After being exiled, the lucky cub who was dropped from the bag came back

Chapter 192

"This, this, this, can it really work? We can also plant it? No way, we are farmers, how can we do this?"

The village chief muttered a lot, feeling a little embarrassed, he didn't know a single word, how could he grow fungus well?

He looked at the fungus base in Lingbao, and it looked very detailed, but they are all a bunch of rough people.

But Lingbao said that this kind of plant can be sold for money. The village chief wanted to plant it but dared not, so he could only look at Lingbao with those old but simple eyes.

Lingbao said: "Of course I can grow it. I am also a farmer. Why don't I just grow it?"

The village chief said in disapproval: "How can you be the same as us?"

"What's the difference?" Ling Bao looked down at himself, they both had two hands and two feet.

"You can read, you can also recite poems and essays, and your father is a scholar, not the same as us!"

It was a compliment, a compliment, but Lingbao didn't feel happy about it.

She corrected her earnestly: "Planting has nothing to do with being able to read and write. Uncle Village Chief, you are so good at growing food. My father was also literate before, so he wouldn't know how to farm. It can be seen that the two There is no necessary relationship between them.”

Those who can read may not be able to plant good land, and those who cannot read may not be unable to plant good land.

The village chief stared wide-eyed, unable to refute, and finally choked out a sentence: "That's better than reading."

"Reading is better."

This Lingbao is admitted.

"Oh, it's far away, we're talking about the cultivation of fungus!" Lingbao reined in the precipice and talked back to the whole.

The village chief rolled his eyes and muttered, "It's okay, I don't even understand the word 'cultivation'!"

"Then after I said it, didn't you understand?" Ling Bao pouted.

The village chief said confidently: "I still don't understand!"

Lingbao's eyes widened in disbelief.

The village chief's wife pushed him and said angrily, "How old are you, and you are still arguing with Lingbao."

The village head touched his nose, his dark face was slightly hot, and he said it for a while.

"Okay, I know what 'cultivation' means now."

Lingbao wrinkled his nose, snorted a little to express his dissatisfaction, pinched his waist and said, "Anyway, you must learn!"

"Learn, learn, learn, isn't it enough?" The village head bowed and said, "Little ancestor, we all listen to you!"

Lingbao went home and told Cheng Jinxie Wuyang about it, and the two had no objection to it and fully supported it.

"You are all good." Ling Bao touched his chin and said, "Then I will let you go up to share experience, how about it?"

Xie Wuyang: "Experience sharing?"

"It is to tell them what we need to pay attention to in the process of planting fungus."

This seemed quite interesting, Xie Wuyang readily agreed.

But Cheng Jin shook his head.

He was not happy to be stared at by so many people, anyway, there was Lingbao and Xie Wuyang, so there was no need for him to be one more.

Lingbao knew that the third brother was really unwilling, so he didn't force it.

"It's okay, then Brother Wuyang and I will go up!"

Because it was to be shared in front of the whole village, Xie Wuyang asked Huaifu to take a pen and paper and write down all the key points he knew.

Seeing this, Lingbao felt that he could not lag behind, so he also took a pen and paper and wrote vigorously there.

Huaifu stepped in, and saw Lingbao who was scratching his head with a brush with a dignified expression at first glance, and then looked at his family's elder son, who also had the same expression.

"Master, Miss Cheng, drink some water to moisten your throat."

Lingbao picked it up and gulped down half of the glass.

Xie Wuyang just took a sip at first, but looking at this scene, he picked it up and drank half a glass again.

Huai Fu suddenly looked at Shi Ziye, not to mention, Shi Ziye gained weight compared to before in the capital.

Miss Cheng contributed a lot to this!

Even he gained a lot of weight.

After drinking the honey water, Lingbao and Xie Wuyang immersed themselves in writing again.

This afternoon, the village chief informed everyone to gather at the entrance of the village tomorrow morning. There was something to announce, and each household had to send out one person, preferably an adult.

The villagers are all guessing what happened, but no one knows.

Early the next morning, the gongs and drums were blaring.

The big tree at the entrance of the village was full of people standing in the middle of nowhere, whispering to each other, making a lot of noise.

The village chief said loudly in front: "Be quiet, listen to me!"

The village head was still dignified, and the noise gradually subsided.

"I know that everyone is eager to know, so I'll make a long story short. Lingbao Cheng Saburo Chu Shizi planted fungus, and they want to teach us how to plant them. If you want to learn, you can stay, and if you don't want to learn, you can leave."

Kind of fungus?
Some people wondered: "Village chief, isn't there a lot of fungus in the mountains? Why do you want to grow them yourself?"

The village chief gave him a blank look: "There are a lot of wild vegetables in the mountains, don't you have to grow your own vegetables?"

Lingbao explained from the side: "Because I'm afraid you won't be able to distinguish what you can eat and what you can't eat."

Although eating fungus poisoning can be cured by pounding wax gourd and vines and taking juice, poisoning is not good after all.

"And you grow fungus, you can eat it yourself or sell it. This thing should be easy to sell. It can be used as a vegetable or a medicinal material. It can be sold to restaurants or pharmacies. How wonderful! .”

After she said this, many people were moved.

It can be used as a vegetable or as a medicinal material, so it must be able to sell for a lot of money, right?
"Lingbao, is it troublesome to plant this? How long will it take? What do you need?" Someone asked, and it was interesting.

The village chief immediately said: "Calm down, Lingbao and Chu Shizi specially prepared an experience sharing for us, and those who want to plant will stay and listen. The details are very detailed, and I guarantee that even fools can understand it."

Rough words are not rough.

Lingbao said to Xie Wuyang: "Brother Wuyang, why don't you bring an ear tree and let them have a look?"

Xie Wuyang thought about it, and ordered Huaifu to do it.

"This is the fungus we cultivated." Lingbao said to the villagers who rushed forward.

"Isn't it planted in the ground?"

"Nonsense, the fungus in the mountains also grows on trees!"

"Yes, yes, I forgot!"

There are many people who stay and want to learn, after all, everyone wants to make money.

I was a little hesitant when I heard that I had to spend money to buy lime.But Lingbao calculated an account for them, a bag of lime was two to three hundred yuan, but it could last for a long time, they could buy it together, and compared with the fungus sold, the account was nothing.

The village head did not forget to beat: "If you want to learn, you should study hard. When you plant it, you must not forget your origin. When you drink water, you must not forget the well digger. You can't do things that repay kindness and revenge!" Mrs. Wu, "If you dare to do something wrong, you won't be spared even if you fight my old bones! Did you hear that?"

"I heard that, village chief, don't worry!"

(End of this chapter)