Chapter 307: The Verdant Mountain That Hasn't Been Finished yet

"I see what you mean." Lin Mumu endured her disappointment, "Then what can I do for Verdant Mountain?" ”

Liu Baihua looked at her, "Leave a legacy for the verdant mountain." ”

Lin Mumu once again couldn't believe his ears, not to let himself die, but to leave a legacy? What does that mean? Could it be that he wants to put the position of the head of the house and let her sit?

And what about his apprentices?

Lin Mumu had a guess in his heart, the pair of masters and apprentices wanted to die by themselves, and they couldn't bear to cut off the inheritance of the master, so they chose themselves before the crisis came.

I didn't expect that I would be happy to come to that dish, I would hear this kind of news, and I would have this kind of adventure.

Lin Mumu promised: "Thanks to Mr. Liu, I will do my best to leave a legacy for the verdant mountain." ”

"Still called sir?" Liu Baihua said, "It's time to call Master." ”

Lin Mumu adjusted his mentality, got off the car, turned to Liu Baihua's side, and called him Master while bowing.

At this moment, her fate seemed to be connected with the verdant mountain.

Liu Baihua said: "If you have time now, I will take you to the verdant mountain to have a look." ”

"I have time now." Lin Mumu got into the car, started the car, and drove towards the verdant mountain.

Who of their group of cultivators doesn't know about the Verdant Mountain?

Tourist attractions.

Every year, the headquarters association organizes a trip to take young cultivators to the mountains to study for free.

said that it was learning, but the cultivators who led the team did not have much respect for Qingcui Mountain, and they also had a lot of ridicule for the head of Qingcui Mountain who was in a coma at that time.

As a result, the new generation of cultivators mostly regarded the verdant mountains as a joke.

It was only later, after slowly coming into contact with these cultivators in Lao Fang, that Lin Mumu really figured out what status Qingcui Mountain had among cultivators.

The car is parked in the parking lot at the foot of the mountain.

In the entire parking lot, in addition to Lin Mumu's car, there are also three small trucks.

Noticing her gaze, Liu Baihua explained directly: "It's the car of the decoration staff on the mountain, and the people called by the old party are not quick with their hands and feet, and they haven't been decorated yet." ”

Liu Baihua's words are not objective, the top of the mountain was smashed by Lin Qian, and the old party spent a lot of time and money just leveling the foundation.

The two of them walked up the steps.

During the period, Liu Baihua briefly introduced the situation of the division.

As he spoke, Lin Mumu carefully memorized.

Pushing open the mountain gate, Liu Baihua took her and walked towards the only completed building.

The door of the small building was locked, and the key was on Liu Baihua, after he unlocked the lock, he untied a handful from his own set of keys and gave it to Lin Mumu, "This key will be handed over to you."

This contains all the exercises, cultivation know-how, and some anecdotes that the master has collected over the years, which are more precious than any gold and silver treasures. ”

Liu Baihua walked to the bookshelf and took out the thinnest book in it, "What is written on it is the practice of divine decision, you take it back and study it well, if you don't understand something, you can ask me." ”

Among the cultivators, the cultivation power with Liu Baihua as the core began comprehensive preparations in order to deal with the upcoming big hole.

That mysterious big hole, to the core cultivators, simply destroyed their normal lives.

You can withdraw from the cultivators, and then look at the lives of ordinary people, they are still as peaceful as before.

The village chief of Xialing Village finished his lunch and opened a cigarette as usual.

Smoke rings rise from the mouth and spread out at the eye level. He smoked a cigarette, pondered things, and had a rice bowl in front of him that had not yet been cleaned up.

Her wife sits on a small bench in the doorway peeling garlic, which is used for a riverside barbecue, and she can earn thirty yuan a day by processing these ingredients.

When she is old, she has no income at home, but now she can have 30 yuan a day and do not delay the work at home, she is quite satisfied.

"Don't smoke, put away the rice bowl when you're done, don't wait for me."

The village chief couldn't look down on her work, "Do you want me to wash the pots and dishes?" Going back and forth? ”

"Can't you stretch out your hand if I'm not working?"

"What's that job for you?" The village chief spat out a puff of cigarette, "I can smoke two packs a day." ”

"Then why can't you smoke two packs less?"

The village chief glanced at the cigarette between his fingers, "The son-in-law bought it, don't you smoke the long hair?" ”

The village chief's wife snorted at him, "I don't want to do things, and I talk a lot of." ”

The village chief was impatient: "Don't talk all day, I'm thinking about things!" ”

"What do you want?" The village chief's wife said that she still didn't feel like it, "What can you think of?" ”

"If you think about the things in the village, don't say much if you don't understand."

The village chief's wife's movements of peeling garlic slowed down, "What's going on in the village?" What's the matter, who's arguing again? ”

"Huh, what can you think of?" The village chief cocked Erlang's legs and leaned his back against the wall, "I'm thinking, our village has developed this year, aside from Jianguo and Lao Zheng's family growing vegetables, there are a few families who have recently followed Xizong and them to learn to grow mushrooms."

In the future, there will only be more and more such people in our village.

Is it possible to make a union, it is called the Xialing Village Agricultural Products Federation. ”

The village chief's wife didn't understand these words, but her daughter, who came down from upstairs, heard the doorway, and she ran to the village chief excitedly, "Dad, you have a good idea!"

You get a federation out, and when the time comes, you will be the president, and let these farmers pay on time every month......"

"." The village chief gave her a blank look, "There is no door on the mouth." ”

"Hey, what nonsense am I talking about, you haven't been outside to see it, it's like this outside."

The village chief said: "I want to be a brand in the village, so that those farmers can ensure the quality." ”

"It's so good, the final purpose is not to collect money, and there is no one else at home, why do you say it so high-sounding."

The village chief looked at her angrily, "Don't be nonsense if you don't understand, clean up the dishes and chopsticks." ”

The village chief heard from Professor Meng that the 'agricultural product cooperatives' and 'village brands' were all heard by the village chief, and since the successful village enterprises outside are doing this, then their village can also follow suit.

He didn't have anyone to talk to at home, so he just went out for a walk.

No, as soon as he left, he walked near Lin Xiao's house, and when he looked at it from a distance, he found that the door was open, and he made up his mind in his heart.

"Is Jianguo at home?" The village chief came to the door and shouted.

Father Lin, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, came out, "Village chief, I'm at home, come in and sit." ”

"Wait a minute, I'll wash my hands and go over." After Dad Lin washed his hands, he washed a cup.

When he arrived in the front living room, the village chief had already chatted with Lin Qian.

Look at the things in front of the village chief, soda, beef jerky.

I really look up to the village chief, can he eat his teeth or what's the matter?

Lin Qian was still there asking: "Is the spicy taste delicious, or the original flavor delicious?" ”

The village chief chewed hard, "It's plain, it's spicy and upset to your stomach." ”