Chapter Seventy-Six: The Role of Dong Xuanzi's Thirty-Six Scattered Hands?

Rumble!

It was like a thunderbolt flashing in his head, and Bai He was instantly thundered, and he patted his head: "I'll just say what's wrong, dare to love that this growth rate is too exaggerated!" ”

Just ask where in the world there is cotton that sprouts one day and leaves for two days, and the bean sprouts are not so fast!

Ignoring the old man's smack, Bai He threw himself on the ground and then stared at it carefully. At first, he thought it was his own dazzle, but after looking at it for a long time, he finally determined that he was not mistaken, the cotton really came out of the leaves!

"Mom, I'm making a lot of money this time! Gee...... Where is this cotton? This is clearly a cash cow! Bai He's expression now is not to mention how strange it is, those eyes are shining, as if he has been hungry and thirsty for three years and suddenly saw the little sow that has always been clear-eyed, and he can't wait to pounce on it!

The old man is a good poet like a lustful man, he is a good cotton man like a lustful man, oh no, a good money is like a lustful ...... No wonder they feel sorry for each other.

After a long while, he reluctantly got up and smirked. Smiling and smiling, he suddenly remembered the crossing gift bag, and secretly thought to himself: "I don't know if the cotton in this world is growing so fast, or is it because of the effect of Dong Xuanzi's thirty-six scattered hands?" In the past two days, I have used Dong Xuanzi thirty-six scattered hands everywhere to electrocute people, if I hadn't seen this cotton, I really forgot that it still has the function of giving birth......"

So with a pat on the head, Bai He said, "Old man, you wait for me here, I'll be back soon!" ”

After saying that, ignoring the old man's call, he ran back to his nest with a cigarette, found the half bag of cotton bolls left the day before, thought about it, divided half and left, and then ran back to the back garden with the small bag.

The old man had been waiting there, and when he saw him coming and going in a hurry, he asked, "Xiaobai, what are you doing here?" ”

"Little white ......" Bai He's face darkened, and then he found this strange title, and he couldn't help but be embarrassed, but he didn't bother to slander it, and said when he heard it: "Old man, I want to do an experiment." ”

"Experiments?"

"Uh-huh!" Shirakawa said so. He didn't say anything about the thirty-six scattered hands of the cave Xuanzi, because of the aphrodisiac function, everyone will know sooner or later, but if it is born, it is better to keep it. This will be my biggest reliance in the future! - Well, economically.

So I only said that I wanted to plant some more cotton, but there was no land here, and I wanted to apply for some land with the old man.

When the old man heard this, he waved his hand without thinking about it: "Planing!" ”

At that moment, the two of them found a flower hoe and began to work, and soon cleared a small flower field. As a result, a very beautiful back garden is like being gnawed by a dog, how ugly it is.

However, the two of them ignored so much, Bai He picked up the cotton bolls, half of them were held in the palm of his hand and spawned with Dong Xuanzi's thirty-six scattered hands, and half of them were piled up in front of him, and he still pretended to have words in his mouth. The old man only thought that he was sincerely praying to the sky to bless me with strong cotton growth, so he twisted his beard and smiled on the side, and comforted the old man: The young man knows how to be grateful, very good~ I am optimistic about you!

After half a sound, the "prayer" was completed, and the two of them planted the cotton bolls with their hands and feet.

At the behest of Bai He, the cotton bolls that had been "prayed" were planted separately from those that had not been "prayed", and then under the pretext of loosening the soil, he used his hands to produce half of the cotton he had planted the day before, and half of it was left as it was. As for weeding? Inexistent! The weeds were only removed the day before yesterday, how could they grow so fast......

After a busy while, it's finally done!

Bai He hurriedly asked the old man again: "Old man, please take care of this cotton." ”

"Xiaobai, don't worry, the old decay will definitely keep it safe! Speaking of which, the old decay is also very much looking forward to it, what a grand occasion this flower blooming day is! The old man smiled.

"You won't be disappointed!" White River Channel. After thinking about it, I suddenly felt that this dry verbal sentence didn't seem to be convincing, and I thought that this old man was a poet idiot, so I thought about it for a while, and then chanted a poem: "Don't love the name of the summer flower, clean the body and the clouds and clouds." The cold comes to the house to map the ambition, and the snow and ice warm thousands of homes in winter. ”

The whole poem has 28 characters, but through the comparison of "summer flowers", the self-description of "clean body" and "not in love with false fame", the sacrifice of "shezi", and the grand wish of "warming ten thousand homes", it describes the whole process of cotton from flowering to being used for warmth, personifying and behaviorizing cotton, and composing a poem of patriotism and love for the people.

"Good poetry! Good flowers! The old man's eyes lit up and he was full of praise. He thought that Baihe planted cotton just to make money, but through this poem, he saw his heart of patriotism and love for the people, and couldn't help but be in awe, and gave a thumbs up and added: "Good man!" ”

"Haha, the old gentleman has a good reputation, flowers are good flowers, but I'm just a layman, I only have such mundane things as gold and silver money in my head, where can I be considered a good person......" Bai He hurriedly humbled himself, in front of this unfathomable old man, he didn't dare to pretend to be messy.

Who knew that the invisible pretending to be the most deadly, I saw that the old man turned his face blank, and then he said: "This is wrong! You must know that saints also have to eat, drink, and travel, and clothing, food, housing, and transportation have been important matters of people's livelihood since ancient times. What's so bad about thinking about making money? If this cotton can really fly snow and ice to warm thousands of homes in winter, your Baihe's move today is no less than that of a saint! What is it to make a little money? ”

Get!

The white "saint" said that he was no more, so he had to be taught with an open mind.

The two chatted a few more words, and Bai He remembered that he still had to discuss with the second lady about finding security guards for the winery, so he said goodbye: "Old man, I still have some mundane things in my body, why don't we ...... another day" As he said it, he made a two-footed gesture as he did the day before yesterday.

"Okay, you can go!" The old man didn't keep it, he waved his hand, and at the end he didn't forget to tell him to come over and have a look, accompany him to the old immortal or something, of course, the point is to find some "inspiration" and read him a few more good poems.

Bai He agreed, and then ran back to the small villa in the West Chamber.

As soon as the front foot stepped into the small courtyard, little Lori had already greeted her and asked, "Young master, where did you just go?" I was trying to find you? ”

"Oh, I didn't go anywhere, I just went to the back garden, what's the matter?" Bai He replied casually and went straight into the house. Seeing that there was a food box on the table, which was filled with some snacks and buns for breakfast, I immediately understood, no wonder I didn't see Xiao Lori early in the morning, and I dared to prepare breakfast for the young master.

He had just been busy working in the back garden, and felt really thirsty, and when he saw that there were teapots and cups next to him, he didn't look at them, so he poured a sip into the spout. As a result, before he could swallow it, he spit out with a "poof......

It's not that it's too hot, it's that it tastes so ...... It's indescribable!

What the hell?!