Chapter 78: Tree Planting Plan

When they arrived at Lao Niuto's house, Yao Yan felt a little unreal. He thought he would at least negotiate with Mayor Qiao Lianta, but who knew that from beginning to end, they only said three words to Mayor Qiao Lianta.

In the morning, when they arrived at the house of Mayor Qiao Lianta, they happened to see Mayor Qiao Lianta hurried out of their home. Mayor Qiao Lianta lived in a big house where Yao Yan had come to send Modong Machinery, but although this house was large, it did not have the temperament of the mayor.

Mayor Qiao Lianta is a thin man who looks like a housekeeper than a mayor. He is about fifties, his gray hair is neatly combed, and his beard is very short and neatly repaired. He is paired with a black dress, white shirt and black bow tie, which makes Yao Yan so hot for him.

"Year-time, Mu Xin." Seeing Red bring Yao Yan over, he waved to Red.

"Karn." Dad Red also waved to him: "You are in a hurry, where are you going?"

"Is there anything to ask me?" Mayor Qiao Lianta did not answer Dad Red's question, but asked back.

"That's right, this is my child Yao Yan. He has now become a druid and wants to find a place to plant some trees in the south of the town..."

"No problem, planting trees is a good thing. You can just find a place, as long as you don't have any disputes with others." Mayor Qiao Lianta jumped on a magic car parked outside the door and waved to Dad Red: "Goodbye, Mu Xin, I'm glad to see you, the little guy from the Red family."

Then, the magic car left, with only a can of smoke rising from behind.

"He was in a hurry, what are you doing..." Yao Yan was a little speechless. The mayor was really strange.

"Kan is usually very busy, and he is managing the business of the Jolianta family." The father smiled, "I guess there is something wrong with the business. Now there are groups of adventurers in Nam town, and there are probably many things waiting for him to deal with."

"Dad, are you very familiar with him?" Yao Yan found that his father and Mayor Qiao Lianta called each other's names, which is something that only familiar people would do.

"We have been old friends for decades." Dad nodded, showing a look of remembrance, "Okay, let's go, things are done."

In the past few days, residents in the south of Nam Town often hear strange songs vaguely from afar, just like someone is driving a cow to plow the ground, singing the sowing song with the cows.

As the song slowly drifted, the desolate land in Zhennan turned green at a speed visible to the naked eye, and some small saplings grew like they had taken stimulants.

"Moo...moo...moo...moo...moo...moo...moo...moo...moo...moo...moo,moo~" The calf's head sang a long and strange song while walking among the saplings.

He was carrying a huge metal bucket on his back. The metal bucket was round and rolling enough to hold an adult. Below the bucket, there was a thin tube, which was grabbed by the calf's head and sprayed out a slender column of water.

Following the steps of the calf's head, the water sprinkled evenly, wetting the ground near some of the newly rooted saplings.

Next to his huge hooves, a little tree man with tender leaves on his head was holding a wooden stick in his hand, knocking and beating around. It was strange that those little saplings that were a little wilted were knocked up by him a few times and immediately became energetic, shaking their tender branches and leaves, stretching their bodies, and facing the scorching sun in the sky.

Looking up at the sun above my head, the calf head reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then lowered his head and continued to water the saplings.

Each of these saplings is hard-won. My father took Solin to Baishi City and bought them. Some time ago, my father took Solin to Baishi City with him in a magic bullet train, sold a small part of Li Yuanjing, and then pulled several trucks of saplings back.

With the extraordinary enthusiasm of the calves, these saplings were all planted in just a few days, but they had planted more than ten acres of ground in total, which was still much worse than the calves and Yao Yan's idea.

However, Yao Yan also has his own way.

The little tree man at the foot of the calf's head shook the green leaves on his head, as if he had shaking a sand hammer, responding to the rhythm of the calves' head's cultivation song. Suddenly, the wooden stick in his hand was paused, turned his head, and shouted: "I'll fight! Ah, fight and fight!"

"Bang!" A big head that had just reached out from the ground was hit by the stick, and then quickly came out from more than ten meters away from the little tree man.

"Don't run! I'll fight! Oh, fight and fight!" The little tree man rushed up with a stick. The terrifying mouthpiece with four mouths opened with his big head, and made a sharp, threatening scream. Then he crawled into the ground and disappeared. The soil on the ground was rolled up, as if it had been plowed, and a ditch went far away.

"Miaomiao, don't always bully Hua Teng." The little calf shook his head helplessly and sang his own sowing song again, "Moo, moo, moo..."

"Ah..." A big yawn came, and the little calf head looked up. At the end of the woodland, there was a commotion coming from the huge oak tree in the old cow head. With the sound of leaves, Yao Yan crawled out of the tree house on the oak tree with a leaf.

The little calf head smiled. He and Yao Yan made the tree house together. The old cow head scolded for a while. But inside the leaves, it was extremely cool, and it was always a nap place for two people.

Yao Yan, who was obviously full of sleeping in the nap, waved his hand from afar, greeted the calf head, and then jumped up and down, breaking seventy or eighty branches. He took out the magic bow, hung the green resurrection string, bent the bow, and put the branches on the bow string as arrows. The next second, seventy or eighty branches were shot out in a swarm.

The branches containing green light fell accurately into the ridges that were turned out from the flower vines, and the rich and indelible green spread out from the ground. The branches stretched out their branches and leaves and grew at an astonishing speed, and soon became piles of small oak trees.

Far from afar, Hua Teng and Miaomiao chased and fled, ran back, and plowed a deep ditch on the ground.

Yao Yan tapped his bow and arrow again, and then another rain of saplings fell.

"Ah..." A few hundred branches were shot out in one breath. Yao Yan stood on the tree house, yawned again, then jumped out of the tree, and shouted: "Kain, look forward to those two little guys, I'll go to the guild."

"Well..." Kane grabbed his big head and nodded, "Be careful on the way."

Seeing Yao Yan jumping off the tree house lightly and disappearing into the courtyard wall, the little calf started singing the strange song again. While singing, he thought, Yao Yan was amazing, and he could actually think of this way to plant trees.
Chapter completed!