(Five updates for the third day in a row, such diligent updates for subscriptions, monthly passes, and rewards~~)

After sitting with Ahri for a while, Wang Hao got up and left, it was getting late, and he had to go to the vegetable garden to get some vegetables back, otherwise the whole ranch would have nothing to eat today.

And Ahri reluctantly said goodbye to Wang Hao, almost turning back three times in one step, and finally rushed into the grass waves as if he had made up his mind, turning into a red lightning bolt and running into the distance.

For a druid, Wang Hao can occasionally understand the emotions of these animals, and it is precisely because he understands that he will be even more moved.

I went to the vegetable garden and picked a few tomatoes, then pulled the lettuce, and by the way, I also got some lettuce back, the green beans are not suitable for the time being, and the shallots grow very well here, and they smell a faint fragrance.

At the end of the day, there aren't many cowboys left on the ranch. After half a year of exploration, these cowboys have gradually mastered the schedule of the golden pasture, so they usually drive the animals back to their respective dens at night and then drive out in style, just taking turns to take a few people on duty here every day.

For their arrangement, Wang Hao naturally agreed. Because being a cowboy is just a profession, it's like going to work. There is no need to stay on the ranch after work, it is quite boring compared to the city or home, and only some homeless people stay on the ranch for a long time.

After a few people had a simple dinner, Su Jing was busy making food for the soup dumplings and the little black mastiff, and the two little guys had been making trouble in the room all afternoon. The soup dumpling was very cold and paid attention to the little black mastiff, and the little black mastiff was swaying around it. Throw the demeanor of the mastiff king to the Huangpu River.

The rose garden is nearing completion, except for the house and the windmill that have not yet been built. The rest of the land has been leveled out and is very neatly arranged. You can imagine the spectacular scene of waiting for the roses to come out one by one.

Wang Hao was busy taking out the seeds in the car bag at this time, under normal circumstances, it takes a while for rose seeds to germinate, but Wang Hao didn't think so.

He poured all the seeds into several large pots, and then filled the large pots with clean water, and the plump seeds absorbed nutrients in the water to prepare for the germination of the embryo. He performed several ripening techniques in a row in the clear water, mixing his magic in the water.

Originally, the roses propagated by seeds were relatively delicate and often died in the middle of the growth process, but Wang Hao used magic power at this time to make them lay a good foundation when they were embryonic. In this way, after germination, it can thrive.

These seeds, which come all the way from Bulgaria, are alive and well, and they are the most authentic Damascus roses. After Wang Hao's cultivation, it is obvious that it can become a higher quality rose, and perhaps the whole of Australia cannot find a more authentic one.

After a whole day of madness, the little black mastiff is now lying on the mat with his eyes slightly closed, and slowly falling into a deep sleep.

For soup dumplings, the night is its home field, and the day is very soundly sleepy. At night, I feel more energetic. It only took time for the little black mastiff to go to his playmate, the little turtle, while he was sleeping.

A small turtle with a weak sense of presence basically sleeps quietly in one place, and for it, when it sleeps, when it grows its body. The soup dumpling jumped onto its shell, and the flesh's paws tapped it lightly twice.

The baby turtle slowly poked out of its shell. It moved slowly and began to serve as a car for Uncle Tangbao.

Ignoring the self-amusement of these two guys, Wang Hao stretched his waist and went upstairs to sleep. It's been a busy day today and I haven't had much rest.

Sleep in the pasture with a sweet scent of grass instead of the salty and wet smell of the sea. The muffled mooing of beef cattle is far more pleasant than the whistle of a cruise ship and the chirping of birds. The rustle of the wind through the trees made him enjoy it.

Before the biological clock could wake itself, a murky sound came from outside the door, accompanied by the sound of constantly gouging the door with its claws.

Last night, Wang Hao put the soup dumplings and the little black mastiff in the living room, and closed the door in the bedroom because the air conditioner was turned on, but he didn't expect to shut them out.

Sleepy-eyed open the door, the little black mastiff had an excited expression, and it jumped lightly on the ground, as if the sawdust at the door was not made by it. The soup dumpling, on the other hand, is much more arrogant, at most it keeps knocking on the door with its hind legs, and will never scratch the door with its claws.

Compared with the little black mastiff who came to the bedroom for the first time, the soup bag is much more familiar, it jumped on the bed gently, and then lay down on Wang Hao's pillow, looking at Wang Hao with a pair of big eyes, and meowed softly.

The little black mastiff also wanted to run to the bed, but its little arms and legs couldn't climb up at all, and after tossing for a long time, it just put its two front legs on it, and looked at the soup dumplings pitifully by the bed.

Su Jing was used to waking up with soup dumplings lying next to her, she rubbed the soup dumplings' head with her hands, and then said, "Soup dumplings, morning." What do you want to eat today? ”

The soup dumplings with a small set of recipes have different foods every week, and whether it is Katie, Su Jing, or Luna, they all try to keep their food diverse, and they can't eat one thing for a long time.

And Wang Hao, who was taking a bath, watched Su Jing holding the little black mastiff in one hand and the soup bag in the other, although she did not put on makeup or comb her hair at this time, she revealed a unique feminine softness, and he was almost stunned.

Su Jing is not the kind of beauty who captivates the country and the city, but is a bit of an IKEA type in the traditional sense, and Wang Hao is a little proud at this time.

After going downstairs, almost all the cowboys in the ranch had arrived, and they were waiting for Wang Hao to assign tasks. Because last night, Wang Hao sent a message asking them to be here this morning.

"Gather everyone today for one thing, isn't the rose garden over there nearly finished? Let's go and plant the rose seeds together and try to finish it as soon as possible. ”

The area of the rose garden is not a little bit, and 380 acres of land cannot be planted by Wang Hao and Su Jing, which is a huge job. Even if you just throw the seeds into the pit, you have to carefully cover the soil so that the seeds can germinate properly.

Neil wailed, "Boss, this should be an automatic seeder!" If you rely on manpower, you have to get it for two or three days! ”

"Ahem, I thought about it before. However, due to the complex terrain and the fact that the automatic seeder in the warehouse has broken down, it is only necessary to work hard for everyone. Wang Hao touched his nose, he also wanted to use a machine to operate, but the reality did not allow it.

The automatic planter has not been used since the wheat was planted, and now the parts inside may need to be replaced. Moreover, there is very little flat land in the Rose Valley, and most of it is a small hill with some slope. (To be continued......)