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Birdsong Mountain is more secluded.

The cheerful chirping of birds gradually broke the tranquility of the mountain village.

With the sound of roosters and dogs barking, the villagers got up early and started their busy day.

Mo Changfeng also got up very early, and before dawn, he came to practice under the hundred-year-old pear tree, absorbing the faint aura of heaven and earth around him.

Mist shrouded the Five Immortals Mountain, obscuring most of the mountainside, revealing only five peaks, like an archipelago floating on the sea.

With Mo Changfeng's cultivation, the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth quickly gathered, and in less than two hours, most of the aura that had been gathered for a day was absorbed by him.

Then, Mo Changfeng stopped his cultivation and waited for the surrounding heaven and earth aura to slowly gather, and it would not be until at least tomorrow morning that he could reach the concentration that satisfied his cultivation.

The three hundred-year-old pear trees are all four or five meters high, and their huge branches cover the sky and the sun, covering an area of tens of square meters.

There are also peach trees, loquat trees, plum trees, and citrus trees scattered in the surrounding woodlands, and now that the loquat trees have been sold, the peach and plum trees are hanging with fruit.

In particular, the fifty-odd peach trees, each of which now had many green fruits, the size of a fist, hung with drops of dew.

And on the more than a dozen tall plum trees, there are also strings of finger-sized fruits, like cyan jade beads.

On the ground between these trees, there are more than 100 watermelon vines, and now each vine bears five or six green watermelons larger than a sea bowl, with blue and black patterns distributed on them, and it is not far from maturity.

After Mo Changfeng got up, he walked in the forest to check all kinds of fruit trees, and then went to look at the cherries and various Chinese medicinal materials in the barren slopes, and found that they were all growing well.

Although the cherry saplings have only been planted for less than a month, they have all survived, and they have grown very fast, usually growing twenty or thirty centimeters taller.

And all the saplings are alive and well, as if they are scrambling to grow.

and the Chinese medicinal materials next to it, all of which are growing well, and the growth rate is obviously much faster.

Although it is said that Mo Changfeng absorbs most of the heaven and earth aura every day of practice, because of the small gathering spirit array, the surrounding heaven and earth aura has been constantly converging.

Therefore, these fruit trees and crops of the Mo family have been absorbing the aura of heaven and earth almost all the time in the past two months, even if the amount absorbed is very small, but there is a huge change in their quality.

Mo Changfeng believed that in a few years, after absorbing enough heaven and earth spiritual energy, all of these fruit trees in his own house might transform into spiritual plants and become real spiritual fruit trees.

And even the most ordinary spirit fruit tree is equivalent to an immortal fruit for the people of this world.

Therefore, Mo Changfeng is not worried that he will not be able to earn money, and he is not worried at all that he will not be able to improve the living conditions of his family.

Not to mention that after the fruit tree at home becomes a spiritual fruit, even the fruit tree that has absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can also be sold at a sky-high price.

And with the passage of time, by next year, all kinds of fruits will be more delicious, and the price will be higher, and it will be able to make a fortune.

Of course, for Mo Changfeng, as long as he can let his parents and sister live a good life, he doesn't need too much money, and too much will become a number.

After turning around, Mo Changfeng walked under the three hundred-year-old pear trees and stopped, looking at the boulder under his feet, his eyes lit up.

There is a huge stone dam behind the Mo family's house, and three hundred-year-old pear trees grow on the edge of the stone dam, and now the shade of the trees has covered most of the stone dam.

"This place could have built a pavilion, otherwise it would be too wasteful." Mo Changfeng said to himself.

The location here is still relatively high, and it is facing the Pure Yang Peak, if a pavilion is built, it will also be convenient for him to practice here in the early hours of the morning every day.

After Mo Changfeng had an idea, his divine thoughts instantly enveloped the entire Five Immortals Mountain in a radius of twenty or thirty square kilometers, and he searched carefully, and soon found that on the back slope of Longguan Peak, there were many big nan bamboos growing.

These bamboos are wild, densely packed and occupy more than two square kilometers of hillsides, and some of them are as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

And the surrounding villagers sometimes go to cut some Nanzhu for their own use, so Mo Changfeng has no problem using some at all.

After breakfast, his parents went to work in the fields, and Mo Changfeng came to the back of the house and began to clean the stone dam under the tree, because the stone dam was a little uneven, and to build a pavilion, at least the bottom should be smoother.

Mo Shifu studied stonemasonry when he was young, so he had a complete range of stonemason tools at home, and Mo Changfeng took these tools with him and began to knock on the stone dam.

In half a day, the stone dam under the pear tree was leveled out of more than 20 square meters, and some holes the size of rice bowls were made, about one meter deep.

In the afternoon, Mo Changfeng took the firewood knife to the side of Longguan Peak, entered the steep slopes, and picked out some big nan bamboos he needed, all of which were very straight long-term bamboos.

In the evening, Mo Changfeng carried back a bundle of Nanzhu, which was truncated into a length of about three meters, with more than ten roots, at least two or three hundred catties, and he easily carried it back.

"Changfeng, what are you doing here?"

"Yes, you cut so many Nanzhu back, is it used to repair the chicken pen?"

On the way, many villagers saw it and asked Mo Changfeng curiously.

"Don't do anything, build a pavilion to enjoy the shade." Mo Changfeng said with a light smile.

For a week, Mo Changfeng was busy with this matter, and successively got back more than 100 bowl-sized Nanzhu bamboos and piled them up on the stone dam behind the house.

Subsequently, the four pillars of the pavilion were erected, each pillar was three Nanzhu together, and the middle was tightly connected by Mo Changfeng with a special technique.

Then put on the beam, cover the top cover, and set up the bottom surface about half a meter from the ground below, all of which are made of Nanzhu.

Moreover, Mo Changfeng also made the roof of the pavilion into an eaves shape, which looked like a cyan umbrella from a distance, towering under three three-year-old pear trees.

After Mo Changfeng built the gazebo, he also made a Nanzhu table, which was placed in the center of the pavilion, and there were four stools around it, plus there was also a row of chairs around the pavilion, which could accommodate more than ten people to play.

"Wow, what a beautiful pavilion. Big brother, you're going to have too much, right? "Changjin's daughter-in-law walks around the surrounding roads every day when she has nothing to do, and she almost saw Mo Changfeng build a pavilion step by step.

When the pavilion was built, she came over with a big belly to take a look, and then came in and sat down, exclaiming incessantly.

"Well, this place is relatively empty, and it's empty when it's empty, so it's good to drink tea when it's okay to build a pavilion." Mo Changfeng said with a smile.

In addition to Changjin's daughter-in-law Zhao Xiaoqiong, there are also children around who like to come over to play, and they all think this pavilion is too good.

"Brother, is this the pavilion you built? It was just perfect. I can do my homework here in the future. On the weekend, Mo Changfeng went home on vacation and was pleasantly surprised when he saw this pavilion.

"Well, do you like it?"

"I like it so much."

"Then do your homework."

As the bamboo pavilion was built, the villagers also came to see it from time to time, because none of them had seen a pavilion made of bamboo.

"Changfeng Baby's hands are too skillful."

"That's right, this pavilion is just under the big tree, and it can provide shade from the sun and rain."

"It's all made of Nanzhu, I'm afraid it won't last long, right?"

"Well, it's possible. If Nanzhu is drilled by insects, it will fall in a few years. ”

However, the villagers talked a lot, some said yes, some shook their heads, and some were noncommittal.

Mo Changfeng didn't pay attention to other people's statements, after the pavilion was repaired, when he got up in the early morning to practice, he finally had a place, and he felt very comfortable.

As for what the villagers were worried about, in fact, it was completely redundant, because Mo Changfeng used some refining techniques in the process of building the pavilion.

Not only can it ensure that the pavilion will not decay after tens of hundreds of years of wind and rain, but it will not break down and will not be eaten by insects.

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A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and the time came to mid-May.

In the woodland behind the Mo family's house, the watermelons have begun to ripen, exuding bursts of fragrance.

Moreover, the Mo family's watermelons are not small, compared with the watermelons of other villagers planted at the same time, they weigh more than a catty, and each watermelon is almost five or six catties.

"Mom and Dad, I picked a watermelon and put it in the well water just now to quench my thirst." That afternoon, the weather was a little hot, so Mo Changfeng went to the field behind the house to pick a watermelon and came back.

"Is the watermelon ripe? Can you eat it? Mo Shifu asked.

"Dad, you see, they're all mature, and they're back in the sand. Taste it. Mo Changfeng brought the watermelon cut into small pieces and let his parents taste it.

"Hmm." Mo Shifu picked up a small piece of watermelon and tasted it, his eyes widened instantly, and then he swallowed the melon seeds in three or two bites.

"Old man, look at the way you eat, haven't you eaten watermelon in your eight lifetimes?" Next to her, Wang Juhua hadn't tasted it yet, and scolded with a smile after seeing her husband's eating appearance.

"Old woman, I've never eaten such a delicious watermelon in my eight lifetimes. If you don't believe it, taste it yourself. Mo Shifu wiped his mouth, picked up a piece of watermelon and continued to eat as he spoke.

"Is it really that good?" Wang Juhua was a little unconvinced, and then tasted it, and suddenly her expression was the same as Mo Shifu's before, and then she quickly ate the watermelon in her hand.

"How? It's delicious. Mo Changfeng also picked up the watermelon and ate it, and said to his parents with a smile.

During this time, his parents' bodies have basically eliminated their old diseases and become very healthy, and they are in a good mood, so they are much more cheerful and have more smiles on their faces.

For Mo Changfeng, even if he was at the peak of the immortal cultivation realm, he didn't make him happier to see his parents in good health and with a smile on their faces.

Of course, the current situation at home is only slightly better, the foreign debts have been paid off, and now there is still some money to spare, and as long as the house is repaired again, life will get better and better.

"Changfeng, pick a watermelon and send it to your second uncle's house. And your ninth uncle, let them taste it too. Mo Shifu ate watermelon like fairy fruit, and did not forget to thank those who helped his family.

"Okay, I'll pick it up." Mo Changfeng nodded, picked more than ten watermelons, and sent them to the homes of those villagers who had helped them, including Zhou Caifu and Zhou Caihong.

"Son, this watermelon is ripe, let's pick some tomorrow and sell them on the street." In the past, those watermelons generally tasted able to sell for two yuan a catty, but our watermelons are so delicious that they can be sold for at least three yuan a catty, right? ”

After Mo Changfeng came back, his mother Wang Juhua suddenly told him that she didn't accurately locate her watermelon, thinking that it was just a little better than ordinary watermelons.

"Mom, tomorrow I will pick some watermelons and sell them on the main road over Yulong Lake, there are more vehicles coming and going, and they can be sold at an affordable price. By the way, our watermelons are sold regardless of the pound, but they are sold for a hundred yuan. Mo Changfeng said with a smile.

"What? A watermelon costs 100 yuan, can it be sold at such an expensive price? Mo Shifu asked in shock.

"Yes, a watermelon is only five or six catties, isn't that almost twenty yuan a catty? Son, it's better to be cheaper, I'm afraid I can't sell it if it's too expensive? Wang Juhua also said hesitantly.

"Mom and Dad, don't worry. If you don't believe me, you'll find out with me tomorrow. Our watermelon is not an ordinary watermelon, it is a new type of watermelon that I watered with nutrient water, which not only tastes good, but also has a very high nutritional value. ”

Mo Changfeng told his parents that in fact, his fruits are not only delicious and nutritious, but also able to treat some minor problems.

Of course, the more you eat, the better the effect, and the occasional eating will not be too obvious, and you can only try to taste it.

Although the son promised, Mo Shifu and Wang Juhua didn't believe it, so the next day they helped pick some watermelons and followed their son to the provincial highway intersection by Yulong Lake.

"Son, the watermelon over there is only two yuan a catty, should we sell it cheaper?"

As soon as they arrived at the crossroads, Mo Shifu and Wang Juhua saw many small tricycles next to them, all of which sold fruits, and one of them sold watermelons, but the price of watermelons on the other side was two yuan a catty.

Therefore, after the old couple saw it, they hurriedly pulled their son's clothes and said that they felt that the price set by their son was too outrageous, and they were likely to be laughed at.

"Mom and Dad, you get what you pay for, you have to have confidence in our watermelons. Don't worry, it won't be long before these dozens of watermelons can be sold. Mo Changfeng said confidently.

Today they picked more than 50 watermelons, packed a few sacks, Mo Changfeng divided into several trips, took the watermelons and his parents, and finally began to prepare.

Mo Changfeng took his watermelon out of the sack, spread the sack on the ground, piled the watermelon on it, and then took out a cardboard box the size of a TV screen, on which the price of watermelon was neatly written:

"Immortal drunk watermelon, a hundred yuan each."