In just one day, the seaweed filled the space, but the redworm only doubled about doubled.

"I must speed up the experiment, but unfortunately the Rubik's Cube space is so large, and now I can't divide a few more spaces for experiments."

Jingshu was a little frustrated, if the Rubik's Cube space was larger, she could use dozens of separate small spaces to do these experiments at the same time, but unfortunately the stuffed space now could not vacate more space, which was also the biggest disadvantage of the Rubik's Cube space, although it could be combined into a large space at will, but the smallest could only be divided into 1 cubic meter of space alone.

Now there are a lot of food in the space that is exactly half of 1 cubic meter, that is, half of the food eaten, such as crucian carp tofu soup, seafood and shrimp porridge, etc., and 1 cubic meter of space can no longer be separated independently, if the Rubik's Cube space is not upgraded in a short period of time, she can only find something to put away these messy foods to solve the problem of space crowding.

"Forget it, let's take advantage of this time to solve the matter of Hao Yunlai first."

Jingshu originally wanted to wait for Hao Yunlai's family to agree to the risk before she started this risky method, so she delayed it for several days, but she didn't expect Yang Yang to say that Hao Yunlai's whole family was killed by him. And the people of Wucheng have no way to do it these days, so Jingshu can rest assured that the dead horse is used as a live horse doctor.

So, after Jingshu prepared the materials, she asked Yang Yang to go to Hao Yun the next day.

...

The next day, Jingshu, who was still asleep, was woken up by the sound of a family chattering in the RV, the weather outside was still dark and cold, I don't know if the people in the tent in the back mountain were frozen, the weather has been getting colder and colder recently, so that many people who are not afraid of death have returned to live in the house.

Walking from the bedroom to the first floor of the RV, I saw a family gathered in front of the TV in front of the dining room, and I was very excited.

At this moment, the TV is broadcasting the morning news of Wucheng, and the female anchor is broadcasting live without makeup.

According to the data submitted by Jing'an, deputy director of the livestock farm, Wucheng has now handled licenses for 50,000 chickens, 2,000 cattle and 5,000 pigs, and 60,000 people have obtained chicken licenses through training, said Jing'an, deputy director of the farm.

The picture turned, and it was a dim livestock farm, and Jing Dad, wearing breeding clothes, said:

"You only need to add 5 virtual currency, you may shake to 8888,9999 such a pretty number to walk the chicken will have more face, but also please do not apply for a license breeders as soon as possible to the chicken physical examination vaccination, license, and through training to get a chicken license, protect you and your chickens safety, refuse to raise chickens without a license to spread the virus.

Wucheng Livestock Farm Jing'an reminds you that there are tens of millions of chickens and ducks, safety is the most important, chicken raising is not standardized, and relatives are in tears. ”

The screen switches back to the news anchor: "The wanton spread of the virus has infected many poultry, and criminals sell this kind of poultry at a low price through the black market, please remember that [chickens without a license are not good chickens], and there will be a reward for reporting.."

The corners of Jing Shu's mouth twitched, Jing's father was on the news, and he said such a thing, I really haven't seen anything for three days.

"Quack Quack"

The family applauded for Dad Jing, Dad Jing's generous palm touched the back of his head, and said with a smile: "It's time to give our fat chicken a license, I just don't know what category the fat chicken belongs to, and the two little black chickens also have to be on it, by the way, is the lion-headed goose the license plate of Shangwucheng, or from the imperial capital?" I heard that the license plate of the imperial capital is not good, so they all queue up to draw numbers. ”

Jingshu sat down and devoured the breakfast made by Jing Milk, a bite of transparent and fragrant shrimp dumplings, dry steamed siu mai with soft skin and meat, crispy egg tarts with crispy skin, and soup dumplings as big as the mouth of the bowl, Jingshu inserted a tube and sucked the crab roe-flavored soup, scalded her tongue, and replied after a while:

"If you have a license, you can't kill and eat?" Jingshu asked, after all, in the last days of the previous life, I didn't raise chickens, I only knew that that thing was a gold-swallowing beast, and it depended on the mood to lay eggs.

The fat chicken looked at it in horror and kept retreating, what do you mean? See, is this what people say? It has already sold eggs to survive, why are there still Diao people who want to kill it?

Dad Jing smiled: "Of course, the chickens and ducks bought from our regular 4S store can not be killed, and they must be inspected every year, and the chicken pattern can not be dyed, if there are too many violations in a year, resulting in the chicken being sick or thin, not only will the chicken be recycled but also revoke various certificates, but the domestic breeding is not within the jurisdiction, and it can be killed at will." ”

The fat chicken shuddered.

Jing Shu continued to gobble up, nodding understandingly: "You can look at the fat chicken, and as for the lion-headed goose, you can give it to Shangcheng Wucheng." "It's not certain that you won't return it to the imperial capital.

Jingshu left after eating, leaving the fat chicken's complaining little eyes.

...

The wind is blowing, the night is thick, and the countryside is wild.

"Hao Yunlai lives here?" Jingshu raised her head and wrapped her big cotton jacket and big fat cotton pants tightly, looked at the gloomy and terrifying mansion, and looked back and forth, left and right, this Nima is a house built on a mound.

Yang Yang sighed, put on a military fur hat, and the whole person looked much more handsome: "This used to be Hao Wangjiao Village, a famous pharmaceutical family in Wucheng, one or two hundred people, Hao Yunlai killed the entire village with the same surname, so the ancestral grave is buried here." ”

"Second form, open!" A wave of air rippled in the air, and the Rubik's Cube space spread out with Jingshu as the center, and there was the mooing of cows and the industrious buzzing of bees, and Jingshu felt much better.

Hao Yunlai is terrible!

But at this moment, Yang Yang lowered his head and kicked his leather boots, his tight pants creaked, and his cold and regretful voice:

"Do you know, Hao Wangjiao Village got rich by making counterfeit medicines, and did everything he could to lose his conscience, Hao Yunlai killed all the clansmen after he was born, and the clansmen wanted to kill him after they found out that he was a lone star, but they didn't succeed, he just carried the infamy of the clansmen, and survived with the infamy of the outside world, and he couldn't get family affection or sympathy from the outside world."

Jingshu was silent, she didn't expect that man who loved to sleep and Buddhism had such a tragic background, but in the United States, he really relied on Hao Yunlai to escape his life.

"Even this can't offset the medical expenses this time."

Yang Yang chuckled, the atmosphere was not so cold, Jing Shu carried the box in, and the gloomy old mansion was full of all kinds of valuable mahogany furniture, dead and dusty.

Hao Yunlai was lying in the cold room wrapped in a thick futon and shivering cold, but he still snored softly, Yang Yang shook his head, he had been sleeping like this for more than ten days.

There was an old, hunchbacked, deaf and dumb old man in the house who took care of Hao Yunlai.

"This old man's name is Hao San'er, and he is the only one who has not been killed." Yang Yang introduced.

Jingshu put down the medicine box, looked curiously at the old man who was sitting by the stove and roasting the fire, ignoring the shivering cold, and asked, "Is it because he was the least guilty that he was not killed?" ”

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