Although the creation thaumaturgy can be accumulated now, but in the long run, this is still a big drawback, Mu Chen has a lot of things to do now, it is impossible to run up and down every day to perform the creation thaumaturgy, and the most important thing is that there are only 2o acres of wasteland now, if the creation thaumaturgy is frequently performed, then this wasteland will be abandoned in a short time, so Mu Chen now urgently needs to consider the problem of long-term development, so as to ensure the stable supply of forage, and also to make adequate preparations for the later step to establish a cattle farm.

"Mu Chen, what are you thinking about here alone?" Huang Anshan saw Mu Chen stunned beside the wasteland, so he walked over.

Mu Chen glanced at Huang Anshan, and immediately thought of the question he was thinking about just now, and he hurriedly asked: "Brother Huang, you said that this wasteland has not been planted for so long, and the soil quality is not very good, do you say that there is any way to change it? I am worried about how to irrigate!"

Huang Anshan glanced at the wasteland around him, and immediately laughed: "I'll just say why don't you think about this problem, I thought about it when I was walking here two days ago, and I didn't have a chance to see you, but let me tell you, you are the right person to ask this question!"

Mu Chen suddenly became excited when he heard this, and he hurriedly said, "Then Brother Huang, hurry up and tell me what good suggestions you have?"

"It's very simple," Huang Anshan pointed to the wasteland in front of him, I've seen it, the soil here is actually not much of a problem, the main thing is that these fields have not been cultivated for many years, so there is nothing nutritious in them, you can bring some water from the small river in the forest, take drip irrigation, and slowly wait for these soils to soak in water, the soil quality will change, plus this water is brought from the forest, there are all kinds of nutritious things, so that this wasteland is no longer wasteland!"

"Hey!" Mu Chen immediately slapped his head, "Why can't I think of this method you said, using drip irrigation to improve soil quality is simply the most perfect solution, fortunately I met you today, otherwise I don't know how many detours I have to take!"

Huang Anshan said with a smile: "Don't worry, if I hadn't met you today, I would have gone to you specifically to talk about this matter, what else do we have to say about this relationship, I also happened to come here to hang out when I had nothing to do in the past two days, and by the way, I also pondered this problem." ”

Mu Chen's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Brother Huang, do you know how to get this kind of drip irrigation equipment?"

Huang Anshan smiled proudly: "I'll just say that we are fated, I can help you solve the problem you said!"

Mu Chen was very excited when he heard this, he said excitedly: "Brother Huang is really an omnipotent person, he can do anything, with you, I really have to waste a lot of thoughts!"

"It's an exaggeration," Huang Anshan modestly said, "There is an idiom called touch bypass, although I usually do construction projects, but when I encounter projects similar to those in the countryside, I will also contract some other work to do by the way, so I just made an order a while ago for drip irrigation, you want to do it now, I can measure it for you immediately, and let the manufacturer bring the equipment over!"

"Oh my God!!!

Mu Chen sighed with emotion, he didn't expect that the irrigation problem that he thought was a little difficult to solve before this was solved so easily by Huang Anshan, before this he had not thought of a suitable solution, if Huang Anshan didn't say that there was a small river in the forest, he couldn't think of taking water from there, anyway, drip irrigation can't use too much water, so it won't have any impact on the river.

Huang Anshan nodded heavily: "Yes, there are some things that you don't have to think too complicated about, and you can communicate with each other if you don't understand something, you see I just said that you are depressed here alone, and now you are happy, isn't it because we solved this problem?"

Mu Chen said happily: "What Brother Huang said is reasonable, some things really can't be stuffed in your heart alone, otherwise you can't think of a solution even if you want to break your head!"

A big problem in Mu Chen's heart was unexpectedly solved by Huang Anshan at once, so that the irrigation of these weeds would not be a problem, as long as it was supplemented by creation thaumaturgy at the appropriate time, there was no need to worry about the survival of these weeds, and the vitality of weeds was already vigorous, in fact, there was no need to worry too much about it.

Thinking of this, Mu Chen's inspiration moved, and a very novel idea suddenly popped up in his mind!

But just when he was happy, Huang Anshan on the side suddenly patted him and whispered: "Hey, Mu Chen, I saw that Doctor Lan came back, she seemed to have encountered something over there, and she looked a little anxious." ”

Mu Chen looked up and saw that Lan Xiaodie was looking around at the entrance of Weimin Elementary School, as if she was looking for someone.

"Are you looking for me?" Mu Chen muttered, "Then Brother Huang, I'll go over first, and I'll leave the wasteland matter to you, money is not a problem!"

"I know this, you can rest assured that it will be handed over to me, I promise to satisfy you!"

Mu Chen walked over to Lan Xiaodie, and when he saw Lan Xiaodie's anxious appearance, Mu Chen's heart suddenly became happy, you ignored me just now, now you know that you are in a hurry, now you know how important I am in your heart, right?

However, when Lan Xiaodie saw Mu Chen, she immediately beckoned Mu Chen to come over, and seemed to be shouting something.

However, Mu Chen disagreed, in his opinion, this was just a little trick played by Lan Xiaodie, who ignored me in front of so many people just now, and now wants to pretend to be very anxious to trick me, do you think I am a three-year-old child? I'm not so stupid!

When Mu Chen thought of this, he was not fast but slow, and began to pace leisurely.

Seeing this, Lan Xiaodie ran towards Mu Chen's side regardless of her image, and the two white rabbits in front of her also shook, and Mu Chen, who was watching, couldn't wait to go up and pinch it fiercely.

"Mu Chen!" Lan Xiaodie glared at Mu Chen panting, "Why didn't you come when I asked you to come over?" You said you, you don't have a phone! Hurry up and follow me to the slaughterhouse, something is wrong!"

"Something is wrong?" Mu Chen was still unhurried, "Could it be that Li Lei fainted?"

Lan Xiaodie reacted at this time, Mu Chen didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all, she hurriedly rushed forward and punched Mu Chen hard, and then said in a panic: "Mu Chen, I didn't joke with you, there was an accident in the slaughterhouse, and the village chief told you to hurry over!"

Lan Xiaodie's punch just now was extremely powerful, obviously using her full strength, Mu Chen suddenly came to his senses, looking at Lan Xiaodie like this, it seemed that something big had really happened.

"What the hell is going on?" Mu Chen finally became serious, "Could it be that those gangsters/gangsters killed a horse pistol again?" Then don't go over, I'll go to the mountains and call someone right away!"

"It's not that gangster!" "Lan Xiaodie finally gasped for breath, and she said as she walked quickly, "That group of gangsters ran away early, didn't you catch another gangster later?" The village chief is arranging for someone to prepare to send this gangster to the town's police station, but just as they are leaving, another convoy drives into the village, but this convoy looks quite small, and it seems that the people sitting in it are all from some agencies, so the village chief saw that it was not good, so he asked me to call you!"

(End of chapter)

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