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Earth World.

The departments of the Los Angeles Institute of Microbiology have successively received instructions to focus on areas of strength.

In the caves of the African continent, Mr. Adrian has also found three tutorials for kidnappers and wizards to find salt in the wild.

At this time, under the time ratio of one to thirty, in the medieval world where Wu Qingchen was, it was already the night of the second day.

0001-02-13, Night.

The village of Aikuli, next to a plot of land in Wu Qingchen/Loos's house.

Seven or eight meters away from the honeycomb wooden pole that had just been moved the day before, a similar wooden pole was erected high.

Next to the wooden pole, four serfs and two cowherd helpers, under the command of Wu Qingchen, quickly fixed the second beehive, with more than a dozen rattans of the same similarity, to the wooden pole.

"Alright, let's get out of the way."

After carefully inspecting the hive, Wu Qingchen took the wooden pole from the serf's hand and prepared to uncover the wet soil at the entrance and exit of the hive.

By this time, the cowherds and serfs had skillfully stood in the positions where they had stayed the day before.

The rest of the process is the same as yesterday.

The entrance and exit of the hive are unveiled - the swarm flies out - the swarm goes around the nest - the swarm returns to the hive.

Seeing the final scene of returning to the nest, with the experience of the previous day, the cowherd helpers and serfs immediately cheered, and little Andre also had a look of joy on his face.

Wu Qingchen quite understood their joy.

The second hive has also been successfully moved to the portion!

For the serfs, this meant another day of guaranteed beans.

For the helpers, this means another key point in the treatment of cattle, which is about to be revealed to them.

For little Andrey, this means that the sweet taste of autumn is added to it.

Even for the planet, it means that the foundation of the Mill Strategy is much stronger.

It's just that Wu Qingchen is still a little troubled.

If the earth is scolded, forget it......

In the medieval world, it is estimated that they will start to be scolded......

Whether it is the earth world or the medieval world, many times, happiness and pain always maintain a delicate balance, and when some people start to be happy, it often means that others are in a depressed mood.

Before entering the medieval world, the side effects of hive movement pointed out in advance by the Earth analysis team had already occurred.

In fact, in order to avoid side effects, when he was doing farm work today, when it was about to be the turn of the hive's territory, Wu Qingchen deliberately ran to the lord's livestock shed on the grounds that the summer service was about to start again, and the village ploughing cattle must be carefully cared for and thoroughly inspected, and only slowly returned to his house until night was about to fall.

After returning home, in the cowherd's mansion that he had just moved into, it was time for dinner, Wu Qingchen/Loss's father in the Middle World, William/Moore, told Wu Qingchen that after a beehive appeared next to the plot, Richard, Hansel, and the villagers of several other families were more or less intimate with the bees during the daytime work today.

When these things were said, William/Moore, who was also stung by a bee, did not mean to blame Wu Qingchen, as an old farmer who is not lacking in little cunning, moving the hive is a great opportunity to directly pat the pastor's ass, as long as there is no danger to life, let alone being bitten a few times, even if he is bitten to the church to receive the diagnosis of the "rolling department", it is not a big deal.

It's just that decades of experience in village life have taught William/Moore that the immoral idea of patting on the back, especially the immoral idea of making one's own family profitable while making the innocent pay the price, is destined to not get a good face.

Old William praised Wu Qingchen triumphantly, and asked his brother and sister to learn something: let little Andre stand in a circle on the edge of the plot during the day to act as the culprit, and then send mint plants by his own family, and immediately teach the villagers who are in trouble next to them how to reduce being bitten by bees, which is really a good idea!

The approval of his parents and the admiration of his brother and sister did not make Wu Qingchen's depression disappear completely.

Although the methods have been taught to the affected villagers, and the staff team has also arranged many countermeasures in advance for their possible follow-up reactions, Wu Qingchen is still a little hesitant.

After all, the beehives are a major benefit to crops, and the villagers have no idea at all right now.

All they can see is that the farm work in the fields will be affected, the labor force in the family will also be damaged, and the expected harvest this year will most likely be discounted a little.

This little discount is not a trivial matter.

For the villagers of the medieval world, every grain of grain in the clay pot was naturally planned in detail, and every grain of fruit expected to be harvested in the field was directly related to the number of days of starvation in winter.

Inexplicably hungry for two more days, whoever it is, I guess I won't be happy!

I hope that the way to reduce the harassment of bees can make these villagers feel a little more comfortable.

At the very least, scold me a few less, right?

Looking in the direction of the east side of the village, Wu Qingchen sighed softly.

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It was at this time that Wu Qingchen was looking in the direction.

Two rolling hills away from Wu Qingchen/Loss's log cabin, William/Moore's old neighbor, Richard, pushed open the wooden door of his cabin.

"How? Got it? Melissa, Richard's wife, greeted her.

"Borrowed it...... Borrowed ......" Richard wiped his sweat, his clenched fist spread out in front of Melissa, and the two iron needles lay quietly in his palm.

"Okay." Melissa took the iron needle and beckoned behind her, "Yolanda, come and help." ”

"Yes, Mother." The daughter nodded, walked over to her mother, and just as she stretched out her hand, Richard closed the wooden door.

The wooden house suddenly darkened, and the daughter's right hand shook, and the iron needle fell to the ground.

"Hey!"

Hearing the sound of the needle falling to the ground, the mother suddenly cried out: "Be careful, this is a needle that Freeman managed to get!" If it breaks, how will your father explain it to Freeman? ”

"I'm sorry, Mother." The daughter hurriedly squatted down and searched with her eyes wide open.

The room was so dark that Yolanda couldn't find it for a while.

"That's true......" Mother squatted down.

"Alright, don't blame Yolanda......" Richard called into the cabin, "Eli, come over with some firewood, and help find the needle first, and then help your mother and sister shine the light later." ”

"Yes, father." Eli, about ten years old, Richard's youngest son, walked to the corner of the hut, took a piece of firewood, lit it on the fire, and held it up to Richard.

"Smack!" As soon as he approached, Eli was slapped on the back of the head by Richard: "What are you burning such thick firewood?" I don't know about your sister