portable space

In the afternoon, Wang Peng came to Zhang Taiping's house early to ask about ways to make money.

"Handsome guy, I'm here to make money with you. As long as it's the trick that the handsome guy comes up with, it will definitely work. If you go up to the oil pan at the foot of the mountain, if Wang Peng frowns, he will be a sac without eggs." Wang Peng just entered the yard and saw lying on the bed.

Zhang Taiping, who was sitting on the couch, shouted impassionedly.

"What are you shouting for?" Zhang Taiping stood up, slapped him on the back of the head, and scolded him with a smile, "You still go up the mountain to fry a pot? You have watched too many gangster movies, right? Go plant trees with me first."

Zhang Taiping grabbed a young man, went to the orchard, and planted the remaining fruit trees in the vacant land. With outsiders around, Zhang Taiping did not pour space water into the tree pit. Even the closest person Zhang Taiping was aware of the secret of space.

I don't plan to tell, not because I don't trust it, but because of things like secrets, the less people know about it, the better, and we are not afraid of saying something intentionally or revealing something abnormal unintentionally, causing unnecessary trouble or even danger. So.

Zhang Taiping was determined to keep the secret of space locked in his heart. The two of them planted all the saplings in a short time and watered them with ordinary river water.

After planting the fruit trees, Zhang Taiping asked Wang Peng to help move the saw table, planer and other woodworking equipment stored in the back room where farm tools and groceries were stored to the side room, and wiped them clean. He added some engine oil to the machines and plugged them in.

, checked the operation level of the machine, and fortunately it was working normally. Wang Peng helped out and cut a few simple push-top wooden boxes for storing things individually. He hadn’t touched the wood for several years, so he felt that his craftsmanship was a lot rusty.

Zhang Taiping still likes woodworking, a technique that allows him to create things, and is especially fond of carving, so he plans to pick up the craft again as a pastime in his spare time.

After packing up the wooden box, Zhang Taiping still had a use for it. Seeing that there was still some good red chrysanthemum wood left, Zhang Taiping, who was reluctant to waste it, had an idea and took out the carving knife. Zhang Taiping's big hands were flying up and down like butterflies, and Wang Peng was beside him.

It seemed that the carving knife in Zhang Taiping's hand seemed to have come to life. Afterimages streaked through the air, and wood chips fell one after another. In a moment, the original columnar piece of wood turned into a lifelike little girl, dressed in a princess costume.

, put his finger to his mouth, and the curious expression on his face seemed to come alive. After the carving was completed, Zhang Taiping was both proud and surprised when he looked at Yaya's statue.

The reason why Yaya can be carved so superbly is because Yaya's figure and demeanor are imprinted in my heart. But I am a little surprised by the previous state. Although Zhang Dashuai's carving skills were good in the past, he has not reached this level. I have not yet reached this level.

He had just entered a wonderful state, as if he had merged with the carving knife, making it like an arm, and he could express his thoughts freely. As for the sudden improvement in his skill, Zhang Taiping can only attribute it to space.

The quality of my body has been greatly improved, and my reaction sensitivity and power control have been further improved; my mentality and life experience are also completely different.

"Handsome guy, are you good at flying knives like Xiao Li?" Wang Peng next to him asked innocently, closing his mouth in amazement.

"In the future, don't call me 'handsome guy', just call me 'handsome' or 'big brother.'" Zhang Taiping frowned and said. The beauty was fine, but being called "handsome guy" by a grown man all day long gave her goosebumps.

"Why, isn't this good?"

"Then why are there so many things? If I ask you to change it, just change it. Don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, then I'll just call you 'Big Brother', because I'm closer to 'Da Shuai'." Wang Peng smacked his lips and said, "By the way, you haven't told me whether Xiao Li can fly a knife or not."

Zhang Taiping walked towards the front yard and said casually: "I can also master the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. I can blow away a mountain in one go. Do you believe it?"

Wang Peng muttered in confusion, "Isn't it possible?"

It was getting dark and dinner was almost ready. Yaya was sitting alone on the kang in the bedroom watching TV. Zhang Taiping gave her the wooden carving. She screamed in surprise, with a dazzling smile on her face, and climbed onto Zhang Taiping's legs.

Go up, chirp and kiss Zhang Taiping on the face as a reward.

Wang Peng patted the black and white TV on the back of his head and complained: "What kind of TV is this? The splashes are so big." As he spoke, he patted it hard.

Zhang Taiping ignored it. There were quite a few such TV sets a few years ago, but now they have disappeared to that historical corner. When the image is not clear, it will get better after a few taps, so Wang Peng tapped the fuselage.

The power of the stupid goods was a bit overkill, but Zhang Taiping didn't care anymore. It was a waste product that should have been thrown away long ago. After selling the medicine this time, he will buy a new color TV.

After dinner, Zhang Taiping left Wang Peng to eat together. Wang Peng acted a little slumped at the dinner table, mainly because Cai Xiaomei was present. Wang Peng had been beaten severely by Cai Xiaomei when he was a child. He probably still has some shadows in his heart now. When he saw her, he

Like a mouse meeting a cat, it behaves very well.

The next day, Cai Xiaomei was ready to go back to school. She only had three days off during the National Day holiday, and she had to make up lessons for other children this afternoon.

Early in the morning, Yaya ran to the back room with the wood carving and told Zhang Taiping.

"Dad, my aunt wants Yaya's little wooden figurine. Can you make one for her too?"

Zhang Taiping nodded and said, "Okay, I'll make one for your aunt too."

When I came to the wing, I held the knife, and after thinking for a moment, I started to cut. After a while, a young beauty with short hair, jeans, and her hands in her pockets appeared in front of her. This one was not as expressive as Yaya's.

, mainly because its figure is not as deep into the bone marrow as Yaya.

Yaya held up the two wooden figures and ran back to the front room. She gave the one to her aunt and said, "Auntie, Yaya asked dad to make one for you. Don't ask for Yaya's anymore, okay?"

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Cai Xiaomei pretended to be reluctant and said: "Okay, aunt doesn't want yours anymore, but when your father carves again in the future, you must let him make another one. Do you understand?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Yaya nodded vigorously in response.

After breakfast and seeing Cai Xiaomei off, Cai Xiaomei said to Zhang Taiping.

"Don't think that if you give me a rotten wooden sculpture, I will forgive you. If you still treat my sister badly in the future, I will always find a way to deal with you, believe it or not?"

Zhang Taiping smiled and said nothing.

Cai Yazhi quickly glanced at Zhang Taiping's expression, blocked Cai Xiaomei's finger pointing at Zhang Taiping, shook her head, and waved her hand to signal him to leave quickly.

Cai Xiaomei shook her hair, picked up the rosin cake her sister baked last night, and probably the wooden figure, and turned around to leave.

Zhang Taiping spent the next whole day pruning fruit trees in the orchard. During this period, he provided some space water, diluted it many times with well water, and then watered the newly planted fruit trees, just to ensure that they could fully survive, and not to cause any otherworldly changes.

changes in rules.

My wife has been studying beside me. Cultivating fruit trees is not an easy task. There are many steps involved in just pruning. Different fruit trees have different pruning methods, different lengths of pruning, and different times.

.This season is suitable for pruning low grape vines. Those taller cherry trees, walnut trees, etc. must wait until the leaves fall in late autumn and winter before pruning.

Zhang Taiping looked at his wife's distressed expression and said, "Are you feeling sorry for the pruned branches?"

Cai Yazhi blushed and shook her head. Zhang Taiping was attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him for a moment. Then he coughed and explained.

"Most of the grapevines planted in orchards are dwarf saplings. There is little space between the plants, and the roots are small and shallow. The competition between trees is fierce. It is difficult to absorb water and nutrients. If you don't prune the excess

It is difficult for a fruit tree to grow taller and thicker if its branches are too small. In the year when it bears fruit, it is necessary to comb the flowers and set the fruit. Otherwise, if it is allowed to grow naturally, the nutrition will not be able to keep up. Although there are many bunches on the tree, they will all be small fruits.

Thinning not only tastes bad, but also looks very bad. On the other hand, if you prune and thin the fruit correctly, leaving only one bunch on each branch, then there will be as many bunches of grapes as there are branches on the tree.

The fruits are really huge, and the taste is incomparable. Each bunch weighs more than two kilograms, and each kilogram can be sold for a good price of six to seven yuan."

Cai Yazhi opened her mouth in surprise. This was the first time she heard that grapes could be sold at such a price. The grapes she had seen at the market before were only more than two yuan a pound, and one pound could weigh several bunches.

I don't know how many people bought it. I don't know if it can really be sold at a price of six or seven yuan.

As if Zhang Taiping didn't shock her enough, he added: "Let's calculate this account. There are one hundred and fifty trees per acre, and fifteen branches are left on each tree, which means fifteen bunches.

Grapes, two pounds per bunch." Knowing what she was thinking, Zhang Taiping continued, "Don't worry about not being able to sell them, there are many people who eat good food. It's not six or seven yuan, just five yuan per catty, let's do the math.

, one acre of land can earn 22,500 yuan a year, and our grapes total three acres. Grapes alone can earn more than 67,000 yuan a year, let alone cherries and peaches."

After hearing this, Cai Yazhi swallowed her saliva, and her chest rose and fell like waves. Seeing this, Zhang Taiping felt hot in her heart, and immediately made getting the marriage certificate a top priority.

Involuntarily, she kissed him quickly on the mouth. Immediately, Cai Yazhi's eyes widened and she stood there blankly. Then her face was quickly covered by red clouds, as if she could bleed. Zhang Taiping was fascinated by her shy posture again.

Close eyes, where charm and purity coexist, are the best way to seduce a man's heart.

Cai Yazhi felt as if her face was about to be cooked. She covered her face and turned around and ran back to the house. Although she had been married for four years, this was the first time she had been frivolous during the day. Kissing was the most common form of intimacy in the city.

This method can often be seen in some public places, but for Cai Yazhi, who has always lived in the mountains, this is not acceptable for a while.

After Cai Yazhi ran away, Zhang Taiping laughed at himself and said, "What happened today?" He acted like an indifferent young brother. He completely forgot that mentally, he was still a virgin.

In the next three days, Zhang Taiping picked another batch of saffron, adding up to one kilogram from the previous days, worth more than 25,000 yuan. After the second picking, Zhang Taiping ordered the space to automatically eradicate the saffron roots.

Saffron can only be used as initial start-up capital and cannot be used as a means to collect money. In fact, for Zhang Taiping, after having space, money is not the ultimate goal he pursues. It is just a tool to serve in the process of life, and he does not care how much it is.

The quantity is as long as you can have it on hand when needed. The main thing is to enjoy the process of every bit of life.