One minute is 66 square meters, and one half is about 30 square meters, which is about the area of a living room. Zhou Qingfeng was originally confident that he could transport a large amount of goods from another world, but now he knows that his transportation capacity is very limited.
Zhou Qingfeng currently weighs about 85 kilograms, and can transport one-tenth of his own body weight through the gate of time and space to another world every day. The skeleton warrior only brought two shovels and a basket, and transported manure over like mud.
These dragon dung mixed with the mud and sand on the ground, paved the ground half way. Skeleton'farmers' casually pulled out some seedlings in the fields that were washed away by the flash floods, and inserted them in the dragon dung fields crookedly, including weeds.
Zhou Qingfeng can tell the onion and garlic even if it is Amitabha. He also hoped that the seedlings could fall to the ground and take roots like magic beans, and grow into a single piece in a blink of an eye. But these seedlings are not bad for him to toss to death.
When he ran to sleep for a while, he looked back..., something magical happened.
There are a few pepper seedlings next to the Dragon Manure Field, which had grown well, but they have already produced small green peppers. Just after roughly inserting it into the dragon dung field, he could only fall into the soil without pulling a few.
Looking back now, all the pepper seedlings have re-grown their roots, the stalks are thicker, and the seedlings are half a foot taller. A dozen green peppers the size of a little finger are also a lot bigger.
Hot peppers are growing well, as are other seedlings. The more seedlings, the faster they grow. For example, a few green onions had sprouts, but now they are more than a foot tall. The vine leaves of the sweet potato are creeping on the ground, and now a dozen horizontal buds suddenly emerge.
Other rice, peanuts, green onion and ginger are all uplifted. This growth rate frightened Zhou Qingfeng, who had never done farm work before.
"Yes! It's simply a black technology. If it grows like this, the crops can grow desperately throughout the year." Zhou Qingfeng felt that someday he should catch a group of dragons. Let them eat and sleep, sleep and eat, other than that is desperately shit.
Benefit the whole world.
Zhou Qingfeng was thinking wildly, wondering how to carry forward the dragon dung farming matter. Another person came from the road, shouting at him, "Aomine, are you at home?"
Looking back, it was the old village chief who wore a coat and left the village yesterday. He came over happily, and yelled after more than ten meters: "Oh, your kid is so promising. I only went back to the village this morning, and heard that you hit a big wild boar yesterday.
I saw old ginger just now and said that the pig sold for several hundred yuan. Your kid, who is silent, made such a large sum of money, it's really out of luck. "
Zhou Qingfeng is not familiar with the old village chief, but the tractor yesterday was also in contact with someone else, and he would have to greet him with a smile.
"I have money, what are you going to do?" the old village chief asked. He still has a coat over his shoulders, hunched over, and looks funny.
"I plan to..." Zhou Qingfeng wanted to say'I plan to farm.' Just thinking about selling a wild boar would be earth-shattering. If it grows exotic flowers and weeds, and raises rare birds and animals, how much is it
"I want to find a place to live first." Zhou Qingfeng also deliberately looked back at his dilapidated house, now he dare not go in casually. For fear of going in, the house would collapse, and he would confess it-it is impossible to read the files in the real world.
The old village chief would be wrong, and glanced at the broken house behind Zhou Qingfeng, then he looked at his open floor shop, and said affirmatively: "I want to build the house? Yes."
"No, it's not repairing the house." Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, "Is there anyone in the village where I can borrow? It's best to include three meals a day, and I can pay the rent and food."
Thinking that Zhou Qingfeng had money in his pocket, the young man would be willing to spend it, and the old village chief wanted to take this kid to his own home. It's just that his family has more than a dozen people, and the house is not enough to live in, there is really no place to plug an outsider.
"The second daughter-in-law is quite suitable. A few years ago, the boy was shot for stealing. Her daughter-in-law took a child and had a hard life. You can help. But if you live in the village, There must be some gossip."
"What gossip?"
"Hehehe..., the second daughter-in-law was married from outside the village. She was young and beautiful. That figure, that ass, came out and walked around, the idlers in the village were all booing, and the mothers of the family cursed her. But this kind of thing happens in every village. It's not surprising at all."
When the old village chief said this, his eyebrows were upturned and his beard flicked. The gossip appearance of good people is exposed. Zhou Qingfeng only paid attention to one point, "Does she cook deliciously?"
"Every family in the village is looking for her as a cook."
"Then this one. Gossip or something, hehe...!" Zhou Qingfeng sneered and raised his fist. He who has been dead for so many times, how does he care about this? "Who dares to talk Lao Tzu's gossip, ask me fist before talking."
Those in poor rural areas have always been fisted and justified.
The old village chief didn't care about Zhou Qingfeng's arrogance. He talked for a long time as if to get to the point, "I will help you to ask the second child's wife. She dare not refuse. I came here to ask you something, can I borrow some money for the village?"
Zhou Qingfeng now has more than 600 yuan in cash in his pocket, making him the richest man in the village. One family is worth ten others. After a few days when the news spreads, a matchmaker must come.
"How much do you want to borrow?" Zhou Qingfeng didn't ask the old village chief what to borrow money for
"Five hundred yuan."
"What good can I have?"
The old village chief was taken aback for a moment, and such a straightforward remark is rare. He suddenly said solemnly: "I don't know how many men in the village are greedy for the second child's wife, but there is no chance. I will push you directly to her house, and I will teach you the rest?"
Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, "I have more than 600 yuan. I am really willing to spend money. Whose daughter-in-law can stop it? If I want to pay, this benefit is not enough."
"Unless you don't want the village to pay back the money."
"The money lent to the village, can you still expect to come back?"
Hi..., what's the brains of this kid
The old village chief stared at Zhou Qingfeng in silence, and seemed to have another idea, "If you donate 500 yuan to the village, I might be able to give you a lot of benefit."
This matter seemed to be'set' in this way, Zhou Qingfeng continued to look silly in his own'dung dung field', but somehow he did not know how to expand this black technology silently. He thought about it indiscriminately,
After about an hour, a light footstep approached hesitantly, and only weakly shouted from a short distance: "Brother Zhou family, I heard that you want to rent a house?"
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhou Qingfeng turned his head. The young woman in her twenties stood happily, seemingly unwilling to come and had to come—the old village chief was right. This face, this figure, there is a stunner hidden in the poor place of the small mountain village.
"The village chief asked me to talk to you." The young woman looked at Zhou Qingfeng directly but did not speak, almost turning her head and avoiding it.
Zhou Qingfeng looked at the young woman and exclaimed a few words in his heart. But he didn't show the appearance of estrus, and instead asked indifferently: "You are..., I will call your sister-in-law. Let me ask you something first, do you know how to farm?"