out a clay pot, which contained more than 100 Yuan Datou. "Sleepy and groggy, this voice came from the ears of the German army.

"Qishan also has buried wealth, the village landlord Sun Lijin once hid in Qishan for a few months, and the money he carried with him was finally gone. "Who's talking about it?

"Perhaps, the army just met and dug up a treasure in Qishan, otherwise where would he be able to earn hundreds of thousands of dollars in a few days?"

With a nose and eyes, Kuang Dejun was a little fluttering in his sleep. Could it be true, I really dug up a treasure, and there are a lot of treasures, there is a big jar......

He saw the green crockpot, carefully dug it out from under the tree, picked it up, brushed the rusty dust on it, took a breath, and calmly ......

As soon as his hand touched the crockpot, he suddenly heard a thunderbolt in his ears, and he woke up suddenly.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the big black dog looking at him with a sly face, and beside him, a basket of dried red peppers was overturned on the ground by it.

Wang, Wang.

I didn't do it, it fell on its own.

I've been awake for a long time, and you're still sleeping?

It's lazy!

Looking at the leopard's innocent expression, the flames on the head of the Kuang German army soared high.

He picked up a hand-copied medicine book from the side of his pillow and threw it over.

Wow woo, the black dog runs away, it's better to hide away, the city gate is on fire, and the pond fish are affected!

Kuang Dejun threw out a medicine book, did not hit the leopard, and immediately regretted it, how could the medicine book be thrown away, although he didn't read many books, but these medicine books copied from Li Jian's house can help him fill the façade of the medicine god.

Both of my brushes have a source.

Thousands of years of culture are passed down in it!

The "Shennong's Materia Medica" in his mind suddenly appeared in front of him again, since the master accepted this medicine book, Kuang Dejun grabbed the medicine book and flipped through it when he had anything to do, and then studied it seriously.

The mobile phone rang at this time disturbing dreams: "Honey, you fly slowly, be careful of the thorny roses in front of you......"

There is a crockpot under the rosacea, and there is wealth in the crockpot, alas......

"Hey, hello!" no one could affect his good mood.

"Brother Kuang, I have a spring dream early in the morning without a trace, wait for you for a long time, the master who installed the fence net pulled the materials down early, and waited for your boss to come over for fixed-point construction. Li Jian's voice came from the phone.

"There is also a police situation, a shotgun was placed on the ground of Tianma, a ridge of land was obviously destroyed, a tree moss planted with Dendrobium officinale was also stripped off, and several Ganoderma lucidum cultivation bases were also trampled on a few footprints. ”

The rice in the paddy field has just been filled, and the grains hanging on the ears of rice are beginning to be full. Farmers at this time can be said to be the most leisurely time of the year. When I have time, I go to the rice fields, pull some barnyard grass, and fill it with water by the way.

When paddy is filled, the amount of water must be sufficient, after the paddy is filled, the water absorption is relatively small, and of course, there are pests and diseases, in short, the farmer's job at this stage is field management, which is much easier than the busy farming season.