Eating big melon is so refreshing

The third level of Yunmeng Mountain is an orchard with 20 acres of land, growing countless spiritual fruits. The news spread throughout Huangyang County and the surrounding villages in less than half an hour like a big bird with wings.

Those who have time go up the mountain to pick them, and those who don't have time spend money to buy them. The poor and the rich have an incomparable tacit understanding at this moment, one gets money, the other saves time, and also to make more money.

Little Fatty Teahouse

"How embarrassing! I used to be so smug that I thought I was gifted. I was a big shot at the age of nine and a half, with a strength of 300 kilograms. But now I am being played around by a big rooster."

Little Chunya squatted on the ground, complaining as she helped the little fat boy put the herbs into the stove. She sniffed the aroma and belatedly asked, "Is this the Bigu Pill?"

Luo Xiaopang nodded and said, "Many people think it's inconvenient to bring food into the mountains. The weather is hot and the food will go bad easily. If they don't eat, they will be hungry. So they ordered the "Bigu Pill" and only need to take one pill a day."

"This thing is convenient, but it is not good for growing people to eat it." Xiao Chunya disagreed, "Unless you are going to explore deep in the mountains and forests, it is better for your body to eat normally."

Luo Xiaopang chuckled and said, "Eighty coins for one pill, and a poor family's lunch doesn't cost more than five coins, so those who take pills are not short of money, and it's easy for them to regulate their bodies."

Xiao Chunya changed the subject and said, "Little Fatty, aren't you planning to go to the capital to take part in the imperial examination?"

"No, I'm not going. I know my results well. To be honest, I'm blessed by my ancestors for passing the exam. My grandfather is already very satisfied, and I'm also very satisfied, so I won't bother any more."

"Why do you have the same tone as Brother Zhao Ming? It's understandable that he has this mentality since he's the second to last one, but you're the 99th one, so why do you have this mentality too?"

"Xiao Chunzi, if I hadn't guessed the two big questions correctly, I would have failed the exam." Luo Xiaopang laughed, "Do you really think my studies are so solid? Besides, the exam will take nine days and nine nights, and I don't want to go through that again."

"Then your brother will go to Shouchun to be an official. Will you go with him?" Xiao Chunya looked a little distressed. "As the saying goes, a hero needs three helpers. Brother Zhao Ming can't leave Guangning Town. I only have a title but no power. I can't help my brother."

Luo Xiaopang patted his chest and promised that if Xiaoqiu went to Shouchun to be the county magistrate in the future, he would go with him and become a ninth-rank chief clerk.

"Um... there is one more thing. What do you think of my brother Daqing's character?"

Xiao Chunya looked a little embarrassed. It was the first time in her life that she was promoting her younger brother. How should she organize her words?

Luo Xiaopang blinked his eyes and said, "Just say what you want to say directly. I feel uncomfortable when you beat around the bush."

Xiao Chunya also blinked her eyes and said to the little fat boy enthusiastically, "We grew up together and are very close relatives. So how about marrying your sister to my brother Daqing?"

"I want to discuss this with grandpa and also ask for my sister's opinion." Fat Luo neither agreed nor refused, nor was he surprised at all.

"Say good things to your grandfather. To be honest, I think Daqing's temper is much better than that of my younger brother. He never makes me angry."

If she hadn't been pissed off by her naughty brother, she wouldn't have pushed his brother to the ground and rubbed him so often. Don't think that she doesn't know what people behind his back say about how fierce he is. He has completely destroyed the image of the little lady!

Everyone: Lady? Do you have that kind of temperament? More like a bully.

Luo Xiaopang couldn't answer with a clear conscience, so he had to change the subject. "There are a lot of open spaces between the fruit trees on the second level of Yunmeng Mountain. Many people have suggested growing crops there. After all, there's no need to worry about having too much food."

"That place... at least half of the space should be reserved. When the environment gets bad, it will be a gathering place for humans." Xiao Chunya said helplessly, "Many villagers only have cellars. It's okay to live in them for three to five days, but it won't work after a long time. The residents in the county town don't even have cellars, so that place is their final resting place."

This question was a bit heavy. Fatty Luo was stunned for a moment and said, "There are only six entrances to Yunmeng Mountain. Even if we can hide people, at most we can only squeeze in 200,000 people. The population of Daye Dynasty is 5 million. What can we do?"

"There are twelve floors in Yunmeng Mountain. I think the space inside can hide at least one million people, and the basement can also hide half a million people. The situation is not as bad as you think." Xiao Chunya said, "There are still more than two years before the Millennium Tribulation. We must believe in Wen Daya's persuasiveness. The intensity of the preparatory work is slowly increasing."

Wen Daya is indeed capable. In just a few months, he managed to build basements in more than half of the counties in Jinling Prefecture and Chujiang Prefecture. Yunzhou Prefecture and Liuyang Prefecture followed suit and of course they also built basements.

Those who can live in the basement are all wealthy people, so the most basic way to solve the crisis is to hunt wild animals and mutated plants. If humans eat wild animals of this level for a long time, their strength will naturally increase.

For example, Xiao Chunya's mother, Jiang, has no talent for cultivation, but with the help of eating a lot of high-level beasts and elixirs, her strength has reached 120 kilograms, so she has no problem destroying the mutated plants.

For example, Xiao Chunya’s grandfather Zhao Bei also has no talent for cultivation, but his current strength is no problem for him to deal with ordinary wild beasts.

"Little Fatty, what do these pills taste like?" Xiao Chunya, who had never eaten the "Bigu Pills", was a little curious. "I think if you make them into candy beans, will they taste better?"

The pills were made into sugar beans. Luo Xiaopang wondered what was going on in Xiao Chunya's head. Who would like to take medicine?

While chatting, a pot of "Bigu Pills" was completed. The lid of the not-too-small casserole was opened, and twelve black pills as big as little fingers were neatly arranged on one side.

"Isn't it too few to have only twelve in one furnace?" Xiao Chunya had another question, and said with a wild imagination, "Why don't we ask Uncle Wanzi to make a super-large casserole and make hundreds of them in one furnace?"

Luo Xiaopang choked as he took a sip of water. Xiao Qiulin just walked in. When he heard the fat sister's shocking words, he covered his temples with his hands, his head aching.

"Sister Fat, please stop making trouble." Xiao Qiulin said helplessly, "Changing the prescription has a slim chance of success. Blowing up the furnace is not only a waste of time, but also a waste of medicinal materials."

Xiao Chunya felt a little guilty. She was a professional in blasting furnaces, so she decided not to bother the fat guy who was already busy enough to make smoke come out of his mouth.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Apart from her regular practice every day, Xiao Chunya doesn't care about other things unless there is something big that cannot be resolved and she is called to a meeting, so her life is very carefree.