Chapter 3 The system's show, fiercely flashed Young Master Yang's waist
Chapter 3
After thinking about it, I switched from pumping to stroking. I touched my smooth and delicate face, which was not poisoned by acne.
Come on, let's not follow the old society and read about the perverts and perverts.
Full of melancholy and a gloomy life, Yang Qian looked at the weeds growing all over the yard and finally thought of the herbicide formula found in the treasure box.
In any case, since the system has given itself the formula, it does not use any chemical raw materials and is composed of purely natural plants and minerals.
Rather than leaving it alone, it is better to give it a try. If the system is really as powerful as it boasts, it may also be a way to make a fortune.
Although I am a good athlete, in this era, you can't teach the Sui Dynasty people who can't even solve the basic food and clothing problems to practice bodybuilding or various sports competitions for free, right?
The appetite was beyond the expectations of the gossips in Yang Mansion, and it was very eye-catching.
Then I went out to teach the ancient ladies how to exercise the mermaid line, moxa waist, and peach buttocks.
Maybe he would be punished by his respected mother, who, with tears in his eyes to kill his relatives for justice, asked his servants to tie him up and throw him into the hospital where he could drink yellow lotus water for three to five days to refresh himself.
After hearing Yang Qian's emotion, as a loyal servant of all the scholars, Zhili naturally had to wholeheartedly use his son's will as motivation.
"Then you want someone to come over and mow the weeds now?"
"No, you go and get me some things. Wait, I'll write them down and you help me get these things..."
Anyway, spanking children on a rainy day is nothing but idle time. Yang Qian, who had at least contributed a little to the farming cause of the Sui Dynasty, turned around and entered the house.
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Although the Yang family's mansion was outside the city of Xingze, Zhili didn't spend much time bringing all the materials the young master needed back to the mansion.
"According to your instructions, the young master, all the materials have been ground into fine powder. Because the younger one doesn't know how you want to use the young master, each material is wrapped separately..."
Looking at the dozen oil paper bags placed in front of him by Zhili, Yang Qian nodded with satisfaction. Although this book boy Zhili looked pretty, he was still very serious and responsible in his work.
After asking Zhili to bring a basin of water, Yang Qian poured the powder of various materials into the basin in proportion according to the requirements of the formula and started.
Then he brought a purple hair brush and started stirring it while Zhili watched with a pained expression on his face.
Yang Qian and Zhili started working together and poured a large pot of weeding liquid evenly on the courtyard, which was almost an acre in size. Then they were satisfied and let go of their worries.
Next, let’s see if this recipe is really as magical as it says.
In the early morning of the next day, Yang Qian once again woke up from his sleep. When he yawned and pushed out of the room, he almost choked to death on his own saliva.
I slammed the door shut, closed my eyes, opened them, and opened the door again. Nothing changed outside.
The courtyard outside the house that was originally overgrown with weeds is now like a haunted house that has been abandoned for several years. The weeds that were only ankle-high yesterday have grown to nearly a foot high...
"Gong, Gong, Gong, did this little one see a ghost?" Zhili, who was rushing towards us with washing water and towels, was also shocked.
"If you didn't want to get rid of these weeds, why are they growing more vigorously?"
"Close the courtyard door and don't let anyone in. Go get two sickles. I really don't believe you."
Yang Qian's face immediately turned black. The system was deliberately trying to trick him, a kind and honest person, right?
Naturally, the less people know about such a shameful thing, the better. It is better to do it yourself to relieve the anger.
At this time, Yang Qian noticed that there seemed to be an extra line of words below the note floating in his consciousness.
In 2005, the Biological Laboratory of ** Crop Science Company developed the No. 15, non-toxic and pollution-free selective herbicide formula.
It is a product targeting Albinoaceae herbs, because the neutralizing effect of the phenolic ratio fails.
Not only can it not kill weeds, but it can also stimulate the vigorous growth of perennial herbaceous plants in the family Leucaceae.
"..." Yang Qian's whole body was in a bad state. The system's sudden irritation hit Mr. Yang's waist hard.
This thing is a failed formula in the laboratory, but your system clearly swore to tell me this user that this thing is a good thing. Is this considered malicious deception of consumers?
Unfortunately, no explanation was given for the system being operated in such a rude manner, and even after being complained about by consumers, there was not even a word to cover up the shame.
Yang Qian could only hold the tears of being betrayed and deceived, picked up the sickle, and began to cut the weeds that were almost feet long.
Just after a few cuts, Yang Qian suddenly smelled a very familiar smell. "Hey... Zhili, smell it, what is this smell?"
"This is... hey, is it a leek?" Zhili sniffed hard and said in surprise.
"The flavor is so strong, it seems to be more fragrant than ordinary leeks..."
"Leek...no wonder I feel something familiar when I look at it."
Only then did Yang Qian notice that among these weeds, there were several clumps of herbaceous plants that looked very different from ordinary weeds.
Yang Qian smelled the strong scent of leeks, and it was clear that these things were meant to be harvested and chopped into pieces.
It is then mixed with minced meat, wrapped in dough, steamed or boiled, or stir-fried with eggs. It is a high-quality vegetable and aphrodisiac.
"Master, should we continue mowing the grass?" Zhili asked tremblingly, looking at the master who kept taking deep breaths.
Yang Qian smacked his mouth, and the sinful sickle once again stretched out the overgrown leeks.
"You tell the kitchen later, sir, I want dumplings stuffed with chives for lunch, and put more meat in them!"
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Ten, twenty, thirty, forty leek dumplings were all swept into Mr. Yang's belly under Zhili's direct gaze.
If it weren't for the expression and gaze of Zhili, a pretty little book boy, that affected his appetite too much, Yang Qian believed that he would have no problem even if he had twenty more.
Patting his eighty percent full belly, Yang Qian did not forget the purpose of imitating the ancient Shennong in tasting herbs, and tasted them carefully.
"Not bad, this leek has a stronger flavor. Although it is taller, it is still very fresh...
Don't keep staring at me to see if it's okay. Hurry up and eat yours. Look at you, such a big person, your appetite is worse than that of a cat."
Yang Qian was disgusted and urged Zhili, who was chewing so slowly that he hadn't even finished ten dumplings.
"The little one really can't eat anymore, his stomach is very bloated..." Zhili himself was also very desperate, what the hell is this young master doing?
In the past, it ate worse than a cat, but now it eats more fiercely than a pig.
Although I was trying hard to learn from the young master, I really couldn't accept such an overly strong contrast.