Chapter 544: The Boy Scouts Going Up the Mountain

The fat man also picked up the shovel: "Brother Genfa, your arm is inconvenient, let me do it." Then he squeezed Rong Genfa aside without saying anything.

Then, the fat man took his place, and the big shovel was filled with wind and the speed was very fast: "Hehe, I'm the most suitable job."

Huang Jinrong was also scared to take a few steps back, afraid that he would be pulled up by his shovel. However, the fat man said it was indeed good. He dug a hole by himself, which was faster than the two of them just now.

So Huang Jinrong followed the shovel to observe the soil layer. Suddenly, his eyes were lost and tears flowed. Rong Genfa hurriedly stepped forward to help him roll his eyelids. After blew for a long time, Huang Jinrong blinked his eyes before he dared to open it.

Half an hour later, the fat man had dug a big hole, which was about four meters deep, but he still didn't see gold.

The fat man couldn't help but feel a little discouraged: "I guess it's so bad?"

"It's time to reach the sand layer now, it should be soon." Huang Jinrong was a little nervous, but he could still stabilize his spirit.

With one go, he dug more than a meter down. The fat man's pit was really ugly, whether it was round or not, or square, or square, or round. Anyway, it was just to verify that it was not a real gold dig, and Huang Jinrong didn't care about it.

However, the gold mine has not appeared for a long time, and Huang Jinrong was finally a little panicked and asked the fat man to spread the situation around him again, but it still didn't.

Huang Jinrong also jumped into the pit, not seeing that he looked like an old man. He lay on the soil for a long time and kept muttering strangely.

The fat man was very happy. Just when the old man was confused just now, he had successfully completed the transplantation of flowers and wood. Even if he digs a well, he will definitely not be able to dig out gold.

"Old, I'm not good at seeing things-" Huang Jinrong sighed, and his whole body seemed to be much older. This place was the place he most favored. It seems that this skill has not been used for decades and is a little rusty.

"Don't get angry, there is no real gold. Don't we still have soft gold?" The fat man felt no guilt in his heart. Although he deceived the old man, or from some aspects, cutting off Huang Jinrong's idea would be beneficial to the old man.

Think about it, if you know that there is gold underground but you can't do it, that feeling will probably torture people to death. After all, there are only a few people who are heartless like fat people.

When the fat man talked about soft gold, Huang Jinrong's spirit was revived: "Yes, we won't do such illegal activities in the future. Raise sables and make money with dignity."

After saying that, the old man climbed out of the big pit and walked back with great strides. Seeing his father's confidence, Rong Genfa didn't feel any regrets.

"Wait!" The fat man shouted, then crawled out, swung his shovel back into the soil: "Hehe, you can't destroy your own territory."

When he returned to the Tencent Factory, several people cleaned their shoes and pants. The owner of the car was a little gloating: "I've said it a long time ago, Nanwazi has no gold, you don't believe it."

When he got up early, Huang Jinrong didn't greet him. The wealth was touching. Of course, the fewer people knew, the better.

When there was no one, the owner of the car asked the fat man quietly, "Have you dug it up?"

The fat man shook his head: "I've almost dug a well, but I still haven't watched it. Forget it, gold is not that easy to find, otherwise I'd have become rich long ago."

After lunch, the fat man and the others were about to return. Before leaving, the fat man had already collected two small sables, one male and one female, from two litters.

Because the fat man was doing something without anyone noticing, he still didn't know the sable who lost his baby.

Put them in a dirt basket, cover them with sacks, and hand them over to Huang Jinrong: "If you have been raised from a young age, you can still get some kisses with others. After you go back, the shed must be large and give them enough space for movement, which is a bit difficult to eat, and this thing is not a vegetarian."

Huang Jinrong saw two little guys with big eyes inside through the cracks in the basket, and his fur was shining brightly, but it was already eye-catching enough.

"No wonder this thing is four or five hundred and one, it's really likeable." Huang Jinrong smacked his lips while praising him.

As for the current price, two sables are worth 800 yuan. The price is so high that they are called Huang Jinrong, and they are a little worried: What if they are raised to death?

"It's okay, just take it as raising two little cats. When I had only one sable, I didn't even know that she had a cub. I stayed in the warehouse all day long." The fat man saw the way and began to comfort Huang Jinrong.

Huang Jinrong straightened his chest and secretly warned himself: I didn’t shake the gold in his hand at the beginning, so what’s there to be afraid of!

Back at Kaoshantun, the two of them said goodbye and went home. When the fat man saw that he couldn't keep it, he could only shout: "Don't forget to come here at this time of next year--"

Seeing Huang Jinrong's figure disappear, the owner of the car said to the fat man: "What do these two people mean? Did they come for Nanwazi's Jin?"

"Anyway, even Ghost Eye Huang Jinrong is sure that Nanwazi has no gold." The fat man glanced at the boss of Che meaningfully. The latter nodded vigorously: "Then we will feel much more at ease."

In the evening, the army of wild vegetables was also back. After mid-May, the annual wild vegetables harvesting work began, and it was ripped until July.

Seeing the sacks, carrying poles, and carrying baskets, all filled with wild vegetables, and smilingly heading to the wild vegetable factory, the fat man felt very fulfilled: Hehe, just think that the Japanese paid us the contract fee.

Thinking of this, I feel very comfortable. The net income of the wild vegetable factory is nearly 100,000 yuan a year, so the fat man has this saying.

In the crowd, Shi Zhongyu was found, and the fat man quickly stopped him: "Little Shitou, you don't have to do this job. Just build a bonsai, don't do your job!"

Xiaoshitou showed a mouthful of white teeth: "It's okay, I don't have to serve my writing stuff every day."

"Fatty, don't talk about others first, just count you're not doing your job. I've found a good place to go up the mountain today. When will you plant medicinal materials?" Lao Yaozi also carried a large medicine basket, but his house was filled with not wild vegetables, but herbs.

"I'll go tomorrow, but I'm not doing my job properly. I have to worry about everything from home and outside. Look, I've been busy and I've gained a lot of weight." The fat man didn't know what blushed meant at all.

When he got home, he didn't dare to tell Qiqi about sending Xiao Zisie. After dinner, Burigoud wanted to follow the fat man to the deer farm, but he stopped him: "Little Eagle, you can live at home today."

Then the fat man took his big braid and threw the young old man at home and flew to Luchang for two days.

After having dinner early the next day, the fat man followed the army up the mountain and passed a forest. Lao Yaozi stopped: "Fat man, this forest is close to the village, and the clearings in the forest are also suitable. How about we go to this area of ​​schizophrenia and Schisandra?"

"Zhong." The fat man is responsible for his work, so of course he will not have any objections.

"We will try to imitate the wild environment and let them grow naturally without too much density, otherwise the nutrition will not be available in two years. This thing should not be too strong, otherwise the quality and efficacy will be much worse." Lao Yaozi talked to the fat man.

The fat man basically understood it, and he had a plan in his mind: the reason why he took on this task was that he could take care of it, and the other was that he could move the medicinal materials in other forests directly, so he could see benefits in the past year.

Then, the two began to act separately, and Lao Yaozi went to other forests to find suitable planting places; the fat man changed his mind in the forest, one end in the east and the other end in the west, without direction or purpose, and it was no different from walking.

Only he knew how many thorn seedlings were harvested today and how many Schisandra seedlings were produced tomorrow.

The fat man was like a wandering soul, wandering around the forest for half a month, and basically achieved the first phase goal, and got tens of millions of seedlings in total.

When it comes to seedlings, fat people are also very particular. They don’t take all of them into their pockets. They basically keep more than half and take less than half, and continue to follow the path of sustainable development.

Then I chose a Sunday, and the fat man led the boy scouts up the mountain. Each of them held a small shovel and headed into the forest like a child group member who buried landmines.

"One, two, one!" Erfeizi and his team also rushed back from the commune and joined this glorious tree planting activity. The team was in a vast army, with forty or fifty people. At the end, Ye Zi was carrying a small shovel on her shoulder. When she walked, she swayed the bow on her braid, and she was really like a butterfly.

Benbendududu, Xiaohei Chouchou, and two golden leopards are also in the team. They mainly act as security guards. In fact, they are just gangsters, with Fatty and Qiqi around, and the security guards are decorations.

What excited the kids the most was that Uncle Fat said there was a mysterious lunch. Who is the guy who is the fat guy? They know the best, so they all look forward to it.

When I entered the No. 1 medicine garden, I saw piles of seedlings on the ground, all of which were full of seedlings. The little kids also knew that they had been transplanted from other places. They had grown for several years and had already blossomed and bear fruit. So I asked the fat man: "Uncle Fat, can you survive?"

"We are in charge of the work, hahaha--" The fat man laughed irresponsible, then waved his arm: "Work!"

Thinking of the survival rate when planting trees in the past, the survival rate was 100%. Of course, the little kids knew that the fat uncle was joking, so they were full of confidence, so they all threw their arms around and started working.

"The pit must be small, try to destroy the original surface as little as possible, the density should be moderate, a little thinner, and the last point, no one is allowed to play alone, and they are all concentrated on one piece. After planting this piece, they will get the next one!" The fat man shouted loudly, safety is the most important thing in the forest.

"Uncle Fatty, what are you doing?" Erfeizi saw that the fatty man was about to leave, and hurriedly asked.

"You guys do it well, I'll go fishing." The fat man said shamelessly.

The wild boys immediately exploded the camp: "We are working, you go fishing, we will strike!"

"What's the point of arguing? I'm going to arrange lunch for forty or fifty people. It's so easy!" The fat man's voice was bigger than theirs, and his reason was more sufficient. Soon, his figure disappeared into the woods.
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