Doomsday: I have a super farm

Kong Ci watched with a smile as Zhuang Chen came over with a pot of tea, and saw smoke rising from the tea being poured into the teacup.

She held the warm teacup in both hands and blew on it before bringing it to her mouth.

"When you come here this time, you must have something to ask me for."

The corner of Zhuang Chen's mouth curled up, and he sat directly opposite Kong Ci, looking at her indifferently with his deep eyes.

Kong Ci looked stunned, shook his head and chuckled:

"It seems that nothing can be hidden from Zhuang Da's eyes."

While speaking, Kong Ci put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Zhuang Chen calmly.

"You came all the way here under such heavy snow and freezing temperatures.

I really don't believe that he came here to see me. "

Zhuang Chen stretched out his long arms, lifted the teapot and filled Kong Ci with water, with a joking look on his face.

"Speaking of which, I had to thank you for your timely treatment last time, but this time I did come to you for something."

"Tell me what it is?"

“Because winter comes so unexpectedly, most people don’t have any precautions.

I have a serious cold, but we don’t have enough medicine. "

There was melancholy on Kong Ci's face, his knuckles turned white as he clenched his fists, and he looked at Zhuang Chen eagerly.

I hope he can deal with this severe cold.

After hearing what she said, Zhuang Chen fell into deep thought. Looking at the wind and snow outside, his temples could not control the beating.

“I’m really not sure about this because the weather is too bad now.

It is extremely difficult to find seeds about this. "

Zhuang Chen lowered his head, closed his mouth tightly, and pondered for a moment.

Then he slowly said what he was thinking.

"If I hadn't come to a dead end, I wouldn't have taken such a big risk."

Kong Ci also knew that this matter was difficult to handle, but now she was at her wits' end and had to come to Zhuang Chen for help.

After Zhuang Chen finished speaking, he fell into a moment of solemnity and did not respond to Kong Ci's words in time.

"Don't worry, if you complete this matter, we will definitely not treat you badly and you will be well rewarded."

Kong Ci saw the hesitation in Zhuang Chen's heart, and she patted her chest.

Guarantee Zhuang Chen that this time he will be well rewarded.

"Then I can only try this thing, and I can't give you a definite answer for the time being."

Seeing Zhuang Chen's retreat, the stone in Kong Ci's heart quietly fell to the ground.

She breathed a sigh of relief secretly.

Zhuang Chen briefly chatted with her and watched her leave the farm.

"Remember to come and play again next time!"

Huang Feng ran panting from a distance and stood behind Zhuang Chen.

He jumped up and down and waved to Kong Ci, enthusiastically hoping that she would come next time.

Zhuang Chen looked at him with sideways eyes in confusion.

Huang Feng looked shy and looked around with guilty eyes but did not dare to look into Zhuang Chen's eyes.

His face turned red and he scratched the back of his head.

"What...what happened?"

"Why are you so weird? Why don't people see you when they come over?"

Zhuang Chen chuckled playfully, slowly approaching him with steps, looking at the expression on his face.

"No...no! Isn't this how I treat guests? Don't embarrass our Zhuangda."

After Huang Feng finished speaking, he wanted to turn around and leave, but Zhuang Chen put his arm around his shoulders and restrained his movements.

"Looking at you like this, do you like Miss Kong?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't."

Huang Feng's head almost dropped to his chest. He shrugged his shoulders and lowered his body and left Zhuang Chen.

He left in embarrassment like a fleeing fox.

Zhuang Chen looked at his leaving figure with an evil smile on his lips. It seemed that this boy was in love.

He walked leisurely in the snow with his hands in his pockets, feeling strange in his heart when he stepped on such soft snowflakes.

"If you want to find plants among the snowflakes flying all over the sky, it may be a bit difficult to deal with this severe cold."

Zhuang Chen was thinking carefully about Chinese medicine for severe colds in his head.

"The traditional Chinese medicines used to treat severe colds are bitter almond, Pediculus, platycodon, licorice, purpurea, etc."

Zhuang Chen stretched out his fingers to count the types of traditional Chinese medicine, and found that it was just a small cold, but it actually required dozens of medicinal materials.

He walked to his herb garden and found that there were only two useful things: isatis root and licorice.

Others have no trace at all.

"It seems a bit difficult!"

Zhuang Chen squatted in the herb garden, looking up at the white sky with his head raised feebly.

He patted the dirt on his hands, stood up and went out of the farm.

“Now, despite the inclement weather, is the time to get out and look for plants.”

Zhuang Chen looked up and saw the same thing. He covered his ears with a hat and tied the ropes on both sides to his chin.

The cold wind was blowing hard, turning his hat back, and he lowered his head to face the cold wind.

His entire body has an arc that tilts forward.

There is no way to teleport in such weather, otherwise the clothes on your body will be frozen into ice.

The cold will erode his skin, and the biting cold will invade his body.

Zhuang Chen could only walk slowly step by step like a normal human being.

Ice and snow covered the surface of the house, and the plaque on it had been obscured, making it impossible to see the writing on it.

He could only rely on his memory to find the herb shop.

When Zhuang Chen passed by a store, he turned his head and looked at the decoration style inside.

The white walls were mottled, with claw marks left on them, and the wall covering had fallen off, exposing the cement inside.

Rows of chest-high cargo shelves were still there quietly, along with scattered square medicine boxes of different colors.

Zhuang Chen walked over and looked up at the flashing light tube, which sounded the buzzing sound of electricity.

"Pap..."

After a while, I saw the lamp circuit burning and then falling to the ground and dying.

He half-crouched and looked at the scattered medicines on the shelves. A large number of other medicine boxes had been robbed.

The rest are useless to others, such as treating athlete's foot and psoriasis!

Three black lines were drawn on Zhuang Chen's head, and he reluctantly put the medicines on the shelf that others thought were useless.

Keep it all in your own portable space, maybe it will be useful one day.

Zhuang Chen walked to the innermost part of the house and watched the drawers in the rows of wooden shelves being opened one by one.

I didn't see any Chinese medicine at all, just some dregs of medicine falling on the ground.

"Aren't these people too powerful at shooting things?"

Zhuang Chen helplessly held his forehead and complained.