Bian Rui was about to let Fu Qingxu enter his office to discuss, but he didn't expect that Master Ma drove into the yard in a small car.

"boss!"

"Come here, Mo Sheng hasn't come yet. Why don't you call him?" Bian Rui said.

Master Ma said, "I called him on the way here. He was coming here. He was coming soon. I happened to wash the car."

After hearing this, Bian Rui waved his hand and signaled Master Ma to go there.

Fu Qingxu said: "I won't go in. Anyway, the matter has been done. I'm going back to the village and waiting for the sun to go back, which is sweating again."

Zhou Zheng smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, you have to exercise more and sweat."

"You think we are like you, I swim twice a day in the morning and evening! I am very good at it, but your body is not as good as me," Mr. Fu Qingxu smiled.

"If I were not as good as you, that wouldn't be over," Zhou Zheng said with a smile.

Bian Rui said: "Okay, don't compare it. What's the point? Since you are not happy to enter the office, let's go back to your own house now."

"I haven't eaten breakfast yet?" Zhou Zheng said in surprise.

Bian Rui said: "You don't eat breakfast, so go back to eat. What are you calling me? Where is my breakfast?"

Zhou Zheng said: "You have to do it! I ran over from all the way just to eat the canteen?"

"If you want to have breakfast, come with me to my house." Bian Rui had no choice. What can you say when he encountered such a slut? He obviously wanted to see the mouse catcher at night. Now after watching the mouse catcher, he still had to rely on his breakfast. Where do you think he can reason about it?

"That's OK!" Zhou Zheng smiled and raised his foot and walked out.

Mr. Fu also walked towards the door together and arrived at the parking shed beside the door. Bian Rui then realized that the three of them were motorcycles, Zhou Zheng's largest, and three-wheeled ones. Bian Rui's center, Mr. Fu's smallest ones, and three-wheeled ones were just wearing a seat bucket.

The old man's car is a motorcycle called Xiao Monkey. It has a very small displacement and is very small. At first glance, it looks a bit like a child's car, but it is a genuine adult car and can be registered. Now there is an equally bright yellow bucket next to the bright yellow car, and there is a Mickey Mouse pattern on the truck.

What a good guy, this small sidecar, suddenly snatched all the Bian Rui's cruiser and Zhou Zheng's motorcycle.

"Old Master Fu is OK, it's very trendy!" Zhou Zheng said.

Who knew that Mr. Fu had a very disdainful face: "Who said that you would be a crowd like you, so we can't be the last time at this age?"

As he said that, the old man took out his helmet from the car's sidewall. As soon as the helmet came out, he immediately shocked Bian Rui and Zhou Zheng, because the old man's helmet looked a bit like an electric rice cooker, and there was a rice shovel on the left, which was more unique than his motorcycle.

"You can, now it's already home trendy, you can go to the city center to pick up girls," said Bian Rui.

Fu Qingxu said: "You are a person who is engaged in art, why is it so low-level? Well, I won't tell you two of you who are unsavvy. I'm leaving here."

As he said that, the old man stepped onto the motorcycle, and after he tied his helmet, he left in Zhou Zheng and Bian Rui's sight.

"Hey, I'm asking if we're really too rustic, why don't I print patterns on my motorcycle?" Zhou Zheng said.

"Get out of here, Mr. Fu is always pretty, so you can learn too, it's not embarrassing enough. Let's go, why do you want to have breakfast?" After Bian Rui said that, after getting on the motorcycle and getting on the fire, he put on his helmet and hung up the gear and drove towards the gate.

The old man who opened the door looked at Zhou Zheng and smiled, as if there was something happy.

"What are you laughing at? I'm also the second boss!" Zhou Zheng said.

"I know, the second boss walks slowly."

The old man was not afraid of Zhou Zheng, and in fact he was not afraid of Bian Rui. He knew that both of them were kind and they worked hard on their own, so they were a little bit too big or too small.

The two of them went down the slope along the mountain road and arrived on the road. They ran almost a mile and saw an old man from Artists Village driving towards him in a similar monkey sidecar.

"Old man, your car is the standard in the village, right?" Zhou Zheng stopped the car and asked loudly.

The old man parked the car on the road and rode it on the car and said to Zhou Zheng: "There are a lot of people riding. This thing is fun and practical. Why are you two going in this direction early in the morning?"

The old man put some fresh vegetables in his seat bucket, and more of them were meat. What Bian Rui saw was a steak, which seemed to be preparing to cook by himself.

"I'll go to Bianrui's house for breakfast. You bought so many dishes and came to the house?" Zhou Zheng said.

The old man replied: "It's not someone from home, but a group of old guys came to my house to chat today. I'll prepare more, and everyone can get some wine to smack their lips."

"Can I go there that night? Give me a glorious eye and listen to everyone's performances," said Zhou Zheng.

"Come on, I just want to be more lively." The old man said and asked Bian Rui: "Bian Rui, where are you? Will you come tonight?"

"If you don't come, there will be no good thing to come back from you. Last time I was arrested by the police, and I was locked up for a night," said Bian Rui.

The old man laughed: "Make you insincere, by the way, have those people left?"

"Let's go, there's a construction team there," said Bian Rui.

The old man said: "Those construction teams cannot stay here, it will destroy our environment! Also, there are too many idle people here, and I don't know when these people will be able to leave."

"It's almost the longest until next autumn. Several research centers there have been almost completed, and the remaining protection centers have also started construction..." Bian Rui said.

Bian Rui knew about this. The happiest thing about this was the people of the Agricultural University and Lin University in the provincial capital. Not to mention Zhu Yongjun and Gaominglou, more than a dozen professors rushed here, either studying animals or plants. They used to look for topics everywhere, but now the topic is in front of them, and they can't finish researching until they leave the body. Do you think they are happy?

The most unhappy thing is the villagers nearby. Although they do not seek arable land, so many people, students and construction workers, disrupted their original life at once.

The best thing is that it is far away from Bianjia Village.

"Hey, it would be so good if it weren't for these things, it would be so quiet here," said the old man.

After living here for a while, all these old men didn't like it. For them, the art village was really great. They were just talking and laughing, and there were no white men. All the neighbors were everyone, and each one was able to take action. Their own level was similar, so it was easy to communicate.

The most important thing is that the environment here is good and there is no difficulty in life. The tap water is filtered by the mountain spring. You can drink it once you unscrew the faucet. The electricity at home is mainly solar energy, and the garbage generated is also degradable, mainly manure. Everyone also fermented manure and opened the ground together to plant some side dishes and flowers.

It’s fun to live in a big city, even if you set up a villa, there are traffic everywhere. Where can I feel comfortable here?

Bian Rui smiled and said nothing. He didn't know about this group of old men. These people are not worried about food and clothing, and they are not very pursuing fame and fortune. They are all master-level figures. It's different to say how much money is. They must be short of food and drink and don't have to worry about buying a house for their children. Now they are getting together together, and there is a way to play. Needless to say, looking at this small sideboard that hits the dazzling eyes, you will know how happy these people are.

"Okay, old man, go back quickly, otherwise the vegetables you bought will be broken."

"Oh, I won't chat anymore. When the sun comes out, it's like a steamer. I'll leave. If you have time to come tonight, the master said, turning on the fire and leaving.

"Hey, these old men live a prosperous life." Zhou Zheng looked at the old men's back.

So the two brothers continued to walk towards the village. After passing the three-way intersection, Bian Rui found that the stall that sold vegetables in the morning had already been collected. Bian Rui was about to leave, but found that his aunt was also closing the stall here, so he immediately went over to talk to his aunt.

"Aunt, why did you get this dish here to sell it? Brother Seventeen won't accept it?"

"No, no, this is planted at the back of the house. People outside don't eat these things, so I took them over and sold them, not for much money. I just want to do something, and the work of suppressing silk will start at 8 o'clock..." My aunt said while cleaning up.

I looked down at Bian Rui and immediately understood that my aunt's small sack was really local specialty dishes. People outside were not used to eating this thing, and they felt that the taste was a bit slight. The sign in my hand said one dollar. My aunt really passed the time.

Zhou Zheng stretched his head and walked over and asked curiously: "What are these?"

"Wild flower roots, you can't get used to it, it's a bit like that, forget it, it's hard to describe it," said Bian Rui.

"Is it delicious?" Zhou Zheng ignored Bian Rui at all.

"We think it's delicious here, but there's nothing that people outside don't vomit for the first time eating it," the aunt said with a smile.

Zhou Zheng said: "Then forget it!"

"Okay, Xiao Shijiu, you can go by yourself. Just ride a bike here." My aunt put her own food on the electric tricycle.

Bian Rui didn't have to help him when he saw that he didn't have to help him, so he continued to ride home with Zhou Zheng.

When we arrived at Banpo courtyard, we happened to see Mo Sheng driving onto the main road.

"Why did you set out? Master Ma has been waiting for you for a long time," said Bian Rui.

Mo Sheng said, "What's the hurry? You have to do it in the afternoon when you go in the morning. By the way, Master, where is the official seal on your side?"

Bian Rui said: "Mingzhu's small company's seal is in the drawer on my left hand. Remember to take it and don't lose it. It's a problem to lose this thing."

"I understand!" Mo Sheng smiled at Zhou Zheng after saying that.

"Hey, I just remembered something. How many days will I spend with this kid?" Zhou Zheng said.

"What's up?"

"Aren't I making a movie? Let this kid play a role," said Zhou Zheng: "The producers are so crowded. I can't have any benefits here, right?"

Bian Rui was speechless. He was a job placing people. You are a boss. Where did you get the guy?

"Okay, ask this guy?"
Chapter completed!