Age: My Small World

Chapter 140 Back to the Provincial Capital
"Are you going to the provincial capital again?"

In Nanying Lane of the county town, Mr. Hu looked at Yang Jun in surprise.

"The weather isn't very good right now. What's so urgent that you have to go?"

"Master, can't I go to the provincial capital just for fun?"

Yang Jun smiled at Mr. Hu.

The old man rolled his eyes at him and said, "I'd believe others who say they're going to see the big city, but you're different. You must have your own things to do."

In fact, many problems can be revealed from a person's daily behavior.

For example, Yang Jun's actions do not resemble those of a sixteen-year-old boy. Instead, he is methodical, serious and persistent in doing things, and has clear goals. This is very rare, but he has also lost the drive and vigor that should be possessed at this age.

"I really can't hide it from Master. The situation has been quite complicated recently, so I'm going to the provincial capital to make something big, so I won't have to worry about this year."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Hu's face turned serious.

"Don't try to do anything stupid just because you've learned some basic skills. If something goes wrong, I'll be deeply guilty."

Although she was talking about him, Yang Jun could understand the concern she showed.

"Don't worry, Master. I'm not going there to fight this time. Nothing will happen."

"Besides, I learn martial arts to strengthen my body and prolong my life. Competitiveness is not my nature."

"It's just a verbal attack. Have you forgotten who you hit last time?"

Mr. Hu had not hidden the fight between Yang Jun and Wang Yilong, so he looked quite annoyed at the moment.

"I was forced to do that, but I didn't have to hit anyone."

Mr. Hu waved his hand: "Alright, alright, I know your temper."

"Well, if you have any problems when you get there, you should go to Xiao Liu. He can probably handle some of it."

The Xiao Liu he was referring to was naturally Liu Shangxun.

Growing up as Mr. Hu's servant, Liu Shangxun was more like his personal servant. Of course, this is not popular now, but it cannot change the fact that Liu Shangxun has not forgotten him.

"I understand, Master. I'm not stupid. If there's a problem, I'll definitely ask someone for help."

After the conversation, he prepared to get up and leave.

Before leaving, he reminded her, "Drink less while I'm away. You won't feel anything if you get drunk in the winter. When I come back, I'll bring you some Xifeng, and I'll drink with you."

Many people get into accidents after drinking in winter, and there are many cases of people freezing to death by lying outside on the road. He was afraid that he would be dead when he came back from going out.

The main reason is that Mr. Hu has been drinking too much these days. When I came over today, he was still asleep and overslept. On weekdays, he would get up in the morning and do a routine to strengthen his body.

"Last night was an accident. I don't usually get drunk." The old man said stubbornly.

He waved his hand again quickly: "If you want to leave, leave quickly. Now you are meddling in my affairs, you little bastard."

Yang Jun just waved to him and walked away.

Behind him, Mr. Hu did not return to the house for a long time.

This time, Yang Jun had no intention of hitchhiking. Instead, he waited for the bus to return and sat in his familiar seat.

Unfortunately, there was no beautiful woman like Wei Ran in the car this time. Most of the people around were middle-aged men, all of whom looked quite tired. They must have been traveling for a long time.

The only few women there were aunts, and with their headscarves wrapped around their heads, they looked very much like those of that era.

After several hours of bumpy ride, the bus successfully arrived at the provincial capital.

Yang Jun opened his eyes drowsily. He was not sleepy at all, but the road was very bumpy with stops and starts, so he closed his eyes for a moment.

A passenger bus is different from other vehicles. It stops every time it passes a place to pick up or drop off passengers, unless it reaches the terminal.

After getting off the car, Yang Jun looked back at this very old car and was really worried that it would break down at any time.

After walking out of the simple station, he went straight to the guesthouse he had driven to last time.

"Comrade, housing?"

The girl standing behind the counter, cracking sunflower seeds, didn't recognize him anymore. Maybe she had some impression of him, but with so many people coming and going in the guesthouse, she wouldn't bother to keep track of them. "Please give me a private room, thank you."

Yang Jun showed his white teeth, took out the letter of introduction and handed it over. His handsome and polite appearance made people nod involuntarily.

"I've opened a room for you on the third floor. It's quite quiet there."

The girl's words surprised Yang Jun a little. He remembered that he lived on the second floor last time and it was terribly noisy next door. He didn't expect that the treatment was much better this time.

Maybe it was because the girl saw him clearly during the day this time?
"Thank you, what's your name, comrade?"

Yang Jun was asking politely and nothing else was involved.

The girl paused, then said:

"Wang Xiu."

"It's Sister Xiuxiu. Thank you so much. I'll bring you some melon seeds tonight."

"You're welcome, it's just a casual thing."

Yang Jun smiled without saying anything and went upstairs with his almost empty luggage.

The room on the third floor was indeed better, and the bed was not so messy and worn out, probably because there were not many people living there.

Most of the people who come to the guesthouse sleep in a large dormitory. Who has money to stay in a single room, let alone stay on the third floor? This also makes the rooms on the third floor slightly better.

Yang Jun should say thank you.

If he wanted to go to the dark market, he had to wait until night, so Yang Jun just rested in the room for a while.

But after a while, he still went into the small world.

small world.

This place has already been completely renewed.

The green hills are the most eye-catching, with both fruit trees and weeds growing lushly on them.

Next are the seedlings in the fields, which are crops that have just grown.

Looking further up the mountain, there is a huge pile of food.

Because the spiritual water was quite abundant, Yang Jun produced three batches of grain during this period, of which sweet potatoes accounted for the majority, totaling more than 30,000 kilograms.

There were only about 10,000 kilograms of corn and rice, and the least was wheat, only 6,000 kilograms.

He planned to sell all the grain, and then buy some more jade to get spiritual water. As long as he had the spiritual water, it would not be difficult to continue to produce grain.

What's more, he still had hundreds of drops of spiritual water in his hand.

On the mountainside, when Yang Jun came here, the bees couldn't help but pounce on him, circling around him rapidly, and getting very close.

Xiao Si is blocked here and cannot reach the top of the mountain.

Fortunately, bees don't sting it, and its handsome wolf hair can also cover it.

"Xiao Si, go catch me a fish. I'll make you boiled fish later."

Xiao Si shook his head and ran to the pond in a hurry, as if he had turned into half a dog.

Yang Jun looked at the rabbit again.

The four rabbits have become twenty. The two mother rabbits gave birth to sixteen rabbits at once after they became pregnant, with an average of eight rabbits each.

Normally speaking, three to six is normal.

But the spiritual water allowed them all to reach their limits, resulting in more afterlife.

No wonder people say that rabbits reproduce very quickly. With this birth rate, it won’t be long before his little world is full.

You know, rabbits can give birth to one baby in a month.

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