After leaving the bald Qiang's house, Wen Langjing returned home, and went into the space, and found that the big black back he threw into the space was playing with Erha with Yaya, the vegetables and fruits he planted in the morning had grown, and each fruit tree sapling now grew to more than a foot tall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The growth of the most gratifying is those vegetables, each one of them is smart, making people have a great appetite at a glance, peppers, tomatoes and cucumbers The growth of these vegetable seedlings is also very good, Wen Lang decided to get up tomorrow morning to buy some bamboo poles, tomatoes and cucumbers to build a rack, and buy a box of bees, not only to solve the problem of pollination, but also to solve the problem of eating honey.

Now Wen Lang has memorized all the Ling Bo Weibu and Tianshan Folding Plum Hands that Xiaoyaozi taught him, and the rest is the process of the unity of knowledge and action, which requires accumulated exercise, but Wen Lang can speed up this process with the help of the learning machine.

Wen Lang also understands the truth of being greedy and chewing, for the time being, he doesn't want to learn other martial arts, and with his current situation, these two martial arts are enough for him to use now, as for those masters who are hidden in the mountains or hidden in the city, Wen Lang doesn't know if they exist, but now Wen Lang is absolutely not allowed to meet them.

Wen Lang called over Yaya and asked her to turn on the learning machine, he was ready to let the learning machine conduct an all-round training for himself, and strive to become an all-round talent, and become an excellent talent who can happily pretend to be forced no matter who he meets.

After sorting out the information of the entire earth and integrating the scientific and technological culture of the ninth-level civilization, the learning machine was a little too powerful for Wen Lang.

After seeing the complicated subject classification in the learning system, Wen Lang is ready to spend a lot of thought on this for a long time in the future.

When the outside world arrived at about eight o'clock the next morning, Wen Lang came out of the space again, and he still had a lot of tasks today.

Wen Lang once went to a farm with friends in the suburbs, Wen Lang remembered that there was a lot of bamboo in this farm, and the important thing was that the owner of the farm also raised a lot of bees.

Because he wanted to go shopping, Wen Lang rented a pickup truck, and Wen Lang also sweated after arriving at the "Luming Villa", which also strengthened Wen Lang's mind to make some money and buy a scooter as soon as possible.

It is said that the owner of this cottage was once a university professor, and after retiring, his children helped him buy such a farm in the suburbs.

Walking into the farm, Wen Lang finally felt a little cool, because today is still a week, and there are no tourists in the farm for the time being.

When Wen Lang entered, he saw a white-haired old man leaning comfortably on the recliner, holding a book and napping, Wen Lang knew that this was the "owner" Zheng Lao here.

Zheng Lao's farm itself is not to receive tourists, so basically few people come here, Wen Lang and they still came here to play because they had a friend who was more familiar with Zheng Lao's grandson.

Sitting down on the chair next to Zheng Lao, Zheng Lao heard the movement, opened his eyes and glanced at Wen Lang.

"Elder Zheng, do you remember me, I was Xiaowen who came to you in March this year, and I mixed a cup of tea with you at that time!" Seeing that Zheng Lao was awake, Wen Lang hurriedly stood up and said.

Zheng Lao pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, thought for a while and said, "Oh, Xiaowen, I remember, why are you here today, sit down!" ”

Wen Lang thanked Mr. Zheng and sat down before saying, "I came here today to ask for your help over a small matter!" ”

Old Zheng picked up the teacup on the stone table and took a sip and said, "What's the hurry, don't be your young people's business, then my old man is cute and can't help!" ”

Wen Lang hurriedly said: "It's not these, I want to come to you to buy a few bamboos and a box of bees!" ”

Zheng Lao glanced at Wen Lang strangely: "It's not strange, you are a young man, what are you buying these for?" ”

Wen Lang had already figured out how to deal with this scene, "I have a friend who built a small yard in the countryside and asked me to help him find a box of bees, and I want to use bamboo to buy it, and I want to learn to make some bamboo products." ”

Regardless of whether Zheng Laoxin believes Wen Lang's mouth full of firewood, "That's okay, I just have some cut bamboo here, just behind the house, you know the location, pick it yourself!" ”

After Wen Lang got up and thanked Zheng Lao, he walked to the back. Behind Zheng Lao's house, there was a large pile of neatly stacked bamboo, Wen Lang took a look, and the thickness basically met his own requirements, so he casually pulled forty or fifty of them, and carried them to the front yard, but saw that Zheng Lao had already brought a box of bees over.

With the help of Zheng Lao, Wen Lang loaded the bees and bamboo into the car.

Wiping the sweat from his head, Wen Lang asked, "Old Zheng, how much do these things cost?" ”

"Bee, you can give five hundred yuan, as for the bamboo, forget it, I'll give it to you!"

Wen Lang checked the price long before he came, and knew that five hundred and one boxes of bees were almost like giving them away for nothing, so he insisted on refusing.

"I said, where did you kid get so much nonsense, why does my old man want so much money?" Zheng Lao's beard curled impatiently.

Wen Lang had to be obedient, he got into the back of the pickup truck, loaded it and took the bag inside, took out four dragon fruits from the space, and packed them in bags.

After getting out of the car, Wen Lang took out five hundred yuan and handed it to Zheng Lao, seeing that Zheng Lao put the money in his pocket at will, he handed the bag in his hand to Zheng Lao.

"What is this?" Elder Zheng asked strangely.

Wen Lang smiled: "This is a gift I brought to you, I forgot to take it just now!" ”

Zheng Lao opened the bag and took a look, and found that it was just a few fruits that he had never seen, but he didn't pay attention to it and put it aside.

Wen Lang looked at it and gasped: "Old Zheng, I finally got these fruits, you remember to eat them earlier, don't spoil them!" ”

Zheng Lao waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, isn't it just a few fruits, I'll eat them in a while, and I want you to explain!" ”

Wen Lang thanked Zheng Lao again, and drove away in the car.

After walking to a small road where no one was around, Wen Lang waved his hand and put the car into the space along with the things on it, and he also entered the space to unload the things on the car, and then went outside again and drove back to the city.

After Wen Lang left, Zheng Lao really didn't take these dragon fruits in his eyes, he was an old man who didn't like to eat fruits very much, so he took them in and put them on the coffee table.

After Wen Lang returned the car, he returned home and entered the space and began to build a rack for cucumbers and tomatoes, not knowing how much of a sensation his four-fire dragon fruit caused in Zheng's old house.