Era: My backyard is the garbage dump of the universe

Chapter 127 Tang Bohu’s Painting of Spring Trees and Autumn Frost?
The other hill was covered with thorny vines, and the sky was gloomy and it started to rain heavily. Liu Qingsong had no choice but to go down the mountain and go home with Wang Yaoqing and other villagers.

After all, it would not be good to catch a cold from the rain.

When I got home, it was already past four in the afternoon.

Liu Qingsong was about to change his wet clothes when Tao Guoqing came over with Xiao Taoqi by his hand: "Xiao Liu, what happened on Guishu Mountain? Why were there so many explosions today?"

"I don't know the details." Liu Qingsong smiled and said perfunctorily: "It seems that some hunters from other places were hunting wild boars in the mountains."

Hunters have guns and sometimes plant mines to kill wild boars.

So there is nothing wrong with Liu Qingsong’s answer.

"Is that so?" Tao Guoqing nodded slowly. "Then it seems I have to talk to the relevant departments when I have time and ask them to prohibit outsiders from entering the Huaishu Production Team Mountain to hunt. Otherwise, it would be bad if someone died."

"Yeah," Liu Qingsong nodded.

If Tao Guoqing could do this, he would be more than happy!
After all, once the relevant departments prohibit outsiders from entering the Huaishu production team, he and his family will be relatively safer. At least it will put a lot of pressure on the people under Wang Xiaohe and Du Xincheng.

"Then change your clothes!" Tao Guoqing saw that the rain on Liu Qingsong's body had fallen to the ground, and he took the little naughty boy away.

Liu Qingsong watched the figures of the grandfather and grandson disappear before walking into the bedroom.

After a while, he changed his clothes and came out.

Because it’s still early to make dinner.

Liu Qingsong went straight to the backyard.

At this time, Xiao Nuomi and Yaomei were playing in the threshing ground in front of Pangdun's house, and Xiao Heikui was not there, so Liu Qingsong pushed open the heavy wooden door of the backyard, and the boundless garbage dump of all worlds appeared before his eyes.

Liu Qingsong looked around cautiously, and when he saw nothing unusual, he walked in quickly.

At this time, the vine was still sleeping underground, but a part of the trunk exposed outside had turned a fiery red.

Liu Qingsong took a look and decided not to interfere. After all, he couldn't do anything even if he wanted to.

Seeing that the aisle ahead was blocked by garbage again, Liu Qingsong had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and start cleaning with a shovel.

After cleaning up, Liu Qingsong rested for a while and then checked the shared bicycle leaning against the refrigerator.

Seeing that one of the tires still had air, he put on a cowhide backpack, a broken knife, and Captain America's shield, and rode towards the southeast.

This is the advantage of shared bicycles. Even in places that cannot be passed or are blocked by garbage, Liu Qingsong can carry a shared bicycle and walk through.

After all, shared bicycles are very light, and with Liu Qingsong's current strength, he can easily lift it with one hand.

However, one kilometer away from the exit, the shared bicycles can no longer be ridden.

It’s not that the shared bikes are broken, but the garbage piles ahead are all connected together, forming a mountain of garbage, making it impossible for the tiny Liu Qingsong to get through.

Liu Qingsong was about to go back home when a boundary marker in front of him, which was buried by garbage with only about one meter exposed, caught his attention.

The reason why Liu Qingsong paid attention to this boundary marker was that he discovered the words appearing on it, and he seemed to recognize them without wearing a universal translator.

In order to verify his guess, Liu Qingsong parked the shared bicycle and walked over carefully.

As I got closer, the three words "Tang Bohu" on the boundary marker appeared clearly in front of me.

"No... Does Tang Bohu have another dimension of the world?" With confusion and curiosity, Liu Qingsong reached out and cleared the garbage around the boundary marker.

Soon, the following words appeared before my eyes.

It turned out to be Qiuxiang!

If you put them together, it would be "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

Liu Qingsong couldn't help but laugh when he saw these words.

Only then did I realize that the garbage in the plane world managed by this boundary monument came from the movie world of Flirting Scholar.

He has seen this movie, it is very funny and exciting.

The title of this movie can be seen in the garbage dump of all worlds today.

To be honest, there were more surprises than accidents.

After all, if there is a world of the movie "Flirting Scholar", then the worlds of other domestic movies should exist in the garbage dump of all worlds.

And the most important thing.

He recognized the words on the boundary monument that managed these rubbish in the plane world.

It will never be like the Marvel movie world, the Terminator movie world, and the Fire Spirit plane world he encountered before, where he couldn't even understand the most basic words.

This is a good thing for him.

So after coming to my senses.

Liu Qingsong started searching around.

See if you can find some authentic works of Tang Bohu or something.

It’s a pity that dreams are beautiful, but reality is a bit cruel.

Apart from some tattered clothes and a vase that looked quite old, Liu Qingsong searched for a full half hour but found nothing else.

This made Liu Qingsong somewhat disappointed.

I was about to push the shared bike back.

Ripples appeared in the sky above, and then a large amount of garbage fell down.

Liu Qingsong, who had no way to dodge, could only pick up Captain America's shield to block.

However, surprisingly, most of the garbage that fell this time were various discarded drawings, and they didn't have much force when they hit Captain America's shield.

Liu Qingsong waited for the garbage to fall off, put away Captain America's shield, and picked up a complete drawing and unfolded it.

The ink on the drawing hasn't dried yet, and it will stain your hands if you touch it.

But Liu Qingsong was stunned when he looked at the drawing.

The reason for being stunned is that this drawing is a picture of spring trees and autumn frost.

The picture of Spring Trees and Autumn Frost is a famous scene from the movie Flirting Scholar. It is impossible to say that Liu Qingsong has no impression of it.

But these are not the main points. The main point is that on the painting of Spring Trees and Autumn Frost, there is actually a red seal with the words "Wu Jun Tang Yin" on it.

Wujun Tang Yin is Tang Bohu's nickname and also one of his commonly used seals, indicating his hometown and identity.

In other words, combined with the information on the boundary marker and this seal, the drawing in his hand is most likely Tang Bohu's authentic work.

And it was painted not long ago.

But for some unknown reason, it was treated as garbage and was sent to the garbage dump of all worlds.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingsong couldn't help laughing.

After letting the natural wind dry the painting of spring trees and autumn frost in his hand, he carefully rolled it up and put it into his cowhide backpack.

To him, this is a treasure.

Wait a few years later.

If this were sold, it might be worth millions.

So he couldn't just throw it away.

As for the other drawings, Liu Qingsong found that the quality was very poor.

He didn't pick it up at the moment, but pushed the shared bicycle towards the exit of the Wanjie garbage dump.

After all, it was almost night, and he couldn't stay in the garbage dump of the universe for too long, as he still had to cook for Xiao Nuomi and Yaomei!

……

When we came out of the garbage dump of all worlds, the sun was about to set.

Seeing this, Liu Qingsong went into the kitchen and started washing rice.

After it was ready, he poured the rice into a large iron pot, added an appropriate amount of water, and added firewood to start cooking.

Seeing that the rice would not be cooked for a while, Liu Qingsong picked up a piece of marinated wild boar meat and started cutting it.

"Uncle, uncle...is dinner ready? I...I'm hungry!" Little Nuomi ran in with his short legs, followed by his little sister, Little Naughty and Fatty.

"It's not ready yet!" Liu Qingsong couldn't help but laugh when he heard that, "But it will be soon. You can eat in ten or twenty minutes."

"But..." At this point, Liu Qingsong looked at Xiao Taoqi and said, "Are you also going to my brother's house to have dinner today?"

"Yeah, I want to eat the food my brother cooks. It's delicious." The naughty boy replied while biting his index finger.

"Will your mother and grandfather come over for dinner?" Liu Qingsong asked again.

He had to ask clearly. If Tao Guoqing and Bai Yuzhen came over and he didn't have food to entertain them, it would be troublesome.

"They went back to the city. It seems they went to report the explosion in the mountain to their father and the relevant departments." The little rascal scratched his head and replied.

"Oh!" Liu Qingsong nodded.

Tao Guoqing had told him about this before.

I thought it was just a joke.

Now it seems that is not the case at all. Tao Guoqing is serious about it.

But even so, Liu Qingsong didn't hold much hope.

After all, Guishu Mountain is so big, and the Huaishu Production Team is jointly owned by the Toad Production Team. It is simply impossible to prohibit outsiders and people from other villages from coming in.

Coupled with the efficiency of the relevant departments, Liu Qingsong could almost predict the outcome. Tao Guoqing's trip back to the city was probably in vain.

"Huh? That's not right!" Thinking of this, Liu Qingsong suddenly looked at Xiao Taoqi: "Your grandfather can just report the explosion in the mountain to the relevant departments, why did he have to report it to your father?"

Xiao Nuomi, Fatty and Yaomei also looked at Xiao Taoqi curiously.

"I don't know either, but my dad seems to be in charge of them." Little Taoqi replied uncertainly. "Huh?" Liu Qingsong was stunned.

Who cares about them?

Does that mean that the naughty little boy’s father is a very high-ranking official?
Otherwise, how can the relevant departments be managed?

Thinking of this, Liu Qingsong originally wanted to ask if this was the case.

But he stopped talking when the words came to his lips. After all, it would be a bit inappropriate to ask.

Seeing that Fatty quietly turned and left while he was talking to Little Naughty, Liu Qingsong shouted, "Fatty, why are you leaving? Come and have dinner at my house later."

"But..." Fatty smiled foolishly and hesitated to speak.

"I'll tell your parents." Liu Qingsong continued to cut the wild boar meat. When he was done, he saw that there were no chives left, so he wiped his hands with a rag and said, "Hongxia, you watch the firewood. I'll be back soon after I go to the vegetable garden."

"Okay!" The youngest sister quickly sat in front of the wood stove and added firewood.

The little naughty boy had never done anything like this before, so he went over curiously.

Although Liu Qingsong saw this scene, he did not pay much attention to it, but walked quickly towards the vegetable garden.

Because it had rained heavily before, the ground leading to the vegetable garden was wet. Even though Liu Qingsong changed into rain boots at the door, his trouser legs were still covered in mud and water.

But Liu Qingsong didn't care about so many things.

After all, I live in the countryside.

It is almost impossible to keep your clothes clean.

After removing the fence at the entrance to the vegetable garden.

Liu Qingsong walked straight in.

After walking to the location of the chives, he bent down and was about to pull them out, but the next second he was stunned.

The cabbages, carrots, white radishes and red cabbage sprouts that had been fertilized with the tree elves' super ripening fertilizer had more than doubled in size under the irrigation of the heavy rain.

That's right.

Exactly twice as much.

This is absolutely correct.

After all, Liu Qingsong had weeded these vegetables himself before.

But now, everything has changed, and the speed is really unexpected.

Especially the carrot, after absorbing the tree elf's super ripening fertilizer, it actually pushed up the surrounding soil.

The situation is similar with white radish.

Liu Qingsong walked forward, reached out and pulled one out, which was only slightly smaller than his arm.

This made Liu Qingsong laugh and cry, and he realized that he had used too much of the tree elf super ripening fertilizer.

If these carrots, white radishes and cabbages continue to grow wildly, something serious might happen.

But for now, everything is normal.

So Liu Qingsong didn't do anything about it after he came to his senses.

Instead, he bent down and plucked two chives.

After shaking off the mud from the roots.

He pulled out two more white radishes, tied them together with a rice rope, and carried them back.

Liu Qingsong’s meaning was very simple. Even if he wanted to stop the vegetables in the vegetable garden from growing wildly, he had to wait until after dinner.

It was already dark at that time, and he believed that there should be no problem in going into the vegetable garden to deal with these "mutated" vegetables.

……

In the kitchen.

Except for the youngest sister who was adding firewood.

Xiao Nuomi, Xiao Taoqi and Pangdun have gone to the backyard to play.

After learning about this situation, Liu Qingsong did not pay much attention to it. Instead, he waited until the rice was cooked, and then stewed a large pot of mixed meat with white radish, carrot, shallot, wild boar meat, and wild catfish.

I thought it was lacking in seasoning.

This big pot of mixed vegetables will taste different.

Who knew that after it was stewed, it would emit a fragrant aroma.

Just as Liu Qingsong was about to taste it, Xiao Nuomi ran into the kitchen with his short legs: "Wow... Uncle, what are you cooking? It smells so good."

"Yeah, I smelled it too." The little rascal following behind said while biting his index finger.

"Brother, your cooking skills are better than my mother's." Pangdun couldn't help but say.

"Really?" Liu Qingsong smiled and said, "If you want to eat, go wash your hands. The food will be ready soon."

"Yeah, yeah!" Little Nuomi and Little Taoqi ran to the water tank.

After washing his hands, he went to the cupboard to get the dishes and chopsticks, and lined up next to the stove with Fatty, Little Naughty, and Little Sister.

Liu Qingsong was just about to scoop some mixed meat for them to eat.

Wang Yaoqing appeared at the door: "Fatty, why are you coming to Qingsong's house to eat and drink again? Do you want me to break your legs?"

"I... I didn't." The fat man holding the bowl and chopsticks hesitated for a moment, then ran away in fear.

But before he ran even a meter, Liu Qingsong reached out and grabbed him: "What are you afraid of? I asked you to stay for dinner, not for free food and drinks. If your father beats you when you go back today, then come find me."

"That's right!" Fatty scratched Little Fatty's head, then looked at Wang Yaoqing angrily: "Dad, did you hear me? I didn't eat or drink for free this time, you...you wronged me."

"Yes, uncle!" the youngest sister echoed.

"Uncle, why are you so fierce?" Little Nuomi also said in a baby voice.

"I think he also wants to eat the dishes stewed by his brother, otherwise he wouldn't scare Fatty." The naughty boy couldn't help but speak.

Wang Yaoqing was somewhat embarrassed by what he said: "I didn't want to eat the light stew, I wanted to see him for something serious."

"Then let's sit down and eat while we talk." Liu Qingsong brought over a small table, scooped the stew into a porcelain bowl, and brought it up.

The rice was placed in another porcelain bowl on a bench nearby, allowing the little ones to serve themselves.

Seeing this, Wang Yaoqing did not say anything polite to Liu Qingsong, but sat down at the small table with a smile. After Fatty scooped up a large bowl of hodgepodge and walked away, he said, "It's like this. The explosion at Guishu Mountain today made me think more and more that something was wrong. So I discussed it with your uncle and third uncle and decided to organize a team to patrol the mountain. What do you think?"

"Of course!" Liu Qingsong said as he scooped some mixed meat for Wang Yaoqing.

"But the problem is..." Wang Yaoqing hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Liu Qingsong asked.

Organizing a patrol team is a great thing.

This will not only prevent outsiders from entering the mountains to poach, but also give the idle people in the team something to do. It's a win-win situation!
"The problem is how to calculate their work points. There is no precedent for patrolling the mountains before." Wang Yaoqing said as he took a sip of the mixed minced meat soup. Seeing that the soup was fresh and delicious, his eyes lit up.

He also discovered that his son refused to leave Liu Qingsong's house because of this.

"Patrolling the mountains doesn't count as work points, we can just pay them directly." Liu Qingsong suddenly spoke out what was on his mind after eating a piece of radish.

"Ah?" Wang Yaoqing was stunned.

If we just give them money, I'm afraid all the villagers will rush to do it.

This is not a good idea, it's a bad idea.

After coming to his senses, he said, "Qingsong, I know you mean well, but given the current situation of the Huaishu Production Team, we can't afford to pay. You may not know that our team still owes a lot of foreign debts."

"What if..."

The words are not finished yet.

Liu Qingsong interrupted him with a smile: "Uncle, the wool comes from the sheep. You are not naive enough to think that the patrol fee is paid by the team, right?"

"Then who will pay?" Wang Yaoqing was confused.

"Of course, the supply and marketing cooperative that buys the game will pay for it." Liu Qingsong became serious: "We can add a fee to the purchase price to maintain the patrol team's expenses."

"But the question is whether the supply and marketing society agrees?" Wang Yaoqing asked worriedly.

In the past, Wang Xiaohe and Zhong Xinbing brought people from the supply and marketing cooperative to the Huaishu production team to purchase game. The price was very low, and they didn't want game if it was of poor quality.

Now the power is in their hands.

He couldn't think that this game could be sold at a higher price.

If I mess up and offend the person in charge of the supply and marketing cooperative, I might not be able to sell game in the future.

"Why won't you agree?" Liu Qingsong pointed at the naughty boy who was eating mixed vegetables. "Have you forgotten what his grandfather did? Have you forgotten Xiao Wu's identity?"

“We just have to talk to them.”

"Raising the price is definitely not a problem."

"The question is how can we continue to supply the supply and marketing cooperatives and form a unique supply channel."

"You're right." Wang Yaoqing's eyes lit up, and he realized that Liu Qingsong was a good guy.

Just as she was about to ask in more detail how to talk to Xiao Wu and Tao Guoqing, there was a creaking sound and the wooden door of the kitchen was pushed open. Then Liu Lijuan, covered in mud, appeared at the door with Liu Chunhua and a square-faced young man.

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(End of this chapter)