"Hey, such a big old turtle is still a rare alien species, wash and scrub to remove the fishy smell, add onions, ginger and garlic, shiitake mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots, wolfberry, codonopsis, angelica, yam, boil it in the steamer for seven or eight hours, and you can definitely stew a pot of the best perfect tonic soup." Chef Zhao's eyes were blazing, like a burning torch, and his eyes were looking in a certain direction like nails, as if he was looking forward to it.

"This old turtle is getting fine, isn't it? Look at the size of the head, it looks like a small stone mill. ”

"The golden one must be some kind of desolate alien species, which is written in novels on the Internet."

"This is a great tonic, if it is stewed into soup, you must not turn the sky over in bed after drinking it."

"I'm really sorry, this is my family's old turtle, not for sale." Chen Yang said coldly and mechanically, interrupting some people's bad fantasies.

"Interesting." Sun Qimin was calm and relaxed beside him, his eyes were like a blue lake, and he teased in a playful tone.

More than half an hour later, with a low rumbling sound, the aquatic product transport vehicle slowly drove away and gradually disappeared from Chen Yang's sight.

Great harvest! Great harvest! There was a golden rain in the sky, Chen Yang's eyes were as hot as flames, as if he was about to burn out, and on the Alipay account on his mobile phone, a huge amount of 200,000 yuan had just arrived.

Nipol's saber, Malayklux sword, military crossbow, German sapper shovel, Longquan sword......

With such a large amount of money, what equipment should be bought, it's really embarrassing.

That's right, Chen Yang is a fanatical cold weapon enthusiast, but unfortunately he has never had much money, so he can only buy some second- and third-rate knockoffs in China.

Cold weapons are the ultimate crystallization of the industriousness, courage and wisdom of the ancient working people, and once represented the strongest force in the world, and were cast with steel, blood and fire to make the ultimate beauty.

This time, we must add a legendary artifact in the field of cold weapons -- the German sapper shovel.

The German sapper shovel, the rising star of the cold weapons industry, originated in the World War II period, the use of ultra-modern manufacturing technology, forged sapper shovel, sharp, lightweight, flexible, mostly folded, easy to carry, not only in the war period, digging trenches, burying mines, but also in the hand-to-hand, hot-blooded white-knuckle combat in the top melee weapons.

Especially the modern technology, in recent years, the continuous development, with each passing day, the quality and quantity of the German sapper shovel, is a new level, the use of good quenching high carbon steel, large hydraulic press thousands of times of rolling, forging, so that the German sapper shovel, whether it is strength, resistance, flexibility, have reached a peak.

The German sapper shovel is definitely a leader in the cold weapon industry and a legendary artifact coveted by enthusiasts.

Chen Yang was silent, standing alone in a daze, caught in endless imagination, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and his face was filled with a happy smile.

"Uncle, it looks like the legendary strange Shu Xiao!"

"That's it, that is, Grandma Zhang downstairs often says that you should stay away from Wei Shu."

"I've also heard that the weird millet likes to take little girls to see beautiful little goldfish."

Mengmeng, Yuanyuan, and Lingling, neatly and neatly, stood in a row, looking at Chen Yang with strange eyes, very puzzled.

When eating lunch, Chen Yang took a breath and added three bowls of rice, pouring heavy soup, accompanied by green onions, sweet noodle sauce, and his mother's secret Sichuan Shu pickles, which is called a fragrant, similar to a human-shaped bulldozer, pulling fragrant meals, swallowing all the brains into his stomach, and after a while, his stomach rose, bulging and ball-like.

In the afternoon, Chen Yang spent his time leisurely, lying on his haystack, chewing a handful of beets dug out of the ground, sucking the wisps and faint sweetness, squinting his eyes slightly, enjoying the warm sunshine, shining on his body, making people warm.

The wind is calm, there are no waves, the sky is clear, like a finely carved sapphire, and the earth is vast and vast, carrying the hope of all people.

Time was passing rapidly, and the golden scorching sun shifted to the west without looking back, it was almost three or four o'clock, and at this time, Chen Yang's ears faintly heard the cry of a child.

Chen Yang immediately came back to his senses, dragged his heavy body, and sat up slowly, only to see Mengmeng, Yuanyuan, Lingling, these three little girls, pouting aggrievedly, crying, tears like pearls with broken threads, a big piece of noise.

A cold spirit, like a basin of ice water poured from head to heel, Chen Yang was completely awake, strode over, walked over, squatted down and asked carefully: "What's the matter, is there a fight with other children." ”

But it's not right, Yuanyuan and Lingling are just that, they are still fresh faces in the village, and Mengmeng is different, they have long been mixed with the child king of Longgang Village, and they are in the top spot.

At this time, Chen Yang, who was sharp-eyed, saw these children, their palms, arms, and calves, all red, and some parts were swollen and bun-like, which was stung by bees.

Chen Yang immediately puffed up the fire, these children, messing around, it really doesn't make people worry, this was stung by the bee and couldn't be delayed, it was going to be a big problem if it was late, so he hurriedly pulled the three little girls into the house.

Fortunately, he didn't sting his face, otherwise it would be troublesome, Chen Yang first used Shanxi old vinegar to smear the affected area, wait for the stinger to soften, and then use small metal tweezers to carefully pull out the stinger one by one, and finally scrub it with salt water, but he was tired.

But he still didn't feel at ease, Chen Yang rummaged through the boxes and cabinets at home, and after a long time, he turned out a boxy iron box, wrapped in red silk cloth, and after opening the lid of the box, a strong smell of herbs came to his nose.

This is black jade powder, a medicine specially prepared by Chen Yang's father, made of more than a dozen kinds of old yams, crushed and refined, and specializes in treating all kinds of insect poison.

It took a lot of effort to finally give the three girls good medicine to the affected areas, which calmed me down a little.

"Mengmeng, is it your head." Chen Yang's eyes were stern and as powerful as a tiger, this time the problem was not as usual, but it could not be mixed with the mud.

"I ...... I...... Dream dreams are not intentional. ”

"Mengmeng, I just want to pick some sweet honey, the happy bear in the sheep infest, isn't this how you collect honey?"

After asking for a long time, I figured out the ins and outs of the matter, Mengmeng, a little clever ghost, actually learned from the happy bear in the cartoon and secretly went to pick honey.

People like bears, there is a halo of the protagonist, King Kong is not bad, what do you have, white and tender and a radish like a radish, and dare to join in this fun.

"Mengmeng, lead the way, I will avenge you, our family can't suffer such a big loss." Chen Yang was full of pride in his heart, and his tone was very big.

"Mmmm, those bees are bad, Uncle Yang, teach them a good lesson."

"That's it, that's it, uncle, their stings hurt so much!"

"Uncle, Lingling is also in pain, and he has fallen several times, all of which are caused by those bad bees."

The three little girls, at this time, were angry with each other, their little faces were very tight, exuding an unforgettable hatred for bees.

An adult and three little girls embarked on the road of revenge.

Half an hour later, Chen Yang gasped, his back was full of cold sweat, the whole person froze, and said tremblingly: "It's so big!" ”