"What's the weather like tomorrow? Is it raining around? In the afternoon, I still stay at home and read. Han Qiwu frowned.

Life hacks have bad news.

If the little merchant doesn't come, how can Han Qiwu bargain?

Communicate with pigs? Does it understand?

Even if it can understand it.

Can it speak human language?

"Forget it, I'll talk about it on the weekend, look at the situation of the yellow calendar, I have to find a way to do something today."

"Roar, roar, roar!" The little prince who came out of nowhere rushed over and overturned the crab basket.

Otherwise, let's beat the bear child first.

Twenty minutes later, Han Qiwu and the little prince were lying on the ground side by side, gasping for breath.

Fighting a bear is much more fun than playing a sandbag.

Not to mention the small anti-shock, the little prince's counterattack is also much stronger than the sandbag.

In the struggle, Han Qiwu could also clearly feel that his reaction speed had improved, as long as he concentrated, the movement speed of the objects in his field of vision would slow down a little.

Of course, not so scary as bullet time.

This is a casual farming game, not a sci-fi immortal cultivation game.

"Okay, I'll give you a new route today, and I'll pick it up when I get to the place." Han Qiwu pointed to the crab flower and said to the little prince, "This basket is yours now." ”

"Roar!"

The attitude of the little prince has always been good.

Actively admit your mistakes and never repent.

After drawing the route, the little prince obediently opened the door and went out with the small basket on his back, and before leaving, he turned around and waved his hand to Han Qiwu.

"Go early and come back early." Han Qiwu waved his hand and said, thinking that when the little prince came back at night, he could learn to cut trees.

If only the little prince could go out every day with a cinnamon axe to cut down that laurel forest.

The location of the laurel forest is really a little far away, and it is still very troublesome to run over and cut down the trees every day, and it takes more than an hour to come and go.

"Why don't you go back and buy a motorcycle?" Han Qiwu was a little moved, opened his phone and looked at it.

Never mind.

This kind of motorcycle ridden by ordinary people can't be looked down on by Han Qiwu!

If you want to ride, you can ride what ordinary people can't ride!

Like an Aladdin flying carpet, a winged dragon turned into a flying machine.

are barely acceptable.

……

The early spring sun was not dazzling, it was warm on his body, and Han Qiwu slowly rode a small electric motorcycle to the door of Grandpa Chen's house.

In the courtyard, Grandpa Chen was listening to the play, his eyes slightly closed, and he seemed very comfortable.

"Grandpa Chen, I went to pick some crab flowers in the morning, and I can't finish picking too many crab flowers myself, so I'll send you some to try." Han Qiwu walked in the door and said.

"Hehe, that's good, I haven't eaten this thing for a long time." Grandpa Chen stood up and took the crab flower.

"No, no, I'll just help you put it in the kitchen." Han Qiwu bypassed Grandpa Chen and put the crab flowers in the kitchen.

As soon as the crab flowers were released, I suddenly saw a plot in the yard of Grandpa Chen's house, whose color was a little different from the others.

If the ancient plots outside are the red soil of the original QQ Farm, then the plots you see this time are like the yellow earth of QQ Farm.

The color is more prestigious!

[You have found an ancient plot]

[Hint: Ancient Blocks are older than Ancient Ones]

"Ancient Plots?"

To be honest, Han Qiwu was a little moved.

But in the next second, Han Qiwu began to make trouble.

It's not like you can dig on the side of the road with a hoe.

This is Grandpa Chen's house, and the plot is still covered with cyan floor tiles.

"What are you looking at? Want to go to the toilet? The toilet is on the right. Grandpa Chen looked at Han Qiwu with a puzzled expression, thinking to himself what this kid was looking at.

"Ahem, it's not going to the toilet, Grandpa Chen, the floor tiles in your yard are very good." Han Qiwu entered the awkward chat mode.

"It's very good, this is what I paved piece by piece, and the work done by others is not fine, so I have to come to the place where I live." Grandpa Chen said proudly.

"I think this piece is a little uneven, why don't you pry it up and re-pave it?" Han Qiwu said something that even he didn't believe it a little bit.

"Okay, you toss slowly." Grandpa Chen's attitude was a little unexpected by Han Qiwu, "The crowbar is in the warehouse, I went to the kitchen to fry the crab flowers first, and I haven't eaten in the morning." ”

"Then I'm really prying, huh?"

"Hurry up and get it, we'll eat later." Grandpa Chen said without looking back.

After getting Shang Fang's sword, Han Qiwu first used a crowbar to pry up all six floor tiles, and then took out a hoe and dug up at the yellow ancient plot.

After only digging a little, Han Qiwu saw an iron-white cold light coming out of the plot.

[You found a piece of cold iron ingot]

【You found two pieces of cold iron ore】

After seeing the system prompt, Han Qiwu turned around and put two large and one small iron ore in the corner of the courtyard.

"It's cold iron!"

Han Qiwu gasped and once again contributed to global warming.

Whether it is a novel or a film and television drama, cold iron is the hard currency of the forging industry.

I didn't expect to dig up such a good thing.

Grandpa Chen is really a treasure grandfather.

Han Qiwu first restored the plot here, and in order to make the height of the floor tiles the same as before, Han Qiwu also filled in a piece of clay.

I just finished it here, and Grandpa Chen just came out with noodles over there.

"Done? I'm sorry for you. Grandpa Chen said with a smile, "Taste, crab flower minced meat and lo mein." ”

Han Qiwu was a little embarrassed, and pointed to the cold iron ore and was about to explain, "Grandpa Chen, in fact, I was ....... just now"

Before Han Qiwu could finish speaking, Grandpa Chen interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "Go wash your hands and eat first, the noodles won't taste good if they are lumpy." ”

"Okay." Han Qi came back from washing his hands neatly, thinking about what to say later while picking up the noodle bowl.

Such a big harvest can't be swallowed without saying anything.

Han Qiwu couldn't do this.

The marinade noodles in the bowl are obviously freshly pressed noodles, which are firm and smooth, and the marinade poured on top is fried with tempeh, minced meat and crab flowers, and the salty aroma of the tempeh and the meaty aroma of the minced meat are fully integrated into the crab flowers one by one, and it tastes unique.

Here Han Qi was eating bare and slugging, and over there Grandpa Chen smiled and said slowly: "I always feel that this place is a little cold in the past two days, and I have long wanted to find someone to clean it up, but fortunately you came." ”

Saying that, Grandpa Chen also picked up his bowl, "The temperature in the yard is much better now, no matter what is in it, you can take it, grandpa doesn't care about you, how big the bowl is and how big the rice, if you can't eat it, you can only watch it, if you can eat it, hey, that's the ability." ”

After hearing these words, Han Qiwu also had some different feelings in his heart.

But he still has the same idea: this ore was dug up in the yard of Grandpa Chen's house, and it can't be taken for nothing.