I can barely count two-in-one! I won’t get the seven-character title when responding to the call, and I’m very tired when I pretend to be thirteen. I’m hit, everyone, please give me a ticket. I guess the top six can’t be saved anymore, and I’m sorry to everyone! I’ve never been so tired, my heart is tired, and my fingers are sore.

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When Xue Xiang and the other two arrived in Kaoshantun, it was already the middle of the moon. Xue Xiang did not go home and went straight to the pig farm. Because the dormitory prepared for Zhu Wanhu was in the pig farm, it was also convenient for the old man to take care of the pigs. As soon as Xue Xiang stepped into the factory gate, he felt the heat steam steaming and the heat waves rolling. It turned out that there were torches around, and Li Yongjun was commanding the women's members to feed the pigs at night.

As soon as Zhu Wanhu stepped into the pig farm, his expression became excited. His old face turned red under the torch, and his teeth were trembling. The old man had spent more time dealing with pigs than with people in his life. When he heard the pigs hum, his bones were crispy.

Xue Xiang called Li Yongjun, pulled Zhu Wanhu, and introduced him to him, hoping that Li Yongjun, the deputy factory director, would be able to reuse Zhu Wanhu, a general in the future. Unexpectedly, Li Yongjun had a serious class concept and did not look at Zhu Wanhu, but he raised his head and was full of people. He had long regarded Zhu Wanhu as a slave of the surname N in his heart, and he was not willing to join him. It was because of Xue Xiang's face that he hummed a few times. Li Yongjun never believed that the old coffin with one foot had stepped into the grave, what amazing arts does it have.

Seeing Li Yongjun's shape, Xue Xiang was afraid that he would offend the "master" he had just hired after he had put in a lot of effort. He raised his left foot and was about to give him a kick to tell him the difference between the east, west, south and north. The northwest corner of the pig farm suddenly seemed to be in a mess, with women shouting, children crying, and wild boars humming, and a lot of noise.

It turned out that more than ten wild boars in a pigpen broke through the cement wall. They rushed out from inside, and rushed to the crowd, and immediately frightened the women who were feeding pigs. Xue Xiang heard the crying and shouting, and there was no time to deal with Li Yongjun. He was about to rush over and tie the wild boar back to the pigpen. Suddenly, a melodious flute sound came from his ears, looking along with the sound, but saw Zhu Wanhu's flute lips and red cheeks stimulating. The crisp and long flute sound spread from his lips to the whole field. He went straight to the sky. As the flute sounded, the humming sounds of the yard immediately stopped, and the wild boars rushing all over the field also stopped and looked up at Zhu Wanhu. Some wild boars actually leaned down and lay down, while some even rolled lazily.

In an instant, the field was silent. Under the swaying of the fire, Zhu Wanhu was white and bleak, with coarse linen clothes, and his feet were stepping around and pressing the flute horizontally. The sound of the flute was melodious and changeable. It was like the sound of the blue sea tide, and the sound of the orioles was suddenly changed. It was extremely harmonious between movement and stillness. Xue Xiang was also fascinated by the hearing, although he did not know the meaning of the tune. He felt a quiet and warmth in his heart. Suddenly, the flute sound suddenly rose and rushed happily, just like a deer leaping in the wilderness and horses galloping on the grassland. Zhu Wanhu was blowing and walking, and more than ten wild boars actually climbed up from the ground and followed them together. Zhu Wanhu seemed to show off his skills, and did not rush to lead the pig into the pen, but walked around the field for a while, before giving the serene and leading the pigs to the pigpen that had already broken through.

Zhu Wanhu's move was really amazing, which shocked everyone on the spot. The women and members of the audience all looked at each other, like star-chasing people, surrounded Zhu Wanhu, pulling their sleeves or asking about it, and they were extremely enthusiastic. Mr. Deng, who was originally shouting to drive a pig with a stick, kept wiping his eyes, his face full of disbelief; Li Yongjun was as demented as he was, his mouth holding a cigarette was wide open, and the pillar of Mingmie stuck to his lower lips, trembling; Xue Xiang was also shocked, and in an instant, he felt that the old man was just possessed by the East Evil Huang Yaoshi and the Western Poison Ouyang Feng. Such a method of using the flute to control animals was really unpredictable, and the wind was extremely cool. He really wanted to force the old man to pass on his magical skills immediately.

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. Since Zhu Wanhu arrived at the pig farm, Xue Xiang's heart has completely fallen back into his stomach. Just as if he invited a carpenter and asked Mr. Lu Ban back, there was no worry. If Zhu Wanhu is really the ancestor of the pig, he was willing to get close to him. When he saw the pig, he had already thrown his previous reserve aside. The old man and Xue Xiang had made three rules and agreed not to do this or that. When he saw the pig in the yard, he forgot everything. Since then, the old man has entered the role, but he has entered the role.

Li Yongjun and Deng Si Master suffered. The old man had a lot of opinions and had a stubborn temper. He relied on Xue Xiang to support him and called Li Yongjun and Deng Si Master like servants. He said that the newly cut pig grass was full of water droplets, and he had to dry it first after eating piglets. He accused the feed of feeding pigs of pigs, which was really extravagant and was simply a waste of things. The old man asked for tung oil today and bran cake tomorrow. He also asked people to go to Jinniu Mountain to cut back some unknown herbs, hid in the room, and then he tinkered.

Mr. Deng Si and Li Yongjun were really too troubled to bear it. They broke into Xue Xiang's office and threatened that if they didn't drive the old guy away, they would run away from the factory. But after Xue Xiang finally managed to perfunctorily, the two of them were speechless and choked. What do you think? It turned out that the piglets who were thin and long before had changed their appearance in more than a week. They all turned round belly and had a smooth hair, and were extremely happy.

Since then, Mr. Xue has more fun. Every day, early in the morning or evening, he always leads the little guy to see these round bumps. Of course, in the eyes of the little guy, these round pigs are cute pig babies, while in someone's eyes are big gold ingots.

Early this morning, after eating fried dough sticks and drinking soy milk, he walked around the pig farm, and found an old willow tree with Zhu Wanhu, sat down with the pigpen, drew a chess board with stones, built the Chu River and Han boundary, carved it into chess pieces with wooden boards, and then fought against each other. Zhu Wanhu became a talented person, and his intelligence had no deterioration. He had a good path of chess and had a profound layout. Xue Xiangze was skillful in chess and had experienced many battles. The two of them met their opponents and were about to meet good talents, so they could kill each other.

The two of them were in full swing, and Xiao Sun ran over in a hurry, but he was not breathing evenly, and said, "Captain, it's not good. Secretary Han called from the county and said that Wufeng Grain Factory would not sell our feed. It's a dog, but the club signed a contract with them. If you say you're going to turn against me?"

When Xue Xiang heard this, his face immediately stood up, sued Zhu Wanhu, ran to the office, rushed to the table, and grabbed the phone. There was no sound there, and it was probably because he was anxious. Xue Xiang didn't know the number there, and there was no caller ID at all. He sat back on the chair and thought for a moment, and then he realized that it was probably the Guo Min family who was in a difficult situation with him again. Thinking about it, it was really a headache for someone Xue and offended his boss. He was so tired of him that he was so tired of him. He wrapped himself in this system and could not beat or scold him. Everything was in the world, and he secretly made moves and took action.

This time I was embarrassed by Wufeng Grain Factory, although it was unexpected. Fortunately, Mr. Xue had already realized that he was embarrassed. The chess piece he had prepared before was not used when buying piglets. Now he bought feed and just took it to exert force.

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Wufeng Grain Factory is located in the northwest corner of Chengtian County. It is made of an old city wall. It seems to be sticking out a little and then penetrates outside the wall. The reason why Wufeng Grain Factory is designed in this way is to make the city as the wall and close to the city gate is to facilitate the members of the town selling grain. Instead of running far away, they are around the county town. Speaking of this, I am afraid that the young readers will ask more questions, why is Xue Xiang’s pig factory buying grain so casually without having to pay tickets. What I want to say is. 77 years old

At this moment, the Republic has basically bid farewell to the grain shortage. If you say goodbye here, it is not that the people are full, but that there is almost no starvation to death. Therefore, the Government Council has implemented a new policy. In addition to staple food, the control of miscellaneous grains and livestock grains has been relaxed, and administrative units at all levels have room for free to move. Therefore, Xue Xiangcai signed an agreement to purchase various miscellaneous grains with Wufeng Grain Factory through the commune. If it were a few years ago, it would have been so relaxed.

This day happened to be the market day, and the streets of Chengtian County were very lively. Members from all over the country gathered here, although they were not shoulder to shoulder, they could be called back and forth. Men, women, young and old, they were all dressed simply, but their faces were less sad and more smiling than Xue Xiangchu came to Chengtian County. The reason was that they had a good harvest, had enough food in their stomachs, warm clothes on their bodies, and spare money in their pockets. How could they make people unhappy?

Members did not enter the city to visit the streets, relax and entertain, but to carry baskets and cross-nets, sell mountain goods, or sell poultry to supplement their household expenses. Along the way, the one Xue Xiang saw the most were chariots. The old chariots were covered with high cloth bags, and the exposed food was all kinds of food, and they rushed to the northwest. That place was the location of Wufeng Grain Factory.

Xue Xiang was not alone in the county town, but led a large army. He took the lead and led Su Shunmin to stride forward. Li Yongjun commanded six or seven young men, leading the old cow and following the cart. Everyone dragged out a scattered line and followed the cart army, winding towards Wufeng Grain Factory.

With a bag of cigarettes, the vermilion iron gate of Wufeng Grain Factory was looking at it from afar. Xue Xiang saw Han Donglin wearing a yellow cloth coat at a glance. At this time, Old Han was leading Peng Chun and his group to block the gate and quarreled with a fat man. Old Han waved his arms and showed his anger. He squeezed dozens of chariots to sell grain behind him, and he couldn't enter.

When he reached fifty meters in front of the gate, Xue Xiang waved to stop Li Yongjun and others. At this moment, the road ahead had been blocked, and the cart could not squeeze in. He was about to walk forward, but suddenly he saw thirty or forty young and strong people suddenly rushed out of the gate, all wearing green cloth workers' outfits, and everyone holding sticks in hand, crawling out of the door. The fat man pointed at the workers' outfits, and the workers' outfits immediately tied up and smashed them towards Han Donglin and others.

Xue Xiang was furious, and kicked the ground with his feet, then jumped onto a cart in front of him, and then stepped on it. At a distance of fifty meters, more than ten carts were turned into bridges that had been bound to the sky by him, and they rushed over to a few breaths. Xue Xiang stepped on the cart closest to the gate, and piled up three meters high because it was full of spoils. Xue Xiang jumped out of the air, snatched the bullwhip from the old farmer's hand in the air, and slid out like a big bird in the direction of the chasing battle. He swung the bullwhip away in the air.

Xue Xiangbu stepped on the lotus, and a hemp rope whip made him dance the power of a cowhide whip. Xue Xiangdou, the fake workers who were accomplices of the tiger, had no rank-level feelings when they took action, and he turned to the human face with hatred. Wherever the whip passed, it was whistling, and everything was hit. Plum blossoms were dotted in the air and screamed.

None of the young and strong men with sticks escaped the net, and Xue Xiang was all shown on the face of plum blossoms. Although these young and strong men were beaten by Xue Xiang's "poison" whip. Although they did not faint, the pain was so engraved into their bones. They covered their faces and screamed in pain. They could not have enough energy to attack Han Donglin and others.

Han Donglin and others were attacked violently before, and in panic, they had no time to react. They just waved their hands to cover them. However, they had just put a stick on their body and had not been subjected to force. The blow stopped instantly. Then, they heard a scream. When they looked up, the captain was already standing beside them in a breeze.

When everyone saw Xue Xiang, they didn't know how to eliminate disasters and avoid difficulties. They were like seeing relatives. They were surprised and came forward together. They surrounded Xue Xiang, held their clothes and sleeves, as if they were full of grievances to tell them. Seeing everyone's bitter faces, Xue Xiang didn't know why. But this place was not the place where they talked, so they waved their hand to stop them and stuffed the whip to the stunned old farmer. Xue Xiang ignored the chaos in the audience and the green skins who covered their faces and wailed, shouted, and led Han Donglin and others to leave this place of right and wrong.

When they arrived outside the venue, they found a wall base, Xue Xiang didn't ask for a word to open the door. Everyone complained.

"Damn it, Shi Mazi (Shi Qingen, director of Wufeng Grain Factory) is really a fucking thing! He signed an agreement, and he dared to lie."

"This is called ability! This time I have learned what it means to have two skins on human mouths and a few mixed grains you want. What should we report, what did his old dog say? The old dog said so seriously, and you can't tell him, that old turtle has become a spirit."

"Shi Mazi is just talking nonsense. Today is the market day. I don't know how many people come to sell grain in Sili and Baxiang. We want tung oil, cakes, rice dumplings, and which board cart sells miscellaneous grains is not full of floors."

"Why is this a ball useful? If the captain hadn't come in time, we would have to lie down and go back..."

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Everyone was idle and caught Xue Xiang's family member, so they vented their feelings. Just as they were talking, Li Yongjun and others followed him. After asking about the situation, Li Yongjun and others immediately rushed to the cart and pulled the machete. These brave mountain people didn't think that if they were bullied outside, they would have to carry the group and take revenge to death.

Xue Xiang came here to do a serious matter, and he was unwilling to fight and kill for this, so he messed up the booked plan. Besides, although he had room for action, the pain and scars were healed in three or five days, which was a small punishment. Xue Xiang stopped Li Yongjun and asked everyone to drive a cart to hold lunch with him. After talking for a while, he heard more than a rumbling sound of his stomach. Han Donglin and others came here to buy feed, and the materials were coming and going, so they could be moved back. Therefore, they had not delivered two rows before they came, and everyone was empty at this time.

Xue Xiang was so generous that he found out the most outstanding restaurant in the county town. He found a canteen called "Kangmin" nearby. When he arrived at the door, Xue Xiang greeted Peng Chun, tied the ox cart on the locust tree in front of the door, lifted the black cloth curtain, and stepped in. Xue Xiang stood in the hall and looked at the layout of the canteen, but saw the hundreds of square halls with the floor and the ceiling hanging, and thirty or forty small yellow-painted tables were arranged in a row, which was quite pleasant to arrange. It was not noon now, and it was not a restaurant, but only in the center of the hall, with seven or eight diners sitting in the table.

Xue Xiang had just glanced a few times and then came to a middle-aged man in his lab coat. He was in his forties, with a red face, a solid figure, and a smile on his face. He came to pick him up. He didn't know that his smile had not been maintained for a few seconds and turned into frost. What do you think? It turned out that the middle-aged man had seen Xue Xiang, with his military trousers and shirts, with a handsome face. He entered his own high-end hotel in Chengtian County, but he looked at him and showed impatience. He became a child of an official, so he smiled. Unexpectedly, a group of coarse cloth rags came in immediately.

He didn't even have to look at these young men. He could smell the fishy smell from afar. He saw Xue Xiang talking and laughing with these young men in ragged clothes. He didn't know that there was a group of people. Seeing a group of guys with a lot of earthy smell into this famous hotel, it was like beggars breaking into the Dragon Palace. How could this Dragon Prince be happy? It's not that the middle-aged man in the lab coat used his clothes to judge people, but it was because the clothes and hats were so easy to use here. Because, the farmers now have no food coupons, so how can they consume here without food coupons?

The middle-aged man was about to speak to drive people away, but the diners in the middle of the hall were really impatient. With the intention of drinking, he said that Xue Xiang's group of people was too smelly and affected their appetite. If they didn't drive them out, they would do it themselves. Xue Xiang frowned slightly when he heard it, and ignored him. He picked up two yellow lacquer wooden tables and formed a dining table, and invited Li Yongjun and his group to sit down.

Li Yongjun followed Xue Xiang to see some worldly appearances. He was in the famous Union Hospital and the magnificent Baicao Hall was also invaded. How could this small county canteen be timid? At that moment, Li Yongjun sat down like a big shot and shouted Peng Chun and his group. Peng Chun and his group of mountain villagers entered the restaurants in Chengtian County. When they saw the decorations of the hall, they were already timid. But when they thought about the contempt of the diners and middle-aged men over there, they felt angry. Thinking about the seemingly omnipotent captain here, I was afraid that he would have a ball, so I immediately moved chairs and found a stool. I was very furious in the hall, deliberately making the sounds sound like a provocation.
Chapter completed!