Chapter 109 The magician village [19] has been realized, have you seen it?
Liang Xuzhi came to pick up Wen Yingxue.
The rules in the village are strict. Outsiders must live in the guest house, while villagers live in their own homes.
Wen Yingxue stayed at the guest house last night, but she came back late and just went downstairs later than Mo Qing and the others, so she didn't meet them head-on.
"I'll leave the live broadcast to you." Liang Xuzhi greeted the people who were eating.
Those people hurriedly said polite words.
After that, we talked about the live broadcast process. Several people accompanied Liang Xuzhi and Wen Yingxue into the house.
From beginning to end, Liang Xuzhi and Wen Yingxue didn't even look this way.
Of course, if he really recognized Mo Qing, he might be in trouble.
——This is their territory.
Goblin was not afraid at all. Instead, he was in a leisurely mood to gossip and joked with Jiang Ke: "Brothers, we are both artistic. How can someone named Liang be so cheap compared to you?"
Mo Qing took a bite of the fried dough stick and said nothing.
She knew better than anyone the reason for Jiang Ke's outfit.
Jiang Ke didn't say anything either.
——He is really not inferior to Liang Xuzhi in every aspect.
"Mo Qing, I forgot to ask you yesterday," Goblin thought of something and looked at Mo Qing with a little hesitation, "I remember that you beat Liang Xuzhi, and you have formed a relationship with them.
We’re going to run into—”
"Huh?" Mo Qing waited for him to finish.
Goblin had a strong sense of crisis and whispered: "What if he invites people in his village to murder us?"
"He should be afraid that I will cause trouble during the live broadcast." Mo Qing said nonchalantly.
It's hard to say what Wen Yingxue is.
But after Liang Xuzhi was beaten last time, the psychological shadow that was created on her should not be small.
"...too." Goblin could not refute.
He took a sip of the porridge, then stuffed a small steamed bun into his mouth, and said enthusiastically: "Speaking of which, I did a search last night, and I feel like things are going to change in the Miracle Doctor Village."
Jiang Ke and Mo Qing both glanced at him.
Goblin said: "Liang Xuzhi advocated making the name of the Miracle Doctor Village better and strengthening the communication between the Miracle Doctor Village and the outside world, so that the resources of the Miracle Doctor Village can be widely used."
Mo Qing raised his eyelids: "Isn't the Miracle Doctor Village still strictly restricting contact with the outside world?"
Otherwise, it would not be so difficult for them to enter a village.
I finally managed to escape from the form of regular visits to the Eighth Base. I never thought that I would inevitably end up writing the form even if I came to this wilderness.
"I heard that the old village chief is going to be..." Goblin glared and stuck out his tongue, and then continued, "He seems to be a popular candidate to be the next village chief of the Miracle Doctor Village."
"Oh, is the middle class dead?" Mo Qing asked sincerely.
"..."
Goblin felt Mo Qing's deep malice toward Liang Xuzhi.
"I don't know about that." Goblin ate another steamed dumpling, "Anyway, it's said so on the Internet, and his voice is quite high. And that Wen Yingxue..."
Goblin raised the bowl and took a sip of porridge: "When it comes to the modeling competition, you crushed her in the limelight. Just this week, she will become Liang Xuzhi's teacher and become the first special case of the Miracle Doctor Village in history.
The popularity started immediately. I went to several platforms to take a look, but everyone who mentioned her was talking about her."
At this point, Goblin squinted at Mo Qing again and said with a smile: "I also saw the mention of you. I don't know who publicized the fact that you set fire to the school and was expelled, and didn't tell the cause and effect. Your name
The sonar plummeted."
Mo Qing didn't like reading gossip on the Internet, but he could roughly understand what Goblin said.
A hundred years ago, the public opinion and gossip sections were all about the same things.
She was tired of it.
Suddenly, from the direction of the pavilion facing the mountain, a careless voice came: "I asked you three, what are you doing here?"
The three of them looked sideways.
At first glance, I didn't see anyone. When I looked down, I realized that the pavilion was two meters high. Below it was a piece of land where several medicinal materials were planted.
Gu Wanwan was wearing a torn coat and high rain boots, with a hoe on his shoulder. Except that he looked like a pretty boy, his overall appearance was the same as that of a simple farmer.
Goblin didn't like him and frowned: "Why are you everywhere?"
"It's my turn to say this."
Putting down the hoe, Gu Wanwan tried to carry it away, but found it too heavy, so he threw the hoe onto the field ridge, clapped his hands, and walked up the path.
Covered in water and mud, he walked into the pavilion and sat down on the only stone bench.
"Just stay away, you're covered in mud." Goblin said in disgust.
Gu Wanwan looked at him mockingly: "Do you think you are the young master?"
"..."
Goblin's expression stiffened.
Gu Wanwan then looked at Mo Qing: "What's the story about beating Liang Xuzhi?"
"Want to hear it?" Jiang Ke asked.
Jiang Ke was holding a cup of soy milk in his hand, but his posture was elegant and calm, just like holding a teacup, and he had an indescribable calm temperament about him.
Gu Wanwan's eyes narrowed.
Jiang Ke said: "Let us meet the village chief."
"It's a beautiful thought."
Gu Wanwan sneered, stood up, turned around, leaned forward slightly, and put his hand on the stone table.
He glanced at the three of them one by one. After a while, he narrowed his narrow eyes and tapped his fingers on the table: "The village chief is at home today. If you have the ability, you can find it yourself."
After saying that, Gu Wanwan straightened up again, stuffed a stick of medicinal material into his mouth, held it in his mouth, then swayed away with his hands behind his back.
There were muddy footprints all over the ground.
"Wait." Mo Qing suddenly called him.
Gu Wanwan paused and turned around.
Mo Qing's eyes fell on the medicinal field, and then looked at Gu Wanwan: "Did you grow these medicinal materials?"
Gu Wanwan held the medicinal materials in her mouth and was silent for a moment. There was some provocation in her cynical eyes: "Is there a problem?"
"The planting is good." Mo Qing commented lightly.
"..."
Gu Wanwan had an expression on his face that said, "I want you to tell me."
He said "嘷" and left.
When Gu Wanwan left, Goblin couldn't hold back his anger and asked Mo Qing: "What happened to these medicinal materials?"
Mo Qing was confused: "Didn't I tell you?"
Goblin was confused: "What did you say?"
Jiang Ke put down the soy milk and said, "It's a good planting."
"ha?"
Goblin did not react.
"They are all rare medicinal materials." Jiang Ke explained, "If it can be called 'rare', it proves that it is difficult to survive, difficult to cultivate, and cannot be mass-produced. This medicinal field..."
Jiang Ke's eyes paused on the medicine field and estimated: "It's priceless."
"..."
Goblin was shocked.
Good guy.
The co-author is a wealthy man wearing a shabby coat?
"I'm still wondering why he lives in the guest house. Is it to take care of this medicine field?" Goblin looked surprised.
"No." Jiang Ke said, "He lives in the guest house because he is an outsider from the village."
"Outside the village?" Goblin was startled, "Then he checked on us last night..."
Jiang Ke said quietly: "You may have become familiar with the people in the village after staying for too long."
"……oh."
After thinking about it, Goblin felt it was normal.
Since the Divine Doctor Village attaches great importance to the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine and cultivates medicinal materials as its main business, it must attach great importance to the cultivation of medicinal materials.
If Gu Wanwan really has the ability to grow medicinal materials, it would be normal for him to stay in the Miracle Doctor Village for such a long time.
…
The three of them had breakfast in the pavilion.
"They didn't say we can't wander around." Goblin began to help the two of them plan the day's itinerary, "What should we do next?"
Mo Qing said: "You are here to guard Xia Yuliang."
"What about you?" Goblin was a little surprised that he was arranged in this way.
"Go to the village chief."
"No..." Goblin took a breath, "With Xia Yuliang's form, is there any need to guard her? Besides," he looked at Jiang Ke, "isn't Xia Yuliang in your hands?"
Jiang Ke was very happy: "I can give it to you."
Goblin was furious: "I don't want it."
"Then it's up to you." Mo Qing said leisurely.
"Aren't we the same person?" Goblin was puzzled.
Mo Qing's expression remained unchanged: "The mission is accomplished, we both are going to take care of our own business."
She was willing to accompany Goblin on this trip just for the temptation of the "Village of Miracle Doctors".
Goblin seemed to know something that happened a hundred years ago, so there was nothing wrong with bringing Goblin with him.
The problem is——
Goblin is too arrogant.
Goblin: "..." He was a little hurt.
His cell phone rang.
The call was from Peng Ren. As soon as he answered the call, without pressing the speakerphone, everyone heard Peng Ren's voice clearly: "Ge Ge, do you want to eat chicken?"
Goblin was puzzled: "Aren't you going to work?"
"Our Mr. Jiang is on a business trip. My brother thinks that I am in the way of the company, so he asked me to stay at home to rest."
"...Oh." Goblin didn't know that the "Master Jiang" Peng Ren was talking about was beside him, "Do you know that Master Jiang will not deduct your salary?"
"He won't know." Peng Ren felt reassured.
"Okay, I'll come right away."
Goblin, who was abandoned by Mo Qing and Mo Qing, decided to throw himself into the strong arms of his gay friend.
As for Mr. Jiang, he was very calm when he saw his subordinates skipping work right in front of his eyes, and his eyelids didn't even twitch.
*
When Mo Qing and the others returned to the guest house, Liang Xuzhi and the staff found an empty room on the first floor to talk, but never had the chance.
Although he didn't avoid Liang Xuzhi deliberately, he might have encountered some trouble. Mo Qing's mind was not on Liang Xuzhi and Wen Yingxue right now, so he didn't want to be disturbed by them.
"Hey, you two."
When the two of them walked out of the guest house, the girl at the front desk suddenly stopped them.
The two stopped and turned around.
"You are the ones who came to deliver Xia Yuliang's ashes, right?" the girl at the front desk said, "Logically speaking, she was expelled from the Miracle Doctor Village, and the village should not accept her ashes."
After a slight pause, the girl at the front desk continued: "But she was raised by the village chief. This matter has to be decided by the village chief. The village chief will be very busy recently, so you may have to stay in the village for a few days."
Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "Xia Yuliang was expelled from the Miracle Doctor Village?"
"Don't you know?" The girl at the front desk was stunned for a moment and then understood, "No wonder you sent her back."
"Wait a moment."
The girl at the front desk said something to them, then bent down, searched around under the front desk, found a box of snacks, then turned around and picked up a bottle of Erguotou on the shelf.
"If you are very free, you can take this snack and Erguotou to the home of a man named Zhang San in the village." The girl at the front desk said, "He has a good relationship with Xia Yuliang."
"good."
Mo Qing took the things away without thinking.
The girl at the front desk was shocked by her rude attitude, and then smiled: "Thank you for sending Xia Yuliang back."
"Um?"
"We young people all admire her."
The girl at the front desk rolled her eyes and stopped talking.
Mo Qing and Jiang Ke looked at each other and left the guest house tacitly.
"What now?" Mo Qing raised the dim sum and Erguotou in his hand.
She and Jiang Ke went out to find the village chief.
As a result, the few words from the girl at the front desk made Mo Qing change his mind.
Jiang Ke glanced at her.
When I took the things, I was cheerful and made it clear that I had made up my mind. Now I know how to ask him.
Jiang Ke teased: "Didn't you take them all?"
Mo Qing nodded and said, "Then I'll see the village chief this afternoon."
Jiang Ke was speechless for a moment.
…
As two outsiders, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke had an eye-catching image. As they walked along the road to the village, they attracted a lot of looking eyes.
The sky is still gray, with different shades of gray, and lumps in it, like ink smearing across an inch of rice paper.
The cool wind carries the freshness of the mountains after the rain.
Mo Qing looked at the surrounding scenery and said, "This village is quite unique."
It's like a paradise here.
Along the way here, I have seen many villages. The buildings are in a mess, without any order, and the traffic is difficult to describe.
But it's completely different here.
Most of the houses are built beside the road, and a few houses located elsewhere have also been built on roads. Although the buildings are not exactly the same, they generally have the same style and taste.
Moreover, the land distribution of each household is very even, and there is a medium-sized yard outside the house, all of which are used to grow medicinal materials, and each variety is more valuable than the last.
As for the fields, a very small number of them are used to grow fruits and vegetables, and most of them are used to grow medicinal materials. The areas are divided into unified areas, not one in the east or one in the west.
"At the beginning of the establishment of the village, we should have found someone to do the planning." Jiang Ke said, "It's very far-sighted."
Mo Qing sighed: "If you stay in a village like this, you will definitely live a long life."
"..."
Jiang Ke suddenly stopped talking.
Mo Qing felt strange and turned his head to look at Jiang Ke, and then saw Jiang Ke's faintly looking eyes.
"I call this adventure, not longevity." Mo Qing started to care about it for some reason, "Nineteen years old, do you understand?"
"Nineteen-year-old ancestor."
Jiang Ke's expression suddenly became a little playful.
He continued: "Fortunately, after a hundred years, everyone will have gone. If it had been one or twenty years earlier, I'm afraid many people would be chasing you and calling you grandma."
"...Shut up."
Mo Qingguang's scalp went numb just thinking about this.
She couldn't bear it when Min Chenghuai followed her and called her "aunt".
Jiang Ke smiled.
He rarely smiles, and most of the time he has to keep his mask on because of his identity. Occasionally, he smiles when he takes off his mask, which is a bit fake.
This time it's true.
The flash of smile was caught by Mo Qing, and the sullenness just now was swept away.
At this time, a villager who was picking medicinal materials passed by. Seeing what Mo Qing was holding, he suddenly asked them: "Are you going to Zhang San's house?"
"Um."
Mo Qing noticed the look in his eyes and responded calmly.
"His family lives far away." The villager said, "You keep walking along this road for a kilometer or two. When you see a sea of flowers, you can see his family."
Mo Qing nodded: "Thank you."
The villagers asked again: "Are you also here to ask him how to plant?"
Mo Qing was confused for a moment and did not reply.
However, the villagers just thought she was embarrassed, laughed, waved their hands, and left with the pole.
Mo Qing and Jiang Ke looked at each other in silence.
They actually understood it.
Although Zhang San's name is very perfunctory, his ability to grow medicinal materials seems to be very perfunctory.
It's probably quite famous.
The two were interrupted by a villager, so they naturally changed the subject and started talking about the village's income from "selling medicinal materials."
Mo Qing was not familiar with the current market, but after Jiang Keyi's analysis and rough estimation, Mo Qing realized that the people in this village were rich people with free wealth.
The road becomes more and more eccentric.
When they passed a corner, Mo Qing said: "This Sanke is really good at finding places——"
Her voice stopped suddenly.
The corner is halfway up the mountain. Looking around, I can see that the open space along the road is full of flowers, red, green, purple, and colorful, spreading continuously to the other side of the mountain.
These flowers are all medicinal materials.
The wind carries the fragrance, neither strong nor light, just the right amount. When the wind blows, the sea of flowers is like waves, rolling one after another.
Suddenly, Mo Qing thought of something——
——"What do you want to do when this is all over?"
——"Live in seclusion and bring them with you to the well. Plant some medicinal materials every year to make money and look beautiful."
--"good."
——"The dream is quite beautiful."
——"It will happen."
At the same time, countless design drawings suddenly flashed in Jiang Ke's mind, one scene after another, very much like the planning of this village along the road.
Another wave of pain hit my head.
He looked at the sea of flowers and murmured in a low voice: "Did you see it?"
