Taoyuan Mountain Village

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The little brown bear followed Xiaohua and stretched out his big head, opening his mouth from time to time and showing his paws.

Give me a pie!

Jiang Xiaoye chatted with Yang Siqi for a while, and Yang Jinshan had to decide the specific matter. There are many people in Xiaoyang Village who know how to green, so Yang Jinshan can just ask a few people to help.

"Xiao Huang, go, go home."

Jiang Xiaoye shouted at the little brown bear who was following Xiaohua.

"Ow~Ow~"

The little brown bear hurriedly yelled at Jiang Xiaoye, eat the cake!

"I'll give you something to eat, I still have it at home." Jiang Xiaoye didn't expect this little guy to like to eat flower cakes, so he reached out and picked it up.

The little brown bear stared at the little flower, could you give me another bite?

Apparently Xiaohua also likes to eat, so he hesitated and handed a small piece to the little brown bear.

Jiang Xiaoye smiled and said hello to Yang Siqi and left.

An hour later, Yang Jinshan came to Jiang Xiaoye on an electric bike.

Knowing that Jiang Xiaoye wanted to green the whole village, Yang Jinshan followed Jiang Xiaoye around the village after inquiring, and the old village chief happily followed.

"If there is a nursery garden around every household, plus the need for greening tree nurseries in the village, at least a budget of 200,000 is needed, and this is not counting the money for building a garden nursery and looking for workers. This sum of money also needs at least 40,000 to 50,000 yuan. of."

Yang Jinshan can't understand, Yushan Village has money to burn? Greening? What is greening in mountain villages?

Jiang Xiaoye glanced at the old village chief when he heard the words, and the price was reasonable.

Jiang Xiaoye smiled and said, "Uncle Yang, I'll leave the greening of Yushan Village to you."

"It's enough to plant some trees on the roadside in this village. These garden nurseries are really unnecessary."

Yang Jinshan couldn't help but persuade him, it was a waste of money.

"It doesn't matter, just look good."

Jiang Xiaoye doesn't care about tens of thousands of dollars. As long as Yushan Village is built, won't he allow him to develop radically in the future?

The rest was left to the old village chief. The old village chief happily continued to discuss these issues with Yang Jinshan. Jiang Xiaoye also told the old village chief that there was not enough money in the village, so he could get it from the briquettes factory. Now the briquettes factory is a few months old. Time has already made a profit of hundreds of thousands.

This is also the profit for all workers after the wages have been increased by some.

There are not many people in the mountains who burn briquettes. After all, all the mountains and plains are firewood, but the county seat is different. With the help of Chen Cheng, Yushan Village now provides briquettes in many parts of the county.

The quality and effect of the briquettes in Yushan Village are excellent. If they are unqualified, they are kept and re-pressed, or the villagers use them themselves, and they are well-known outside.

The transplanted tea trees were very slow to plant. Jiang Xiaoye was worried that he would not be able to finish his work today, so the village asked dozens of villagers to help.

One hundred and fifty yuan for half a day, and the house was lively and lively for a while.

Xiao Hei was worried that his dog food would be stolen, so he sat at the door of the kennel and did not leave, and barked when he saw someone approaching.

The little brown bear who had found a chance to beat up several times cried out.

When night fell, all the tea trees were finally planted.

The huge thousand-year-old tea tree is planted on the front of the courtyard. Even after it has just undergone transplantation, it is still full of vitality. The previous small rain cloth technique has made it completely adapted to the problem of transplantation.

Late at night, Jiang Xiaoye came under the tea tree in the courtyard.

The Mountain God Raising Sword Gourd took out and began to irrigate the spiritual springs one by one, restoring the vitality of these old tea trees.

The effect of Lingquan is excellent, but Jiang Xiaoye is even more looking forward to whether Xiaopuyu can mutate into a real Lingcha!

Whether it is the tea tree of Taoist Crow or the thousand-year-old tea tree king, they can only be regarded as half-spirit tea, and other old tea trees can only be said to be the best.

The little brown bear chased after Jiang Xiaoye, looked at Xiaohei's kennel from time to time, and wanted to go in several times to find dried fish to eat.

"Don't provoke Xiao Hei, isn't it enough to be beaten?"

Jiang Xiaoye reached out and mentioned the little brown bear who was trying to summon the courage to steal dried fish and jerky, and tapped it on the head.

"Ow~"

The little brown bear thought that he was beaten by the nigger several times during the day, so he quickly looked around, the nigger wouldn't hide and stare at him, right?

Coming under the thousand-year-old tea tree, Jiang Xiaoye injected a trace of the power of the mountain god, but unfortunately, it was not like Xiao Taoxian.

"Heaven and earth are water spirits, listen to my will, turn clouds into rain, and benefit from the party!"

Little rain shower!

Spiritual clouds gather, and the drizzle is like silver threads.

The old tea tree that has been rejuvenated by Lingquan is more vigorous, with branches and buds, and some old skins on the trunk are slowly falling off!

Such a huge change? shed bark?

It was the first time that Jiang Xiaoye saw tree shells fall off, and he was overjoyed.

The skin was still falling off, and Jiang Xiaoye was watching the changes of the old tea tree intently.

After maintaining for seven or eight minutes, there are new changes!

Above the tea tree, a piece of tea leaves began to fall off.

At first Jiang Xiaoye didn't care when he saw one or two pieces, but when he saw that the tea leaves were falling faster and faster, he felt something was wrong!

The new bark of the tea tree turned black.

The tea leaves above are falling off more and more, and the speed is getting faster and faster, and it is swaying like rain.

The little brown bear ate a few slices below, but didn't eat it if it didn't taste good, looked up and looked up.

The tea leaves that kept falling off were obviously curious about how the tree lost its leaves.

Jiang Xiaoye felt even more uncomfortable.

"Poisonous? Impossible, the little rain shower will never be poisonous, and it mutates into a poisonous substance?"

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoye wanted to stop, but the Little Rainmaker was an immortal technique for the mountain god to move clouds and rain. How could it be possible to turn a good plant into a poison?

Never mind, keep going!

Jiang Xiaoye didn't stop his hand, and the little rain shower continued to sway.

The tea leaves had already fallen off the ground. Jiang Xiaoye saw that the whole big tree had begun to turn black, the branches and the tea leaves had also turned black, not poisonous!

Jiang Xiaoye felt that some tea leaves that did not fall off and turned black exuded a strong spiritual energy.

Blackened?

The little owl came flying, with a small field mouse in its mouth. It seems that I was lucky tonight. I caught it just after going out for a while, and I quickly wanted to bring it back to Jiang Xiaoye to eat.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaoye was spreading the rain, the little owl quickly flew to the tree to rub against the spiritual rain.

The tea leaves of the old tea trees are constantly falling, and the ones that can stay are the tea leaves that have begun to blacken.

After a long time, the old tea tree finally stopped changing.

On the huge tea tree, there are only thousands of black tea leaves left.

"Is this blackening or evolution?"

Jiang Xiaoye took the little rain-spreading technique, looked at the tea leaves all over the floor, and then raised his head to look at the old tea tree that had turned black. The change of the old tea tree was astonishing.

"Huhuuu~" The little owl flew down, looked at his stomach angrily, and then pecked Jiang Xiaoye, the mouse you caught is gone, it's all your fault for letting the mouse live again!

The little field mouse was dying, but the Lingyu let it recover again.

The result was swallowed by the little owl.

"Real spirit tea!"

Jiang Xiaoye flicked his finger, and a black tea leaf landed in his hand. He sniffed lightly, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Although it has turned black, there is no doubt that the remaining spirit tea is more than ten times stronger than the previous one!

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