The preparation of the pharmaceutical factory went well. The medicinal material base belonging to the Lin family in the mountain depression has been sorted out and planted in a month.
Some are transplanted, others are sowed. Angelica tuckahoe are common medicinal materials, and young ginseng, which takes several years to be used as medicine, is also planted in shallow forests on hillsides. There are small roads in the mountains and forests, Lin Luoran means that even if it costs more, it is better than destroying the green water and green mountains, so he plans to rely on manpower to memorize the medicinal materials in the future, and does not build cement roads. The Zeng family was the leader in building the house, and they sent several engineering teams, and soon built many wooden huts around the base - medicinal materials like ginseng under the forest are very valuable, and the entire base must have its own security personnel. These have to be built slowly, and for now, experienced old hunters are hired to guard them temporarily. The small wooden houses are dotted on the mountainside. From the top, the flattened cols have a wide view. As long as there are no blind spots, there are several huts in each col. It is also enough to watch and help each other.
After repairing the wooden house, the engineering team began to repair the staff dormitory. Lin Luoran only had one request, the place where people lived could not meet the construction deadline, and the foundation had to be laid firmly.
It is difficult to bring cement in. Lin Luoran thought about it, and decided to use a small wooden building with three floors. Each room has its own bathroom, which is the size of a standard hotel room. In the future, it will be used as a single bunk bed in a dormitory. bed. In fact, five hundred acres of land does not require many people. The initial employees are mountain people nearby. I heard that food and housing are included, and they are close to home. They are just growing medicinal materials. Is it more difficult than farming at home? So many people rushed to get in.
Compared with planting crops step by step, medicinal materials actually need more careful service. At least when sowing seeds, Lin Luoran has seen every kind of different medicinal materials of the little green fox, and it waters them differently. With its talent, this little fox is very handy. But Lin Luoran didn't bring it out of the underground world to make it a coolie. The five hundred acres of land had to be watered by the little green fox, and it would die of exhaustion.
Professionals are needed!
Professor Qi introduced her to some old friends from the Agricultural University. They have both theory and practice in planting. Lin Luoran really wanted to keep these old professors, but he knew that he didn't have that much face, so he had to retreat Secondly, ask them to recommend some good students—Shanzhong Depression, Lin Luoran's salary is generous, they are all just out of school, just when they need to find a place to practice, there are always some people who are willing to stay.
Especially when Lin Luoran gave them some exceptionally good quality seeds, these young people suddenly felt that the decision to stay was simply too correct!
Seeing Lie Xinxi, seeing Lie Xinxi, why are these Poria cocos seeds so big? Goji berries are also plump and rosy, so they must be planted, and observation records must be made!
Lin Luoran saw several people happily leaving with several bags of seeds in their hands, and she was also very happy to send out these waste materials. Seeing that the area of the space had expanded a lot, she did not discard the first Chinese medicinal materials planted in it. They are no more than spiritual grasses and elixir, and the harvest period is extremely short. Lin Luoran collected many seeds that had evolved for an unknown number of generations. It is enough for them to study for a long time if a small part is handed over to these top students of the Agricultural University.
Well, do you want to turn the base into optimized medicinal materials
Forget it, it's better not to shock the world too much, it's best to mix it with seeds.
Even though he thought so, Lin Luoran mixed some space spring water into the newly dug well at the base, hoping that the base would yield results soon.
"Yuan Ye, look at this mountain, and I will hand it over to you in the future." The two stood on the mountainside, overlooking the mountain people who were busy farming, watering, or tidying the grass. Lin Luoran drew a circle casually , indicating that it belongs to the range of the base.
Yes, Cao Liyang handled this matter very reliably. Compared with Lin Luoran who only wanted to rent down the slope at first, Cao Liyang's sugar-coated cannonball bathing wine bureau was a few mountains when he handed over the contract to Lin Luoran.
Lin Luoran didn't expect that one day she would own several mountains, even though the contract stated that it was just a few decades... She looked down at the col and laughed. After decades, who knows who she will hand over the base to? , anyway, she won't manage it.
Yuan Ye pinched his thigh. He originally thought that Lin Luoran accepted him as a disciple to make him a coolie. It was indeed a coolie, but he didn't expect it to be a kind of medicinal material!
Yuan also likes all kinds of herbal plants and mountains and rivers very much, otherwise he would not have traveled all over the mountains and forests, found dense flowers, and found bamboos with aura in the dense forests of the Bamboo Sea in the south of Sichuan. This of course requires luck, so why not use your heart
After getting along for more than a month, Yuan Ye's personality gradually revealed. Lin Luoran found that this young man was very focused on his work, possessed a meticulous thinking, and excellent planning ability-she often felt that if he didn't cultivate himself, he would go to science. Even more successful.
However, what gave Lin Luoran a headache was that when the child saw Li Xi'er, he turned back into a troublesome troublemaker who liked to pick things up, and he really felt uncomfortable if he didn't bully Li Xi'er.
Such a naive behavior made Lin Luoran dumbfounded. Is every genius mentally handicapped in one aspect
Cough, is that really the case
Do you want to remind Yuan to change his strategy? Lin Luoran's kindness was only for a few seconds, forget it, she really chased Li Xi'er away, who would be willing to help her manage the base, poor Yuan Ye, needs to be honed, well, that's it.
Little Qinghu was reluctant to go back for a while, Lin Luoran simply asked Yuan Ye who stayed in the mountains to take care of him, and went back to the city first.
Stepping on the thick layer of fallen leaves, walking along the mountain road, and turning over a mountain, you can see the corner of Qingcheng Temple hidden in the dense forest.
Is the madman still busy
She thought about it, but didn't go around, and planned to see them.
The crazy Taoist was holding a kind of ore powder and was calcining it. When he saw Lin Luoran, with a slight movement of his fingers, the ore with flames disappeared.
Lin Luoran was curious and envious, and the mad Taoist smiled and said, "This is called Pill Fire, which can be used to make alchemy and medicine. If it's a tool, it's too reluctant. When you form a pill, there will be some."
Dan fire? Lin Luoran nodded secretly.
Liu Zheng came out with a black ore in his hands, and seeing Lin Luoran, he couldn't help being overjoyed: "You're here."
"Well, what did you get?"
"This one, the black ghost stone, is used to fertilize the soul tree. Is the base all right?"
The two chatted casually, Liu Zheng felt that the throbbing that made the heart beat four years ago was slowly returning, but the beauty seemed to be very dull, and he didn't know what to do. But Liu Zheng was not in a hurry, self-confidence is one thing, and the Lin family built a medicinal herb base near Qingcheng Temple, so there will be more when we meet in the future.
"The place where you grow the medicinal materials is very good. The master said that it is the geomantic omen of the ground diarrhea. The ore vein below the Qingcheng Temple, the wood aura that spewed out all flowed to that place."
Lin Luoran suddenly realized, no wonder the little green fox turned around the entire Qingcheng mountain range, and seemed to choose there, and there are other reasons? With the nourishment of wood aura, it is difficult for medicinal materials to grow well, right? It's a pity that weeds that grew wildly in the cols were cheap.
In such an evening when the sun is pouring down, in the ancient view of Qingcheng, the silhouettes of two young people talking under the tall ancient tree are extremely beautiful, which always makes people feel the beauty of the long time and the tranquility of the years.
The scenery in the mountains is unique, the mad Taoist stroked his greasy beard, his Taoist robe was blown up by the night wind, and he slowly exited the courtyard.
What a pig-like apprentice, anyone can have a crush on him? Tsk tsk, you have to suffer!
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Also in the mountains, because of autumn, the famous red leaves of Xiangshan have begun to change color, and more and more tourists are watching the scenery.
Going up from the back mountain, the well-maintained Xiangshan villa is as new as before, but the third young master of the Mu family sleeps like a dead pig in the bungalow in such a clear and refreshing weather, which is supposed to be a good time for mountain climbing.
Most of the girls who wore maid outfits back then married as wives and became the mothers of their children. Because there were no new recruits, the villa seemed empty. The Mu family's children are very promising. They share their own responsibilities in every corner of the world. Those who love to stay in the villa all day are left with Mu Sanshao who has set an example for several years.
The door of the bedroom was pushed open, Mr. Mu looked livid and looked at Third Young Master Mu who was sleeping like a pig, and waved his hand.
Two men who looked like housekeepers set up the dead pig, and Mu Tiannan opened his eyes in a daze, "Old man, you are here... It's only time, let me sleep a little longer!"
The weather is not hot, the housekeeper is sweating profusely, he is really anxious, the third young master has no distinction between day and night, now the sky is dark, it is almost six o'clock in the evening, and he is still sleeping.
"Drag it out and let him wake up!"
"yes!"
The housekeepers didn't bother to wipe off their sweat, and dragged the collapsed Mu Tiannan. Soon there was a sound of splashing water in the garden, and then there was a scream!
When Mu Tiannan was picked up from the musical fountain, his sleepiness had already gone to the horizon. The way the old man wakes people up is always so special and unforgettable for the rest of his life.
"Unfilial son! Isn't it just that you can't practice? You look like your parents are dead all day long. Are you satisfied if you die with the old man?" With a beard, he felt the spiritual power in his body running wildly, and he could easily go crazy.
Mu Tiannan was listless, "Everyone can practice, but I can't. It's meaningless."
Old Mu almost died of anger, everyone can practice, Daoji is not a Chinese cabbage, what did this brat say.
He thought for a while, picked up the file bag in the housekeeper's hand, threw it on Mu Tiannan, turned around and left.
Mu Tiannan was confused, "Hey, old man, what is this?"
"Lin's pharmaceutical factory, our Mu family also owns shares, you can decide whether you want to go to Shuzhong or not!" Painful grandson, the old man actually softened his heart, and added another sentence: "In the first thirty years, you also had no Dao foundation, and you didn't know how to practice. Didn't you live a wonderful life?"
When it comes to young people, don't use old ideas to set them up. They are unilaterally worried. What if the so-called "fairy is different" is not a big deal in the eyes of others
Although Mu Lao knew that this might be very low, he also hoped that Mu Tiannan would either succeed or completely give up.
Mu Tiannan was drenched all over, sat on the ground and suddenly laughed. He grabbed the file bag with all his strength, shook off the water droplets on his hands, and squatted in the yard to look.
Not a cultivator, he is still that Mu Sanshao, not much worse than others—