Sure enough, everything was as he expected, when Liu Junhao poured the water from the water tank where the yellow eel was raised into the tomato field, in less than four hours, more than a dozen half-green tomatoes were ripe, hanging on the branches like small lanterns, and the tomato plants also became obviously thicker, and the small beige flowers bloomed all over the branches.

Can you eat this tomato? He picked one with some anxiety, and did not wash it with water, but directly dragged a leaf to wipe the cream on the epidermis, and took a bite of the pale red flesh.

"Hmm" A cool breath immediately drilled into the throat, this tomato did not have the slightest bitterness, but with a sweetness, the taste was very good, the originally dry throat seemed to be smeared with oil, and became very smooth.

He has been angry these days, and he drank more than half a bottle of wine with Mr. Guo at noon, his throat was burning, and a tomato entered his stomach, the feeling disappeared completely, and his body became comfortable.

Biology has learned about the problem of the ecosystem, a bit like the mulberry fish pond in the south, this water only has a direct effect on the fish, so when he directly watered the vegetable field with the water soaked in the stone lock, the tomatoes did not react, but after the absorption of the fish, it changed, and the excrement of the fish was absorbed by the plants, so the plants also changed, which is a cycle of the ecosystem.

Looking at the rapidly growing fish, his eyes lit up, he had this peculiar stone lock, and if he raised fish, he would definitely be able to make a fortune.

But then the light in his eyes dimmed again, the reason is very simple, there is no market, Qingshan Town has many mountains and water, and there are many fish, who will deliberately buy fish to eat, and although the county has a market, but Qingshan Town is still more than 100 miles away from the county seat, he is to transport the fish over, such a hot weather, coupled with the lack of oxygen to the county seat I am afraid that the fresh fish will also become stinky salted fish, who will buy it. If the fish are transported to the county seat by water truck, although the fish will not die, there will not be a few fish in the water truck, which is not enough for the freight.

After thinking about it, this stone lock has no way to become a golden doll for himself to get rich, which makes Liu Junhao's momentum immediately vent down, and he no longer has the interest to fiddle, lazily threw half a long-haired steamed bun to the fire head, and then lay on the bed in a daze.

The next morning, he got up early in the morning, put out his bicycle, packed up the bottles and cans of thirteen incense, and then rode his bicycle to the market

Although the thirteen incense that was slandered by Lao Liangtou is made of sawdust dregs and grass root bark, there are still a lot of people who come to buy, this is the secret recipe passed down by Lao Liu Tou before his death, and the countryside can be used for cooking and red and white ceremonies. And the kind of thirteen incense produced outside is very well packaged, but there are very few people in Qingshan Town to buy it, because the thirteen incense of the Liu family is an ancestral craft, I don't know what to add in the secret recipe, it is very delicious to put in the dish, especially when cooking meat, put a spoonful, the rich meat aroma can even float half of the village, and it tastes tender and delicious, I don't know how many times stronger than the beautifully packaged thirteen incense.

Therefore, in Qingshan Town, the thirteen incense of the Liu family can be said to be a scorpion - the only one, although Liu Junhao is very lazy, not like the old man Liu wandered around the villages with bottles and cans on his back like when he was alive, but with this recipe, he can earn dozens of yuan when he goes to the town every few days, and he lives a chic life.

Everyone knows the basic ingredients of thirteen spices, such as peppercorns, spices, cinnamon, etc., according to a certain proportion, and then put them together, which is "thirteen spices".

Many people have also followed this recipe, but they can't adjust the taste of the thirteen incense of the Liu family, others don't know what the reason is, but Liu Junhao knows that this recipe was said to himself when the old Liu Tou was dying, and a purple mugwort was added to the thirteen incense of the Liu family.

This kind of purple mugwort is quite common even in Qingshan Town, growing in the fields, in front of the house and behind the house, but people usually don't pay attention to it at all, because this kind of thing is not even eaten by cattle and sheep.

Even if you notice that no one dares to try it easily, people who know a little about thirteen spices know that these ingredients are not added casually, they must be in moderation, because cinnamon, fennel, ginger, pepper and other ingredients, although they are natural condiments, but they are also traditional Chinese medicine, with certain side effects, if used improperly, it will produce toxicity and mutagenicity, so the ingredients can only be just right. "More is not dangerous, less is not good" is the words that Old Man Liu often said before his death.

After the death of the old Liu Tou, many people once wanted to get this recipe out of Liu Junhao's mouth, they thought that Liu Junhao was young and so foolish, so they invited him to drink all the time, and wanted to get drunk to get out of the recipe, who knew that although Liu Junhao was young, but his mouth was very firm, as long as someone invited him to eat, he would eat, and asked the recipe of the thirteen incense, so he pretended to be drunk and didn't say anything about death. It's a bit of a rage, but there's no way to do it.

This time, Liu Junhao's stall was not placed in front of the grain depot, there was not even a tree there, and it was a crime to set up a stall there on such a day. He placed the stall under a big tree, which is also one of Liu Junhao's fixed stalls, and people who want to buy thirteen incense will come here to look for him if they can't see him at the door of the grain depot.

Not far from the opposite side is a small game room, where there are three old-fashioned game consoles, because the town is poor in entertainment, these three game consoles are extremely popular, and the second-rate gangsters in every village are crowded here, and fights are common.

However, no one dared to provoke Liu Junhao, and everyone knew that he was notoriously unprovoked. Don't look at him went to high school, like a cultured person, but the fight is very heavy, once a few street thugs in the game hall lost a fine money and saw him sell thirteen incense so hot, so they hit him on the head, in the middle of the road in a place where no one is in a place with a knife to block his car.

At that time, Liu Junhao's face did not change and his heart did not beat, he politely tied the car to the side of the road, and then took out the iron rod that fixed the cardboard box from the back seat, and picked it up without saying a word.

Since then, when he saw Liu Junhao, he respectfully called Brother Liu, but Liu Junhao didn't treat this group of people very well, every time he was polite and distant, and they invited themselves to drink and never went.

Business was good in the morning, from time to time people came to buy thirteen incense, and most of them were old customers, seeing that it was about to be noon, at this time a fifty or sixty-year-old man came to a big road on the side of the road.

The old man carried a bottle of kerosene in his hand and walked slowly along the road, and although every village was now connected to electricity, some peasant families still used kerosene to light their lamps, and this old man was obviously one of them.

I don't know if it's a bad look or a leg problem, he walked very slowly, at this time happened to be a young man riding a bicycle past the old man, he hurriedly dodged, did not pay attention to a small puddle under his feet, suddenly slipped and sat on the ground, the kerosene bottle in his hand flew out of a distance of more than a zhang, fell on the brick ground and shattered, kerosene happened to splash on a young man's pants playing at the door of the game hall, and the snow-white pants were instantly stained with a dirty piece.

"You don't have fucking long eyes, how do you walk, did you deliberately splash kerosene on my legs" Before the old man could get up, the young man had already stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and lifted him in front of him, this guy Liu Junhao also knew, his nickname was Luo Quan, and he was the one who robbed the money.

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry, I didn't see the road clearly, I'll wipe your ......" The old man stretched out his hand in a panic and rubbed Luo Quan's pants, his muddy hand rubbed Luo Quan's white pants to dust, and it was even dirtier.

"Fuck, did you deliberately provoke me to madness, his grandmother, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you today." Luo Quan was even more angry, chased after him is a kick, kicked the old man on his back, and then grabbed his collar and punched the old man in the stomach, and the young people watching the excitement next to him applauded on the side.

Liu Junhao didn't care about it originally, but when he saw Luo Quan's doing, he hurriedly threw down a customer who was buying thirteen incense and rushed over, grabbed Luo Quan's raised fist from behind, and shouted to stop.

"Who the fuck is so short-sighted and dares to care about your uncle's business?" Luo Quan turned his head angrily, and found that it was Liu Junhao, so he hurriedly changed his face and smiled unnaturally at him: "It's Brother Liu, ...... are you?"

"Forget it, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, how about giving me a face, let him accompany you to play games for a few dollars, why can't you get along with an old man." Liu Junhao will think of old Liu Tou when he sees the elderly, and he has some sympathy for people of this age.

Stone lock magic is coming, hehe, this chapter is the darkness before dawn.

Two more today!