Scholars in the courtyard

Ring, ring, ring

The alarm on the bedside rang, breaking the morning tranquility.

Then a jade arm stretched out from the quilt, and then pressed it, and the sound stopped instantly.

Ran Qiuye retracted her arm back into the quilt, and then looked up outside. There was a circle of white patterns on the lower edge of the window.

Since November, the weather has been getting colder and colder.

It is not yet December, and it is time to freeze.

Yesterday, the sky was gloomy and it felt like the weather was going to change. Fortunately, it did not snow when people were busy during the day.

It has been brewing all night and finally came down.

In such weather, it is very difficult to walk outside, and everyone does not like this kind of weather.

"Sleep a little longer."

Yang Xiaotao's voice came, and then continued to hug and sleep.

"Wake up, it's snowing, and it's a bit cold in the room."

Ran Qiuye pushed away Yang Xiaotao's outstretched hand.

They are both an old couple, and they have three children, but when they are together, they are still shameless.

Just like now, on such a cold night, who wouldn't sleep in clothes?

But they.

It's all their fault for not holding on!

However, the two of them leaned against each other and felt warm!

"Is it snowing?"

Seeing that he couldn't succeed, Yang Xiaotao opened his eyes and began to feast his eyes.

Ran Qiuye didn't mind, sat up from the quilt, and began to put on clothes.

"It looks very cold this year, it's just the beginning of the twelfth lunar month."

Yang Xiaotao yawned, "If it's cold, prepare more coal. I'll talk to Uncle Dashan later. This year is the same as last year."

"Well, buy more coal to save it."

Ran Qiuye also said on the side.

"By the way, how is the greenhouse in the village?"

"It's pretty good. The herbs in it have been taken out of the greenhouse."

"By the way, the village specially built two new greenhouses before winter. The chives planted in them are probably ready to eat now!"

Yang Xiaotao thought of the herbs after hearing this.

Because of the hail in the northwest, the yield of medicinal herbs decreased, so there was no choice but to plant medicinal herbs again in the greenhouse of Yangjiazhuang.

Fortunately, the demand for oral liquid is decreasing now, and the inventory plus the greenhouse should be enough for the pharmaceutical factory to last until next year.

Yang Xiaotao estimated that according to the current epidemic situation, it will take at least the year after next to return to normal.

In other words, the pharmaceutical factory will still make money in the next two years.

As for the future, it is hard to say.

Of course, the disease will not disappear just because it is gone.

Moreover, the health products launched by the pharmaceutical factory have begun to become popular, and it is expected that the sales will peak next year. What will happen next depends on the international market.

Of course, the profitability of the pharmaceutical factory can be ensured in the next three years.

It can earn a lot of foreign exchange for the country.

As for the future, it depends on the biochemical research institute.

If it is done quickly, perhaps there will be results within two years, and the pharmaceutical factory will take off!

Thinking in his heart, Yang Xiaotao did not delay getting up.

On the other side, Ran Qiuye had already put on his clothes.

Over the years, Yang Xiaotao has exchanged a lot of thermal underwear from the system.

Adults, children and the elderly all wear a lot of them.

Anyway, they wear them inside, and no one knows.

Besides, it's not that there is no such thing.

It's just hard to get.

After putting on clothes and folding the quilt, Yang Xiaotao went outside to boil water.

In the yard, Wangcai's family was taking a nap in the nest, and snowflakes were falling around them, and there was a layer of white spots on the ground.

"If it's so cold, the ground must be frozen!"

Yang Xiaotao said, and Ran Qiuye took a broom and responded, "It's a little early this year!"

Yang Xiaotao reached out to catch the falling snow and nodded.

"It's almost six or seven years, it's a bit cold!"

Ran Qiuye didn't understand what Yang Xiaotao meant, and just thought that Yang Xiaotao said that the weather would get cooler.

After cleaning the snow foam at the door, Ran Qiuye went back to the house to cook.

Yang Xiaotao looked up at the sun in the sky.

Who would have thought that the fiery red sun would also be covered by dark clouds!

Back in the house, the lazy little ones were taken out, and they were all dressed with sleepy eyes.

Duanwu pouted and kept asking what day it was today.

Why was it Monday instead of Sunday...

He was responded with a heavy love from his father.

After breakfast, Yang Xiaotao drove the three brothers Duanwu to the nursery.

Ran Qiuye took Miaomiao to the countryside.

Yang Xiaotao wanted to send them off, after all, the road was not easy to walk in this weather.

Ran Qiuye shook her head and told Yang Xiaotao not to worry.

Besides, Cuiping and Yan Fugui were on the road, so there was nothing to worry about.

Yang Xiaotao had no choice but to listen to Ran Qiuye!

After leaving the three brothers Duanwu, Yang Xiaotao did not go directly to the machinery factory, but went to the timber factory instead.

Yesterday, Zhou Shenghong sent a message saying that the agarwood he was looking for had been found, and asked him to go and get it at any time.

Yang Xiaotao thought that if he finished it earlier, he could send it over earlier.

As for what to make, Yang Xiaotao had an idea in mind.

Just make a small gourd, because Alfate was listening to the gourd baby in the hospital bed.

The car stopped at the lumber mill, and the security guard at the gate ran back to report immediately.

Before Yang Xiaotao walked in, Zhou Shenghong ran out, "Boss Yang, why are you here alone?"

Yang Xiaotao asked in confusion, "What's wrong? I can't take it by myself?"

"That's not true. I found a lot of good materials this time. In addition to agarwood, there is also a piece of golden nanmu, a piece of walnut, and a piece of lightning wood!"

Yang Xiaotao asked in surprise as he walked, "Where the hell did you get so many things?"

"When lightning struck the wood, you couldn't have demolished a temple, right?"

Zhou Shenghong really nodded after hearing this, "Don't tell me, this was really demolished from the temple. It's just that we didn't demolish it!"

Yang Xiaotao paused after hearing this, and then continued walking forward.

It’s enough to know some things, but there’s no way to delve into them.

While talking, the two came to a row of bungalows, which was the office area of ​​the lumber factory.

As for why there is no office building, Zhou Shenghong doesn't want to explain.

"Mr. Yang, this way!"

After entering the factory director's office, Zhou Shenghong opened a small door inside and walked in first.

Suddenly, the room smelled of wood.

Yang Xiaotao looked around and saw that the room was only about ten square meters, but there were dozens of pieces of wood neatly arranged.

Some are big and some are small, some are long and some are short, and there are some pieces of wood that I don’t recognize.

"Mr. Yang, this piece is agarwood!"

Zhou Shenghong brought over a piece of wood the size of a washbasin, and there was a faint fragrance as soon as he got close to it.

Yang Xiaotao took it, it was quite heavy.

"This piece of material is old, but the aroma has not diminished. You can go back and polish off the outer layer and use the inside..."

Zhou Shenghong said, picking up another palm-sized piece of black wood, "Mr. Yang, this is the piece of lightning-struck wood!"

He said that he was going to hand it to Yang Xiaotao.

At this time, Xiaowei, who was sleeping on her chest because of the cold weather and lack of sun, was like a cat that smelled fishy smell and immediately wanted to run out of her pocket.

Sensing that something was wrong, Yang Xiaotao immediately reached out and covered his chest.

"Master, I feel a powerful life energy."

"Master, this is the piece of wood!"

Xiaowei's voice appeared in his mind. Fortunately, this guy knew that there was an outsider and didn't say anything.

"Life energy?"

Yang Xiaotao immediately looked at the dark coal-like wood in front of him.

"Yes, there is a lot of life energy in it."

"Master, I want it, I want it!"

Ran Qiuye's moaning sound came, making Yang Xiaotao almost drop the agarwood in his hand.

"Stop talking!"

Scolding in his heart, Yang Xiaotao calmly took the dark wood.

Lightning strikes wood!

Instantly, I felt a warm feeling in my hand, and the texture on the outer layer of the wood subsided. I thought it was flat, but unexpectedly, it actually had layers.

The key is that it is very hard.

"Mr. Yang, this lightning strike wood should be a piece of pine wood."

"After being struck by lightning, the inside was ignited by electric current and then burned rapidly."

"This piece should be the part connected to the roots of the tree. I don't know why it was not burned through, so it became this lightning-struck wood!"

Zhou Shenghong talked eloquently and looked very understanding.

Xiaowei's constant whining sounds came from Yang Xiaotao's mind, but due to the majesty of Yang Xiaotao's master, he never dared to speak.

"Mr. Yang, this thing is said to be able to ward off evil spirits."

"Although we don't believe it, it's better to be prepared."

"So evil?"

Yang Xiaotao weighed the black wood and asked in disbelief. Zhou Shenghong nodded immediately, "Mr. Yang, don't believe it. There are some things passed down by our ancestors, and they still have some truth!"

"Just like this piece of wood, why aren't other trees struck by lightning? But it was struck by lightning?"

"There's a reason for that!"

"Let me tell you, this is because trees have to become spirits and survive tribulations. As long as they survive, it will be amazing..."

Zhou Shenghong spat and spoke with Xingzi, as if he was telling a fantasy story.

But Yang Xiaotao has a fantasy product in his chest, and he is still shouting at this moment!

Yang Xiaotao is also very interested in these gods and ghosts.

It's like squatting next to grandma on a rainy day when I was a kid and listening to stories.

So, Zhou Shenghong became more and more enthusiastic as he talked. Yang Xiaotao played with the lightning strike wood in his hand and shook it twice very smoothly.

I don’t know if it’s hard or not!

"So, is it because the tree became a spirit and failed to survive the catastrophe?"

"And then it became this black piece of wood?"

"Yes, yes, I guess this should be the heart of the pine tree..."

"You guys know a lot!"

Hearing Yang Xiaotao's joke, Zhou Shenghong smiled proudly, "I heard this from the elders!"

"However, I don't tell ordinary people!"

Yang Xiaotao raised his eyebrows after hearing this, "Then it seems that I am no longer an ordinary person!"

"Of course, you are no ordinary person. You are the literary star in the sky. You are so powerful!"

"I still have Wude Xingjun!"

After hearing this, Zhou Shenghong immediately said, "Yes, yes, you are both civil and military. You have both Wenquxing and Wuquxing."

Yang Xiaotao picked up the two pieces of wood, then looked around again, "Stop talking nonsense, help me pull the car up!"

"Okay, it's already been prepared!"

As he spoke, Zhou Shenghong took out a large sack from the corner and started filling it from scratch.

Yang Xiaotao didn't recognize any wood, but he made a profit from the two pieces he had, and kept the rest for future use.

The two of them collected two large bags and then walked to the car.

"Mr. Yang, you can do it yourself. If you want to find a master, I know one."

"This lightning struck wood, the thunder patterns inside cannot be destroyed..."

Before leaving, Zhou Shenghong still spoke to Yang Xiaotao, who took it to heart, then took out a Star from the back seat and threw it directly to him.

"Take it home and smoke it slowly. I'm going to the machinery factory first! I'll find you if I need anything."

"Okay, go slowly, the road is not easy to drive!"

"It's okay, let's go!"

After saying that, Yang Xiaotao drove away from the lumber factory in the snow.