80s Taoism

Zhao Shuanglin's face softened a little after hearing Zhang Youping's words, "Okay, it's fine with your words. If you want to plant it like this, you can do whatever you want, but if the seedling doesn't survive, you are responsible for it yourself. I am also responsible for the county. The county has invested so much money, so it can't be wasted."

"Also, it's fine if you don't apply base fertilizer. After planting, you must water the roots, otherwise the seedlings will die." Zhao Shuanglin is indeed a serious and responsible comrade. Although the planting method did not follow his method, he still explained the key points of cultivation patiently.

"Officer Zhao, don't worry, we will definitely water it later." Zhang Youping said hastily.

Zhao Shuanglin said again, "I will come back in two days. If there is any problem with these seedlings, you will be fully responsible. This time, the county attaches great importance to it, and county magistrate Deng will come down to inspect the work himself."

"Don't worry, our Meizi'ao will definitely do a good job, so that the leaders can rest assured." Zhang Dechun said quickly.

One by one, they sent Zhao Shuanglin away from Meiziao.

"Biaohua, can this really make the tea seedlings alive?" Zhang Dechun began to worry now. After being a farmer for so many years, if you don't even have this common sense, you will really live your life on dogs.

Where is such a tree planted in Meiziao? Zhang Dechun still remembers the big fanfare when he planted tea seedlings in the garden back then. In the words of the old man at that time, the ditch was dug so deep that it was deep enough to put the coffin in. Now the trench at Zhang Dayun's house is less than one meter deep, and there is no basal fertilizer in it, and the little plant ash is just a fool. Usually, if someone told Zhang Dechun that planting trees in this way would make them alive, Zhang Dechun would slap him straight away. But this was what Zhang Jiaohua said, and Zhang Dechun didn't dare to fight. Hit that little boy, even if Zhang Youping has no objection, just draw a circle by that bastard, it will be enough for him to drink a pot.

Zhang Jiaohua's confidence is naturally due to her rain spell.

There are many people and strength, a mountain with an area of ​​two or three acres looks huge, and the whole village mobilized and planted all the seedlings in one day. But everyone is also saying that planting seedlings is easier than inserting fields. I am afraid that if the seedlings survive, they will not grow into tea trees.

"The beggar will definitely not lie to me. If he said that it is necessary to plant like this, there must be no problem. If it is not possible, I will fertilize slowly in the future." That is Zhang Dayun, no matter what others say, he will firmly believe it.

In the evening, Zhang Jiaohua came again and performed a formula on the mountain, and it started to rain heavily all over the mountain.

Zhang Dayun got up the next day and immediately went to the mountains to look. It was strange to find that all the tea seedlings were covered with water droplets, and the soil became moist. Those tea seedlings are tender and green, and they look lovely.

"The caller knows how to count. He told me not to water it. It turned out that he counted that it was going to rain." Zhang Dayun looked happily at the tea seedlings all over the mountain. The mood is extremely excited, here is his hope.

Zhang Wanlai limped out of the house, holding a bench in his hand, using the bench to support his body from time to time.

Luo Sannv stood in the main room holding the door frame and looked at the one-meter rising sun falling on the mountain opposite the door. Her eyes were no longer gloomy, they were light!

"Father, why did you come out?" Seeing Zhang Wanlai's strenuous look, Zhang Dayun hurried over.

Zhang Wanlai looked shy, "I haven't moved for a long time, and I don't know how to walk anymore."

"Mother! Mother! My father can go!" Zhang Dayun grinned and shouted to Luo Sannv, and then looked at Zhang Wanlai grinning, not caring about how difficult it was for Zhang Wanlai to walk. He knew that his father was happy, so he let him go more often.

"Is this our family's tea farm?" It was the first time Zhang Wanlai came out and saw that the barren hill behind had completely changed.

Zhang Wanlai wiped his tear-filled face with his thick palm. He is a tough guy, he didn't know how to cry since he was a child, and he always buried his pain deeply in his heart. But seeing his father come out of the house again today, he couldn't help crying.

"Father, our life will get better and better when the tea comes out of my tea plantation." Zhang Dayun grinned again.

*****

Liu Baoyi sorted out the goods on the shelves in the consignment store. People in the village had money in their hands and wanted to buy all kinds of things. Liu Baoyi had to buy more, and the variety suddenly increased. This little shelf is already a bit out of place.

"Baoyi, bring me a pack of Xiaomeiyan." Zhang Enzhong passed by the consignment store carrying a load.

Liu Baoyi poked his head out and took a look outside. The tofu on Zhang Enzhong's burden had already been sold out, "Sold out so soon?"

"It's too late. Now we have to go to the tea factory early to do work, and we make breakfast early in the morning. Now we in Meizi'ao are also following the fashion of the city people. We get up early in the morning and go to work, have lunch at the tea factory at noon, and dinner at night when we go home. The business of your consignment store is getting better and better. I can't put things down." Zhang Enzhong is also in a good mood. In the past, one or two sticks of tofu could not be sold a day, but now two sticks of tofu are not enough. At least four sticks of tofu are required. Everyone in the village went to the tea factory to grab money, and they wanted to hurry up in the morning. This tofu does not need to be washed or cleaned, and it is quick to cook. Naturally became everyone's first choice. The most important thing is that everyone has money in their pockets. I am more willing to buy things than before.

"Business is good. But now it's hard to talk to people. Everyone buys something and leaves immediately. In fact, you are still free. Four tofu a day, nothing to do. The money is not less than others." Liu Baoyi said.

But Liu Baoyi said with a bitter face, "What are you earning? I'm exhausted, and I don't earn as much as others. My mother-in-law said that she doesn't care about making tofu in the future, and she would rather go to work in a tea factory. Her technique is not slower than others, and it's easy to get one or two hundred a month. She doesn't stay up late or get up early. The money earned from making tofu is hard money. Making a pot of tofu entangles the whole family. Throughout the year, I haven't slept a full night."

"I used to think that a beggar of a certain age would not be able to make big waves, but now I realize that this kid is a big deal. Now the whole village has to respect him. Other villages envy us Meizi'ao to death." Zhang Enzhong said.

"No. Some of my relatives want to come to work in our village. I have to go to the tea factory today to ask if there are any people in the tea factory. But I am afraid that the villagers will scold me. This helps people from other villages grab food from the bowls of our villagers. Will the villagers tear me up?" Liu Baoyi said worriedly.

"Go to the factory first to find out. If the factory is short of manpower, just ask. If there is no shortage of manpower, let it go." Zhang Enzhong gave Liu Baoyi an idea.

*****

Zhang Jiaohua climbed to the top of the mountain again, looked at Meiziao from a high place, and found that Meiziao was so small, and there was such a big world outside. Zhang Jiaohua knew that Uncle Rob might be right, Fengwuchang should take a closer look!

The Diamond Mountain Leopard squatted beside Zhang Jiaohua, facing the howling mountain wind, standing proudly, and it also looked into the distance. I don't know what kind of scenery it wants.

The fat cat lies on the ground, and it always tries its best to stick its body to the ground, as if this can save the burden of gravity on its body.

The little chubby monkey looked at Zhang Jiaohua very strangely, his head was shaking from side to side, and his eyes were full of confusion. It doesn't understand what the little master is doing here every day.

Zhang Jiaohua comes to the top of this mountain every day, and there is one more thing to do, that is to practice Zhuang Gong. The gardening field has completely changed now, although the pile of plum blossoms is still here. But when Zhang Jiaohua was practicing Zhuang Gong, he was easily disturbed. So Zhang Jiaohua thought of this. There are no plum blossom piles here, but there are various strange rocks everywhere. More importantly, Zhang Jiaohua's skills have reached a critical point. Just like standing in Meiziao and standing on this mountain, what you see will be a different world. Zhang Jiaohua has touched the threshold of a new world.

"My Meishan sect has the theory of practicing kung fu first, and then seeking the way of fighting. Practice kung fu to be strong, and if you are strong, you will be invincible. Sun Tzu said: For all fighters, be invincible first, and wait for the enemy to be victorious. This is what it means; learning to fight is to defeat the enemy. The way to defeat the enemy is nothing more than movement, slowness, yin and yang, virtual reality, distance, nearness, and straightness."

"Movement, stillness, and urgency are the opportunity to attack and defend; Yin and Yang's deficiency and reality are the changes in the fighting style; distance and nearness, straightness and straightness are the momentum of the battle. Knowing this, you can know the outcome."

Zhang Jiaohua never entered that dream again, but there was an extra voice in his mind. The voice seemed to be the old Taoist master, or that Chengdao. Zhang Jiaohua didn't know why he entered such a dream, and became that Chengdao again in the dream. Zhang Jiaohua vaguely felt that there must be some kind of connection between himself and Chengdao.

These two words came out of nowhere, although Zhang Jiaohua didn't quite understand them, but he seemed to know that these two words had a very important relationship with the realm he had vaguely touched. But it seems that there is a layer of window paper, but it has never been able to break through. Zhang Jiaohua felt a sense of irritability inexplicably.

Zhang Jiaohua suddenly started to move, using all the Meishan boxing techniques in Zhang Jiaohua's boxing, every punch seemed to be able to penetrate the air, whistling.

After fighting Meishan boxing all the way, Zhang Jiaohua was sweating all over his body, and the boredom seemed to be swept away.

"By the way, last time Uncle Rob said that the sunrise on the top of the mountain is not in the same realm as the one seen by Meizi'ao. One day I will come to see what the sunrise on the top of the mountain looks like!" Zhang Jiaohua suddenly remembered what Luo Changjun said that day.

An eagle spread its wings across the empty sky in front of it, so comfortable. Zhang Jiaohua felt the urge to jump down from the top of the mountain.

When Zhang Jiaohua returned home, Liu Qiaoye had already put the steaming dishes on the table.

"Where did you go? You sweated so much. Go and wipe off the sweat and change into clean clothes." Liu Qiaoye asked hastily.

"Where's my father?" Zhang Jiaohua looked around.

"I went to another village to order tea. The tea will be picked soon. Your father runs outside every day. Do you think being the factory manager is so easy?" Liu Qiaoye went to get a towel and wiped Zai Zai's sweat carefully.