Zou Ming was taken aback: "Prince, in the future, we must not have the idea of going against the Science Gate again, I can see that this Houlong Village and Mr. Houlong actually have nothing to do with the second prince, and all kinds of strange things they invented are of great benefit to the country and the people, after the birth of the god bean, how many people in the world will miss Mr. Houlong, if the prince insists on being the enemy of Mr. Houlong, then, that is the enemy of all the people!

The prince waved his hand impatiently: "I know, I know, I don't mess with Mr. Long, Mr. Zou will do his own business." ”

The crown prince watched Zou Ming leave, and sneered, what kind of people are water, what is a group of stinky people? The cultivation world of the Great Li Dynasty is the real emperor! As long as he wins the favor of a few major sects in the cultivation world, he will definitely be able to ascend to the great treasure! When the time comes, what will Mr. Long, who is just a science sect and a wild cultivator, count? In the blink of an eye, he will be wiped out!

Houlong Village, Guo Dalu is far away from the capital, how do you know that invisible storm, he is pouting with Huang Manyuan, pulling a pile of newly transmitted garbage.

Guo Dalu said to Huang Manyuan: "Manyuan, the winter vacation is coming, and we can't receive all kinds of treasures for a while, you have to look carefully and don't miss any good things." ”

As he was talking, Huang Manyuan pulled out a plastic bag, and the soup in it was watery, and before he opened it, the dirty soup was stained on his hand.

However, whether it is Huang Manyuan or Guo Dalu, they are already used to this kind of dirty smell, and neither of them cares, Huang Manyuan carefully opened the plastic bag, but it was something he didn't recognize - Huang Manyuan cleans all kinds of garbage every day, and is more familiar with things from the 21st century, because college students throw into the trash can is nothing more than all kinds of food, batteries, books, pens and other things, Huang Manyuan even recognizes some cosmetics used by girls - but he doesn't recognize the contents of this plastic bag.

Guo Dalu leaned over, and his eyes lit up suddenly: "Heh, there are actually leftover tomatoes! Well, there is also a small packet of dried chili peppers, this, this is corn on the cob! Unfortunately, it is cooked." ”

Guo Dalu held the tomato like a treasure, and smiled: "The tomato is good, now there is another dish on the table of the common people, tomato scrambled eggs, tomato fried potatoes are delicious." Well, this chili pepper has been dried in the sun, but I don't know if I can still grow it -- let me check it with the power of merit -- ha, the chili seeds are still alive and can survive! Haha, I can finally eat spicy food! Isn't this kid the best to eat? When the time comes, I'll make a whole spicy chicken nugget, and I won't be able to jump up and down with this kid!"

Guo Dalu finally picked up the half-eaten corn cob, and said with a sad face: "Corn, I have been waiting for you and sweet potatoes since the potatoes were teleported, but you appear in this way, you are all cooked, can you still be used as seeds? Why didn't anyone throw raw corn cobs into the trash?"

--Actually, some vegetable sellers in the vegetable market throw moldy corn cobs into the trash, but who let Bao 10 Jie be located in the university campus, if it was in the vegetable market, Guo Dalu would have transplanted all the agricultural products of the 21st century to the Da Li Dynasty at this time.

Guo Dalu gritted his teeth: "Yes, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor, maybe it can be done?"

Guo Dalu put the corn cob in the palm of his hand, closed his eyes slightly, and encouraged the power of merit in his body, waves of light gold particles poured towards the corn cob to drill into the cell membrane, and probed into the nucleus, Huang Manyuan stared at the corn cob curiously, only to see the corn cob faintly lit up with a layer of silver light, suddenly, there was a soft sound, and a grain of white things jumped out of the corn cob, fell to the ground, and rolled around.

Guo Dalu opened his eyes, only glanced at them, and couldn't laugh or cry -- popcorn flowers! After the cooked corn cob was forcibly spawned by himself with the power of merit, it actually became popcorn popcorn!

Huang Manyuan picked up a corn flower and put it in his mouth, chewing it: "It's delicious." ”

Guo Dalu glared at him: "Be careful to eat things and eat bad stomach!"

Huang Manyuan muttered: "Brother Guo doesn't often give away the things in this garbage? ”

Guo Dalu said: "That box of cakes has not been opened, it is well sealed in a plastic bag, and it is not dirty, but it is about to expire for two days, so it was thrown away as garbage, and your sister Chen pestered me to eat it again, and said to give it to Chumei to taste, and I gave it to her - hey, you kid, now you will refute people, and your mouth is sharp!"

Huang Manyuan is also real: "It's okay to talk to Brother Guo, don't be afraid, it's not okay to talk to others." ”

Guo Dalu muttered: "I am used to you, you have to be, don't be poor, look for it again." ”

The two pulled for a while, Guo Dalu turned out a snakeskin bag, opened the bag, but it was a quilt, the quilt was covered with suspicious yellow spots, and you could smell a foul smell when you held it in your hand, and it was obviously thrown away by a student who was too lazy to take the quilt home.

Guo Dalu threw the quilt aside casually, this thing is useless, today's quilts are made of acrylic, let the girl clean it well, make a small quilt for Guo Jin, winter is coming, cover this is stronger than covering thick hemp and fur.

Guo Dalu was afraid that he would freeze this year, so he had already asked Li Bo to buy a few good fur blankets, but the fur of the Great Li Dynasty was not properly handled, it was too heavy and too hard, and there was a strong smell, but the acrylic was covered with soft and warm.

Acrylic is a good thing, but Guo Dalu wants to make acrylic by himself - cough cough, just the goods in his stomach, even if he has studied in a dream of Huangliang for 16 years, if he wants to build a chemical system, it is still 108,000 miles away.

Guo Dalu was about to continue rummaging in the trash can, when he suddenly paused--acrylic fiber? Why did he think that the dirty quilt was acrylic after just one glance?

Sometimes there are cottonseeds left in the quilt that have not been cleaned!

Cottonseed, cotton, cotton clothes, cotton cloth! The whole textile industry -- I want to build Jenny cotton spinning machine! Hydraulic loom! I want to make thick, neat and warm cotton clothes completely replace linen!

Guo Dalu's breathing became heavy with excitement, he almost grabbed it, snatched the quilt that Huang Manyuan was packing up again, tore off a small piece of tidbits, rubbed it in his hand, and put it on the oil lamp to light it, he immediately determined that it was cotton! This is a cotton quilt! )