Doomsday: I have a super farm

Zhuang Chen shook the heavy sack, and as soon as he opened it, he was hit by the strong smell of Chinese medicine.

He choked and coughed repeatedly.

“It’s a pity that those cabinets fell down at that time, and the Chinese medicines were all mixed together.

We didn't know either, so we could only put them all back in a hurry. "

"It doesn't matter, it's already good if you can get it back."

Zhuang Chen happily put away the big sack and comforted Huang Feng and the others.

"Zhuang Da, we also found a few medicinal herb seeds."

Ju Anan ran over in small steps and handed the transparent bottle to Zhuang Chen while panting.

Zhuang Chen took it and took a look and found a few tiny seeds inside.

"Thank you so much for your hard work. Let's go back and have a rest!"

Looking at the exhausted state of all of them, one can tell how many people came to attack the farm yesterday.

Zhuang Chen looked darkly outside the farm, then turned around and left, returning to his room to rest briefly.

Noon.

The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, and clouds float in the sky.

Zhuang Chen rubbed his sleepy eyes, picked up the sack and took the transparent plastic bottle, and locked himself in the studio.

Zhuang Chen poured all the herbs in the sack onto the table. The mixed herbs had layers of overlapping information about the herbs.

It made him dazzled.

"This is a bit difficult to do."

Zhuang Chen sighed helplessly in a low voice. He leaned over and carefully identified the Chinese medicine on the table. He kept picking at it with his hands.

Let every medicine pass through your eyes as much as possible.

The skin is reddish brown, with vertical lines like wrinkles on an old man's face. Smell the salvia with a hint of bitterness.

Zhuang Chen selected it based on its characteristics and put it aside.

There was a piece of white Poria cocos that looked like a small brick. Zhuang Chen put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, confirming the information on it.

When he picked out all the herbs he needed, he couldn't relax his stiff waist for a long time.

He put his hands on the table, stretched out his right hand and rubbed it to feel better.

"Phew! It's finally done."

He put all he needed in the small flowerpot and put the rest into the sack, ready to deal with it next time.

Zhuang Chen skillfully took out the syringe and inserted it into his own blood vessel, slowly drawing out his bright red blood.

Then he lowered his head and poured blood into the flower pot.

Although they are in a dried state, they have lost their medicinal properties due to the influence of the apocalypse.

Zhuang Chen knew that his blood could bring the dead back to life, so he tried to drown their entire bodies with blood.

He leaned over to observe their condition carefully, only to see small bubbles of blood appearing from time to time.

Not seeing any changes, he rubbed his temples.

"Give it some time to calm down first!"

Zhuang Chen shook his slightly groggy head, picked up the glue bottle on the table and walked out.

He breathed in the fresh air outside, stretched his muscles, and walked towards the vegetable garden.

Zhuang Chen sat on the ground, slit his index finger with a dagger, and slowly flowed the blood into the bottle.

Putting the bottle aside and letting it change, he dug a small hole with a shovel and made a ravine next to it.

It is convenient to have a drainage system.

When he looked back, all the blood in the plastic bottle had been absorbed.

There are little buds visible to the naked eye.

Zhuang Chen used a dagger to cut open the top of the plastic bottle, stretched out two fingers to dig around the wall of the plastic bottle, and fished out the little bud.

"Looks like he looks pretty good."

Zhuang Chen looked at the tender green buds and felt particularly comfortable.

He pressed the roots of the seedlings into the soil little by little, with extremely meticulous movements.

"Fortunately, it is autumn to plant walnut trees, otherwise the planting process would be extremely troublesome."

Zhuang Chen stretched out his hand to wipe the fine sweat on his smooth forehead and sighed in a low voice.

He took out the medicine list from his pocket and looked at the several medicinal materials needed on it.

He has found them all now, but the most important peach kernel still needs some time to grow.

"Zhuangda, there are rumors outside that you killed Mr. Duga.

But I don’t know what method to use? Escaped the sanctions from above. "

Cen Gong walked to Zhuang Chen's side hesitantly, bit his lower lip and stammered.

When Zhuang Chen heard what he said, he stood up from the ground angrily.

"If I have any means to escape from the hands above, then what qualifications do these people have to talk loudly here?"

He was thinking about such a big thing, but no one above him said anything.

But there are always people who want to stir up public opinion against him.

"Although people outside are also doubtful, the rumors coming from you are always a bit unfavorable to you."

"I don't need to hug their laps now, let them talk.

As long as they don't do anything substantial, I won't care about them. "

Zhuang Chen picked up the shovel on the ground and walked past Cen Gong to his room.

"Zhuang Da."

Zhou Dong stopped Zhuang Chen and caught up with him with delicate steps.

"What's wrong?"

Zhuang Chen stopped and looked at him doubtfully.

I saw Zhou Dong lowering his head and struggling mentally, then slowly raised his head and said the same words as Cen Gong.

"I already know this, no need to say anything more."

A smile appeared on Zhuang Chen's lips, and he stretched out his palm to stop his words.

"People outside say that Mr. Dujia must have given you something. Did Zhuang Da really give it to you?"

Zhou Dong clenched his nervous hands into fists behind his back, eagerly watching Zhuang Chen's words and deeds.

"He had no breath when I went there. I don't understand why people outside are spreading rumors like this?"

Zhuang Chen stood there and looked at Zhou Dong, explaining to Zhou Dong seriously.

"Don't get me wrong Zhuangda, I'm just a little curious."

Zhou Dong waved his hand quickly, fearing that Zhuang Chen would suspect that he had evil intentions and quickly get rid of him.

"fine."

After he finished speaking, he walked away.

Zhuang Chen glanced slightly at Zhou Dong, who was stunned on the spot. He felt a little complicated, and more importantly, he couldn't believe it.

During this period of time, there were always people outside the farm who were eyeing him.

Zhuang Chen didn't have anything special to do, and basically didn't go out to stay at the farm, focusing on those traditional Chinese medicines.

"I'm so sorry to bother you again at your farm."

When Zhuang Chen saw Zhu Zhengju arriving in a hurry, he helplessly held his forehead.

During this period, the threshold of his farm was almost broken by him.

"You need to wait a little longer, I can't rush this matter!"

Zhu Zhengju nodded awkwardly.

Although he also understood this truth, the people above him pushed him too hard.

He had to come and check.