The leisurely pastoral life of Xiao Shannong

Zhang Lao took care of the ginseng with both hands, and quickly ran into the living room.

The surprise on the face can hold a basket.

Grandma Zhang just rolled her eyes when she saw her wife's appearance, and did not reprimand her.

The two have been together for almost 60 years, she is familiar with him, and he understands her.

Zhang Lao sat down next to Zhang Zian, his voice was a little hurried because of running these few steps.

"Is this ginseng the batch I gave you?"

Yesterday, Hua Tiansheng called Mr. Zhang and told about Zhang Zian's 60-year-old ginseng. Mr. Zhang couldn't believe it.

I myself grow ginseng, even with the best nutrient solution, it is impossible to grow ginseng seedlings to 60 years so quickly.

That's why he called Zhang Zian today.

In the yard just now, he took a closer look at the ginseng. It was really 60 years old without any moisture.

Moreover, ginseng looks very good, and people believe that it is wild ginseng.

Zhang Zian nodded, acknowledging it generously.

"What method was used to cultivate it, tell me quickly."

This stimulated Mr. Zhang's thirst for knowledge.

Zhang Zian looked at the agitated Elder Zhang, but he didn't deliberately hide it, and told about the matter of the spiritual liquid.

Last time, Mr. Zhang had seen about Zhang Zian's Yannian Pill, and he also knew that Zhang Zian was a warrior, so when he heard Zhang Zian's talk about the spirit liquid, he naturally believed it very much.

Seeing that her wife still wanted to continue pestering her, Grandma Zhang interrupted: "Okay, Zi'an just arrived, and he didn't leave right away. He has time to ask. You should call quickly and ask Ling'er to come back too."

Grandma Zhang was easy to speak, so Mr. Zhang really stopped asking, got up and went to the side to make a phone call.

Grandma Zhang ordered her subordinates to cook some home-cooked dishes, while Zhang Zian checked Grandma Zhang's body again, and found nothing unusual.

Secretly used spiritual power to help moisten the body.

After a while, Zhang Ziling rushed back. At this time, the food was ready, and the two accompanied Grandma Zhang.

As an old man, he hopes that his grandson can always be by his side.

At the dinner table, Mr. Zhang couldn't help but asked Zhang Zian again, and Zhang Zian promised to bring some spiritual liquid next time.

Zhang Zian also had his own ideas. The two of them were getting older. Putting some spirit liquid while cooking could improve their health to a certain extent.

After eating, Zhang Zian didn't propose to leave until after four o'clock.

Grandma Zhang didn't stay too long, she just delivered it to the door and asked them to come often.

Zhang Zian drove in front, Zhang Ziling followed behind, and arrived at Zhang Ziling's antique street one after the other.

"How about your shop?"

Last time, little Taoist priest Yu Fu arranged a fortune-telling bureau for Zhang Ziling's store, and the effect was pretty good.

Zhang Ziling changed his previous attitude towards Yu Fu and became much more sincere.

"He's an expert. I don't know what to meet next time. I must open a branch and ask him to help set up a fortune-telling bureau."

Since Yu Fu set up the Lucky Recruitment Bureau, he has earned tens of thousands of dollars almost every day.

Especially two days ago, an old man bought a pair of bracelets from his store.

One hundred thousand.

That pair of bracelets was received by Zhang Ziling from the countryside.

Some of the goods in the store were imported from the foundry, and some were collected by Zhang Ziling from everywhere.

Entering the shop, Zhang Zian saw that the Zhensha Wulei Seal had been covered by Zhang Ziling with a glass cover.

As soon as the door opened, a middle-aged man came in, walked around and bought a snuff bottle worth [-].

It seemed that this Lucky Bureau really worked, Zhang Zian thought about when he would meet the little Taoist again, let him go to his orchard, and set up a Lucky Bureau.

...........

It can be said that the Jiang family is full of wind and rain.

The black cloud overwhelms the city and wants to destroy it.

Just after the funerals of Jiang Tao and Jiang You were finished, Mr. Jiang passed away again.

However, according to Mr. Jiang's will, the funeral was held in a low-key manner, and the position of Patriarch was inherited by Jiang Huimin.

Jiang family meeting hall.

"Sister Jiang, they bully people too much. A month ago, would they dare to bully us so blatantly?"

"That's right, Patriarch, we should fight back. We have really pinched our Jiang family as a soft persimmon."

"Sister Jiang, what are the Bao family and the Dai family? You order, I will bring a team to show them."

After the funeral of Jiang Tao and Jiangyou, the Bao family and the Dai family began to annex some properties of the Jiang family as if they had negotiated.

All legal means were used.

In the past two days, Jiang Huimin had been hit one after another, but she didn't pay much attention to it. She never thought that the two families were getting worse.

There are even some small families who are willing to be the pioneers of the two families and eat away at the Jiang family's property bit by bit.

Some small businesses that Jiang's family was the only leader in the past are also out of control.

Jiang Huimin sat in the main seat, rubbing the center of her brows.

The recent series of events really made her a little bit powerless.

After the funeral, Jiang Zuo also returned to Longhu Mountain. He didn't even come back for the funeral of Mr. Jiang.

Nuoda is a Jiang family, a mess, and all of them are handed over to her, a woman.

He hadn't closed his eyes for three days and three nights, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was pale, and his complexion was terrible.

"Sister Jiang, it's because of that Zhang Zian that our Jiang family has fallen to where it is today. Are we going to swallow this breath?"

Someone stood up and said dissatisfied.

"You can fight? Then go, if you can finish him, I will kneel down for you, and I will call you dad again."

Some people also said in a strange way.

Soon, the entire chamber was in chaos.

"enough."

Jiang Huimin sneered coldly, and then quieted down.

"Our most important thing is to find a way to stop the encroachment of those two families, not to let you mess around here."

At this time, Zou Mao, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly got up and looked around.

Zou Mao is Jiang Huimin's most confidant subordinate. He has been by Jiang Huimin's side for ten years. He is usually in charge of a series of work such as selecting the location of the Jiang family's martial arts gym, which can be said to be a high position.

Jiang Huimin frowned and looked at Zou Mao.

Zou Mao didn't panic at all. He usually looked at Jiang Huimin with eyes full of respect, but now, there was a hint of lust.

"Sister Jiang, I don't think you can better lead the Jiang family out of the predicament as the head of the family." Zou Mao stared at Jiang Huimin and said word by word.

It is not a big rebellion.

Jiang Huimin's face turned cold instantly.

"Zou Mao."

Many people also pointed at Zou Mao.

After eating the bear's heart and leopard's guts, he actually wanted to usurp the throne.

Although both Jiang Tao and Mr. Jiang have passed away, it will never be your turn to an outsider.

Jiang Zuo can practice in Longhu Mountain, believe it or not, he will kill you after he comes back.

Zou Mao listened to the accusations and abuse around him, he didn't panic at all, and even smiled.

Since he dared to usurp the throne, he was naturally not afraid of Jiang Zuo's revenge.

"Sister Jiang, that wimpy man of yours is unreliable. If I am in power, you will be my woman, so the Jiang family will still belong to you."

Zou Mao said shamelessly that he not only wants to occupy Jiang's family, but also Jiang Huimin.

Jiang Huimin's body trembled in anger, and she pointed at Zou Mao, her lips trembling, unable to utter a word.

"Zou Mao, you are despicable and shameless, you are courting death."

Finally someone couldn't bear it any longer, and punched Zou Mao with his fist.

Unexpectedly, Zou Mao turned around and easily dodged, then punched the man hard in the chest, and was thrown flying, spitting out blood.

The audience fell into dead silence.

Zou Mao was at the fourth rank of qi training before, but now the strength he has shown is at the eighth rank of qi training.

There is no one in the entire chamber who can compete with him.

No one was the first to accuse Zou Mao anymore, even if someone's face was full of anger, they could only hold it back.