Eating big melon is so refreshing

Young Master Mingyue's eyes flickered. Could it be that the remnants of the previous dynasty were lurking among the people in order to steal good fortune, change their fate, and prepare to make a comeback?

A murderous intent flashed across Xiao Qiulin's deep eyes. When his strength recovered to its peak, these monsters would be reduced to ashes!

"I always feel that there is a pair of big hands behind the scenes pushing and manipulating everything. I felt that the hands had already pinched my neck before, but now the distance is farther. I have been thinking about it for a long time and it seems that I have discovered the secret. The light of merit on my father, the light of merit on my third uncle and fifth uncle, and the literary aura on my brother Zhao Ming, all these things make the big hands wary. What the old man said is right. As long as there are more people in the Zhao family who have made achievements and accumulated merits through doing good deeds, there is no need to worry about conspiracies and intrigues, or ghosts and monsters!"

Even the Way of Heaven cannot be unscrupulous, otherwise who would believe in it? Xiao Chunya felt that the pair of big hands did not strangle her to death, not out of pity, but out of some kind of fear.

"Brother, write a letter to tell brother Zhao Ming that wild animals are coming out frequently here, and the Phoenix Mountain in Zhaojia Village is probably the same. It's not safe for grandma and uncle to live outside the village, so let them move back to the village." Xiao Chunya said to her brother, "Let's donate some more money to help the village reinforce the outer wall, otherwise a wild boar will come and hit the wall and it will collapse. The mud wall is useless."

Xiao Qiulin thought for a moment and said, "There is a small hillside between Zhaojia Village and Xiaohe Village. We can flatten it and build a brick kiln there to consume the soil. I calculated that it would cost less than 100 taels of silver. We can use the bricks to build the wall."

"Build a mud and cement mill. I'll write down the recipe and ask Master Shen Wu to bring it back to Uncle Wu when his boat arrives."

"Sister, please stop writing about the earth and cement recipe." Xiao Qiulin said bitterly, "I can't understand what you wrote, and Grandpa can't understand it either."

“Such a simple thing…” Xiao Chunya widened her eyes, the expression on her face seemed to say, are you kidding me, you have a high IQ!

"It's just like the firecrackers we made during the Chinese New Year. We all know the formula, but the effect is different. The firecrackers you make explode into the sky."

He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that his fat sister was very talented in making these dangerous things.

Master Mingyue coughed lightly and said, "You can open a small workshop in my village and transport the products back to Zhaojia Village. This way it won't take too long."

"Do you have a farm in Qinghe County?" Xiao Qiulin asked in a quiet tone.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you had a manor?" Xiao Chunya said in a somewhat frustrated tone, "Remember you clearly said before that there is no manor in this place!"

"I didn't have any before. My eldest brother bought me some property at the end of last year."

"One hundred million points?"

"On weekends, we'll go to his family's farm and eat and drink for free..." Before Xiao Chunya could utter a word, her brother covered her mouth. Her chubby face turned red. When she came to her senses, she pushed her brother to the ground and rubbed him.

The two played for a while, and Xiao Qiulin climbed up and said with a grin, "Sister, how many pounds of strength are you now?" He was hit and his waist hurt. Damn it, he will have to eat half a bowl of rice every day from now on!

The measuring instrument specially purchased by Master Mingyue came in handy. Luo Xiaopang excitedly took a run-up and then hit hard. The measuring instrument showed that his strength was 136 kilograms. In December last year, he tested his strength at 121 kilograms, an average increase of two kilograms per month.

Chen Zichuan's strength is equal to Luo Xiaopang's, while Chen Zilan and Feng Susu's strength is slightly smaller than theirs.

Xiao Qiulin's strength is 5 kilograms less than Luo Xiaopang's, which is normal considering his age.

Young Master Mingyue did not behave perfunctorily this time. There were no outsiders present so he did not need to hide his feelings. He punched hard, showing a strength of 150 kilograms.

"It's my turn." Xiao Chunya hit hard and the measuring instrument made a "buzzing" sound. The strength soared to 180 and then dropped to 162 and stopped, which means that her explosive power is 180 kilograms.

"Dad, I've gained strength, I weigh 162 pounds.

"Xiao Chunya cheered and ran to the next door, her voice floating over, "I want to eat a big chicken drumstick tonight!"

"180 explosive force, ouch, my waist."

Xiao Qiu rubbed her waist and went to the next door to complain. She was pushed to the ground and rubbed by her sister for no reason, and asked for a chicken leg as compensation.

Soon, there was a commotion next door. The customers who came to the shop to drink sugar water watched the fun and were jealous.

"Madam, your children are so lively."

Daqing ran over and said to Gao shyly, "Mother, my strength is 60 kilograms." His speed of increasing strength by ten kilograms every year is indeed too slow for a martial artist. For ordinary people, it is already considered medium strength.

Jiang looked at the gentle Daqing, then at the overly tough fat girl, and she was tired and didn't want to talk. Anyway, she ordered ten pairs of shoes for them, and patched up their torn clothes. They didn't care about studying next door, and if they liked to fight, they could continue to do it.

码头

In order to maintain long-term public security, Zhao Erlang invited residents sent by the Flying Tigers to patrol. After all, they could not go up the mountain to hunt every day. Although patrolling was exposed to the sun and rain, it was safe and guaranteed, and it was not too hard and could bring in extra income, so why not do it?

The Flying Tigers' team is also expanding, from the original seven people to twelve people. Captain Wu Biao is still very satisfied with his current life.

"Brother Erlang, why are you here?" With Zhao Sanlang around, Zhao Erlang and Zhao Silang would normally not appear at the same time.

"I have something to ask Master Shen Wu. I want him to take a letter home." Zhao Erlang said, "I remember his ship is returning today. If you miss it, you have to wait another five days."

"He's eating at the service area. The sun is too strong today, so many people go there to drink mung bean soup to cool off."

It happened to be Wu Biao's shift today. He was very familiar with Master Shen Wu. Seeing that there was nothing to do, he also went to drink a bowl of mung bean soup.

Service area

Master Shen Wu accepted Zhao Erlang's letter. The two chatted for a few sentences and talked about the fact that the wild animals in the mountains were mutating at an accelerated rate and running out to hurt the villagers. This was no longer an accidental incident.

"Master Wu, the fish in the river haven't mutated, right?"

Zhao Erlang suddenly asked, if the fish in the river also mutated, it would mean that river transportation would have great trouble in the future.

Master Shen Wu smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Not yet, but there will be in the future, sooner or later."

"It seems that the only way to ensure your dark power is to constantly improve your cultivation." Wu Biao's cultivation is higher than Zhao Erlang's, but his brothers' cultivation is generally low.

Zhao Erlang looked at the dock from the window and sighed, "For safety reasons, the dock also needs to be fenced. The sun has been too hot these past two months, so we'll have to wait until September to build a fence."