"I have contacted the village about this matter. Let them handle it first." Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Them? Those scoundrels in the village, do you expect the village to deal with them?" Wang Mingbao said in surprise.
In every village, there are a few thorns that run rampant in the countryside, but no one wants to deal with them and avoids them for fear of getting into trouble. There are also two or three people like this in Wangjiazhuang. No one in the village doesn't bother them. They know how to cause trouble everywhere when they have nothing to do. Their hands and feet are not clean on weekdays, and they often do some sneaky things. The village committee has done several jobs, and the result is that they They ignored him at all and instead made the village director who was doing his work very angry. However, these people were also afraid. The person they were afraid of was sitting opposite Wang Yao.
For such a person, Wang Mingbao would never do anything like being emotional or rational. He would just say "hit". He would hit him when he met him in the village, and he would hit him when he rushed towards him from a distance. , were beaten at home, and they screamed and knelt down to beg for mercy. These people couldn't stand it. They also went to the village, but the village didn't care. They just wanted someone to teach them a lesson. In the end, when it didn't work out, they went straight to the police station, and ended up getting a lesson for their past sneaky things. Who wants a father who can talk!
For these people, Wang Mingbao's guiding ideology is "beat until you are convinced, beat until you are scared, beat until you are so rotten and trembling when you meet them!" For quite a while, those few people would see Wang Mingbao from a distance. Run, really run, for fear of getting beaten if you run too slow.
"I want to wait, they don't care, and then we go on."
"I'll ask later who's itchy!" Wang Mingbao said.
He is a loyal person and has nothing to say to his friends. He usually respects the old and loves the young, and has a good reputation in the village. However, he always maintains that principle when it comes to those rogues.
"How's the business in your city?"
"It's okay. There are a lot of real estate projects in the city recently, and there are also a lot of renovations. The business is pretty good."
"What about my sister? That guy is still pestering her?"
"Well, I haven't given up yet, so don't worry, my buddy is staring at him!" Wang Mingbao said.
After staying with Wang Yao for a while, Wang Mingbao said goodbye and left.
The sun slowly set on the top of the mountain. After reciting the scriptures several times, Wang Yao walked around the medicinal field, and then stopped under the dozens of big trees. These chestnut trees and jujube trees, even in winter, , most of the leaves are still preserved, as if they are not afraid of the severe cold and are ready to bloom in this winter. Under this tree is the ginseng planted by Wang Yao, which has grown leaves at this time. One plant has three leaves, standing under the tree in the wind.
"Don't be anxious, grow slowly."
The next day, early in the morning, Wang Yao heard the system prompt.
"Task (Baicao Garden. 2): Within ten days, successfully plant thirty kinds of herbs, including three kinds of spiritual herbs, which cannot be repeated. If completed, you will be rewarded with a prescription."
"The host has met the upgrade requirements. Do you want to upgrade?"
"Upgrade." Wang Yao didn't expect to meet the conditions for upgrade again, which was an unexpected surprise.
Character level: 3
Career Level: Rookie (Okay, you’re almost there)
Herb cultivation:
Level: 2 (Beginner) You can grow herbs and have some experience.
After upgrading, the most direct reward is a skill point, which is very valuable. If you want to learn all the magical abilities in the skill tree, you must use skill points.
"Where to use it?"
There are two paths, one is medicine and the other is medicine. Although the two are separate, they are actually one and indispensable.
The choice of medical skills should be based on the "asking" part of "observation, smell, consultation, and diagnosis"; the choice of medicine skills, but he didn't know what kind of ability it was. After hesitating, Wang Yao chose medicine skills.
For a moment, his head was pounded, as if he had been hit hard, and there was a familiar feeling, like an enlightenment. In an instant, there was a lot of knowledge in his mind, including the knowledge of medicinal materials, what kind of medicinal materials, and What kind of medicine is effective and how to use it.
Huh, fortunately, he was mentally prepared. After recovering, Wang Yao looked up at the herbs he planted in the medicine field. He intuitively became more familiar with them. Not only their growth characteristics, but also their efficacy, side effects, and who can use them. , and who can’t use it are all firmly imprinted in my mind.
He found that he seemed to be developing in the direction of the humanoid "Compendium of Materia Medica".
In addition to these, the other place that has changed is the "pharmacy shop". It can provide several more herbs and more prescriptions, but the price is still scary, which makes Wang Yao stop.
What pleased him most was that the amount of ancient spring water increased from one barrel a day to three barrels a day.
"That's great!"
When Wang Yaozheng was unable to water this large expanded medicinal field smoothly, this reward came. It was a typical sleepy pillow delivery. This system is not always so cheating!
Nearly a thousand miles away in Jeju, in a villa, there are two middle-aged men, one looks quite masculine, and the other is more elegant.
"Yuan Tu, are you telling the truth?"
"We have known each other for so many years, how have I ever lied to you?" The person who spoke was Tian Yuantu.
"Then please help me ask."
"Well, I was taken care of by my aunt when I was studying. Naturally, I will do my best on this matter."
"If there are no accidents, my transfer should be finalized soon, and it will most likely be there!" said the elegant man.
"Oh, that's not so bad."
"Um."
…
The sky outside the house was a little gloomy, a gust of wind blew by, and scattered snowflakes actually fell.
Wang Yao held a copy of the "Nanhua Sutra" and brewed a book of black tea on the table, reciting it silently and appreciating the distant spiritual conception of the ancient sages.
Ding, buzz, buzz, the cell phone on the table suddenly rang.
Wang Yao put down the book and picked it up. The phone number displayed was Yang Ming, a former classmate of Yang Ming whom he had met several times in Lianshan County.
"Hey, Yang Ming."
"Old classmate, what are you busy with?" Yang Ming's laughter came from the other end of the phone.
"What happened at home?"
"It's like this. It's almost the end of the year, and many classmates are back. I've made an appointment for everyone to get together. Can you come too?"
classmate reunion
"Have I been busy lately? I'm afraid..."
Wang Yao thought for a moment and then said, since they went to college, their junior high school and high school classmates have come back to get together almost every year. It was good at the beginning, sitting together to chat, keep in touch with each other, and talk about future plans. , the relationship between them is still a pure classmate friendship. But gradually, the atmosphere of this class reunion changed, and it became a place for some people to show off, and a place for some classmates to build relationships and do business. From then on, Wang Yao was vaguely repelled by this kind of gathering.