But this so-called calm is also for Niu Dali's family, because at this moment, in the village, the talk of growing Ruyi vegetables outside the village has not decreased by half a point, but has become more and more intense.

In less than two or three days, the news about how Ruyi vegetables were planted spread from Xinghua Village like a gust of wind.

"Are you saying that kind of wishful dish is true, how can you not do a good deal and give it away?"

"It's hard to say, I heard that Niu Dali is famous for his honesty and honesty in Xinghua Village!"

"Who said that honest and honest people don't deceive people!"

"What do you know, the year before last in our county, the method of raising chickens was Niu Dali, who was willing to change it, but Niu Dali did it, and now it's not a way to grow vegetables, maybe people are not rare!"

There is an endless debate in the outer villages about whether the rooyi vegetables are true or false.

But the villagers of Xinghua Village know that Niu Dali is a person, so they heard that Ruyi vegetables are planted with mung beans, and the erhu will take the mung beans to plant, and those who do not have mung beans will be sold directly in the town.

But whether it's true or not, the price of mung beans in Kaiyuan County has risen wildly.

The wealthy merchants and landlords soon received the news and died of depression.

The old man of the Huang family even seemed to vomit blood, he finally planted bean sprouts, and he was almost ready, you actually told me that Ruyi vegetables are grown like this?

"Master, what do you say we should do, should we follow the method of Xinghua Village, or continue to plant us?" said a fat steward wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Everybody knows how to grow it, so what's the difference between that and cabbage?"

Old Man Huang's face turned red, and he suddenly swept away the tea on the table next to him with his hand, and the fat steward was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak, and hung his head tremblingly.

"Plant it for me on both sides? Who knows if this is fake news?" Master Huang fixed his mind and waved his hand.

"Yes, the little one will do it now!"

The fat steward immediately took the order and went away.

"Niu Dali! Niu Dali!"

Master Huang's eyes were red, and he kept saying that planting those mung beans wouldn't cost him a lot of money at all, but the problem was that he actually felt like he was being played like a monkey.

"Niu Dali, if you don't have anything big behind you, just by virtue of this, I should break you into ten thousand pieces!"

Master Huang gritted his teeth, who doesn't know that Niu Dali has the future Kaiyuan County to protect him, if it weren't for the big deal, the cropper would be able to live until now?

"Father-in-law, who provoked you, why are you so angry?" At this time, Niu Jinyu walked in with a tray in his hand.

Seeing Niu Jinyu's graceful figure and delicate face, Master Huang's anger also decreased a lot, "Yu'er, what did you cook this time?"

"Ten perfect tonic soup!" Niu Jinyu said softly.

.........

Niu Dali didn't know because he told the method of bean sprouts, which made people hold a grudge.

But even if he knew, he didn't care at all, anyway, he said it, can he still take it back?

Niu Dali ignored the heated discussion outside, leisurely in the yard, uprooted the pepper trees in the vegetable field, and then loosened the soil, intending to replant the peppers.

Chili pepper is a plant that is harvested at one time, but because of the spiritual spring at home, the chili tree can bloom a second time, but the fruit produced is much less than the first time.

This is due to the experience of growing peppers several times.

Niu Dali thought about planting pepper trees on the wasteland in the back mountains, but now the wasteland in the back mountains has not been completely reclaimed, and after the reclamation is completed, he will be able to plant pepper trees on a large scale.

After all, he has been collecting pepper seeds a lot during this time.

After finishing the matter of the vegetable field, Niu Dali was idle again, a few girls went to the private school to attend classes, Li Xianglan and Bi'er went to be busy with the affairs of the workshop, he thought about it, and after letting Xiao Huang and Xiao Hei take care of the house, he went out by himself.

A few days ago, there were people arguing that Niu Dali's method of planting Ruyi vegetables was true or false, but as many people's mung beans sprouted at home, these people also stopped.

Niu Dali also responded one by one, the people in the village are generally simple-hearted, and whoever is good to them, they think they are good.

"Dali, you said that those wishful vegetables need to be grown for a few days before they can be eaten? I look a little greedy!" said a swarthy and simple man in his forties.

"In about five or six days, you can eat it when you see two real leaves!" Niu Dali said with a heartfelt smile.

"But yesterday I saw that the Sizhu family picked and ate it yesterday, and I heard that it tasted very good!" said a woman.

"You can eat it that way, but it will taste better when it is ripe, more tender and crispy, but you can't grow it for too long, otherwise it will be old and taste a little bad!" Niu Dali replied.

"Listen to you, it's not bad for a day or two!" many villagers laughed.

The name Ruyi Cai sounds high, not to mention that Ruyi Cai is still a rare dish that can only be eaten by the town lord, but I didn't expect them to be able to eat the good dishes that the town lord likes to eat one day.

After talking for a while, Niu Dali said goodbye to the villagers and left.

Looking at Niu Dali's back, many villagers sighed in their hearts.

Niu Dali first went to the sunflower field to take a walk, Daikin was working in the sunflower field, and Dajin was so busy at the moment that he was sweating.

In fact, even if Daikin is lazy, Niu Dali will not say anything about him, but Daikin is helping to harvest sunflowers and moving flower trays into the wooden cart.

"Brother Niu, why are you here?" Dajin wiped the sweat from his forehead and ran over with a grin.

"You're also a steward, how can a steward do the work yourself?" Niu Dali quipped.

"Those stewards are as fat as pigs, they are lazy and stealing, I don't want to be like them!" Dajin said with some disdain.

Niu vigorously shook his head, Dajin was a mid-congenital martial artist, and his physical strength was more than ten times better than that of ordinary people, so he didn't say much.

"I still have to go to the back mountain to see how busy Zhongyun is, so I won't tell you more?"

Da Jin's eyes lit up, "Go to the back mountain, then count me in, I'm almost busy with things here." ”

Niu nodded vigorously.

After Dajin explained to the villagers who were working, he followed.

"Brother Niu, what do you say is a master?"

Dajin is now very curious about the master realm, and before he cultivated, he heard the old man in the village say that a martial artist can go to the sky and the earth, turning clouds and rain, and at that time, he longed for a martial artist.

But when he really came into contact with the martial arts, he found that the martial artists were really not as powerful as the legends.

Those who can go to heaven and earth are not warriors at all, they are immortals.

However, the more he cultivates Dajin, the more he yearns for a high realm.

"That's it!" Niu Dali said casually.

So?

What is it?

Looking at Dajin with a bewildered face, Niu Dali smiled, "The master is also a human being, two ears, two eyes, otherwise what do you think else can be?"

Daikin: "......"

That's not what he meant.

In other words, in fact, for Brother Niu, those masters are actually similar to ordinary people.

"Brother Niu, I mean can a master fly in the sky? When I was a child, I always liked to listen to the old people in the village talk about martial artists, and he said that martial artists can go to heaven and earth and can do anything?"

"Do you believe it?" Niu asked rhetorically.

Dajin is decadent, well, before he practiced martial arts with Brother Niu, he was 100% trustworthy, but after practicing martial arts with Brother Niu, he also became an innate martial artist who was the envy of countless people, and he felt that in fact, no one could say anything about martial artists.

"Don't keep looking at those immortal cultivation books, we practice martial arts, not immortals!" Niu Dali patted Dajin and said: "However, don't be discouraged, as long as the internal strength of martial arts cultivation is enough, it is still no problem to fly in the air!"

"Really?" Daikin said with wide eyes.

"Am I going to lie to you?" Niu Dali said with a straight face.

"Of course I believe you!" Dajin said: "Then I don't know what kind of strength it is?"

It's really hard to say.

The cultivation of the Douwu Continent to the realm of the Martial Emperor will be able to fly in the sky.

But he corresponded according to the martial artists of this world and the martial arts realm of the Douwu Continent, the highest in this world is the realm of the martial king, this realm can only fly in the sky for a short time, and it must not fly too high, otherwise how high you fly, how desperate you are.

"Your strength is too low now, you should cultivate honestly, don't be too ambitious!" Niu Dali said with a straight face.

Daikin was a little frustrated, but it was enough to know that a warrior could fly.

Suddenly, he thought of something, "Brother Niu, can you fly?"

Niu Dali smiled honestly, did not answer Dajin's words, and left first.

Dajin touched the back of his head, what does Brother Niu mean, will it fly?

While the two were talking, they arrived at the wasteland in the back mountain.

Now the back mountain is planted with sunflowers, looking down from a high place, a piece of gold is shining, and it is magnificent.

At this moment, Fan Zhongyun, Dongzi, and Wang Shihu are responsible for the reclamation of a place, and Rhubarb is dragging a plow and rake to work on the wasteland.

Niu Dali and Dajin stepped forward to greet Wang Shihu and the others, and then they found a shady place to sit.

"Brother Niu is going to plant peppers on a piece of land?" Fan Zhongyun couldn't help but pay attention.

"Well, the ground can't be too dry, it's not too wet, and it's better not to get too close to the sunflowers. Niu nodded vigorously.

"That's no problem!" Fan Zhongyun wrote down.

"Brother Niu, you're finally going to plant chili peppers, I thought you wouldn't plant them!" Dongzi said with a smile.

"Not yet, when the wasteland in the back mountains is almost reclaimed, you can plant it!" Niu Dali said.

"Isn't that going to have to wait a long time?" said Toko regretfully.

"The chili peppers I grow are enough for you to eat, are you still too little? I'm not afraid of nosebleeds if I eat too many chili peppers!" Niu Dali said with a smile.

Speaking of this, Wang Shihu, Fan Zhongyun and Dajin couldn't help laughing.

A few days ago, Dongzi suddenly wanted to eat what chili hot pot, Niu vigorously reminded Dongzi that it was easy to get hot if it was too spicy in this weather, but Dongzi didn't believe it.

The next day, when this kid went to see his fiancée, he just saw someone, and his nosebleed couldn't help but flow out.

The scene thief was embarrassed.

However, Dongzi reacted quickly, and said, "You are so beautiful!", and directly said that his fiancée ran away shyly.

At that time, Dongzi told them about it, and they also laughed for a while.

"It's been so long, and you're still laughing!" Dongzi said helplessly.

After laughing for a while, Fan Zhongyun got down to business, "Brother Niu, in a few days, the sunflowers on the back mountain should also be harvested, but the road to the back mountain is a little difficult to walk, I am afraid that it will be difficult to harvest in the future and transport it back to the workshop!"

Before, the back mountain is a wasteland, the reason why there is a path, most of the villagers walked out for a long time, not to mention the potholes, but also very muddy, if the weather is good, there is nothing, but when it rains, the muddy soil is called an uncomfortable walk.

It seems that it is necessary to repair the path up the back mountain.

Niu nodded vigorously.

"I know what to do!"

Building roads is not only self-serving, but also convenient for the villagers, which is also a good thing.

In the evening, Niu Dali and Li Xianglan talked about building the road, Li Xianglan didn't have any opinion, anyway, the road to the back mountain was repaired, it was hello, I was good, and everyone was good.

"Then I Ming'er will tell the village chief about this!"

"Hmm!"

It was necessary to say hello to Wang Qingyang about the road repair, and the next morning, Niu Dali found Wang Qingyang to talk about the repair of the mountain road.

Wang Qingyang was only slightly surprised.

After all, compared with a few days ago, Niu Dali told the villagers about the method of planting Ruyi vegetables, and paving the road was acceptable to him.

"Dali, you surprise me so much!" Wang Qingyang couldn't help but sigh, he knew that Niu Dali had done a lot of things for the village.

"I'm also a member of Xinghua Village, this is what I should do!" Niu Dali said with his signature honest smile.

Wang Qingyang's heart was slightly touched, with Niu Dali doing so many things for the village, he had the urge to give up the position of village chief to Niu Dali.

After talking about things, Niu Dali went home.

"What is the matter with Dali looking for you this time?" Wu Shi was curious.

"Vigorously build the road behind the mountain!" Wang Qingyang sighed.

"What?"

Wu Shi was stunned, the road behind the mountain is a must for many villagers, if Niu Dali can repair it, it will be a great thing.

Soon, Niu Dali's road repair spread in the village, and whoever heard this was a good man who praised Niu Dali, and even some villagers were willing to help him repair the road for free.

What a lovely villager!

Niu Dali can let the villagers work for free, and he will still find the wages that should be paid.

However, from today, he has a nickname to do.

Niu Shanren.

Others call it well, but Niu Dali listens weirdly, but he can't help it, can someone else's nickname be called again?