The alarm bell rang on the bedside, breaking the morning tranquility.
Then a jade arm stretched out from the quilt, and then held it down, and the sound stopped instantly.
Ran Qiuye retracted his arms back to the quilt, then raised his head and looked outside. There was a circle of white patterns on the lower edge of the window.
Since November, it has been getting colder and colder.
It's not yet December yet, and it's even more freezing time.
Yesterday, the sky was overcast and it felt like it was going to change. Fortunately, it didn't snow during the day when people were busy.
This was brewing all night and finally came to an end.
In such weather, it is very difficult to walk outside, and no one likes this weather.
"Sleep a little longer."
Yang Xiaotao's voice came, and they continued to sleep together.
"Wake up, it's snowing, and it's a little cold in the house."
Ran Qiuye pushed away Yang Xiaotao's extended hand.
They are both an old couple and have three children, but they are still neither shy nor angry when they are together.
Just like now, on such a cold night, who doesn't wear clothes to sleep?
But they...
It’s all my fault for not holding on!
However, it feels warm when the two of them are close together!
"Is it snowing?"
Seeing that he couldn't succeed, Yang Xiaotao opened his eyes and began to feast his eyes on it.
Ran Qiuye didn't mind either, sat up from the quilt, and started to get dressed.
"It looks very cold this year. It's just the twelfth lunar month."
Yang Xiaotao yawned, "If it's cold, prepare more coal. I'll go talk to Uncle Dashan later. This year will be the same as last year."
"Well, buy more coal, you won't be able to save enough."
Ran Qiuye was also talking at the side.
"By the way, how are the greenhouses in the village?"
"It's good. The herbs inside have been taken out of the shed."
"By the way, the village specially built two new sheds before winter, and the leeks grown in them are probably edible now!"
After hearing this, Yang Xiaotao thought of the medicinal herbs.
Because hailstorms hit the northwest, herb production was reduced, so Yangjiazhuang had no choice but to plant herbs again in the greenhouse.
Fortunately, the demand for oral liquids is decreasing now, and what's in stock, plus what's in greenhouses, should be enough for pharmaceutical factories to last until next year.
Yang Xiaotao estimated that according to the current epidemic situation, it will take at least the next year to return to normalcy.
In other words, pharmaceutical companies have still made some money in the past two years.
As for the future, it's hard to say.
Of course, as long as the water flows slowly, this disease will not disappear.
What's more, the health products now launched by pharmaceutical manufacturers have begun to become popular and are expected to reach the peak of sales next year. What will happen next depends on the international market.
Of course, within the next three years, profitable behavior of pharmaceutical factories can be ensured.
It can earn a lot of foreign exchange for the country.
As for the future, it depends on the Institute of Biochemistry.
If we do it quickly, the results may be produced within two years, and the pharmaceutical factory will take off!
Thinking in his mind, Yang Xiaotao did not delay getting up.
On the other side, Ran Qiuye has already dressed.
Over the years, Yang Xiaotao has redeemed a lot of thermal underwear from the system.
Adults, children and the elderly all wear a lot of clothes.
Anyway, if you wear it underneath, no one else will know.
Besides, it’s not like this thing doesn’t exist.
It's just hard to get.
After getting dressed and folding the quilt, Yang Xiaotao went outside to boil water.
In the yard, Wangcai's family was lying in their nest taking a nap. Snowflakes were falling all around, and there was a layer of white dots on the ground.
"If it's this cold, the ground will freeze!"
Yang Xiaotao said, and Ran Qiuye answered with a broom, "It's getting cold a bit early this year!"
Yang Xiaotao reached out to catch the falling snowflakes and nodded.
"It's almost six or seven years, and it's getting a bit cold!"
Ran Qiuye did not understand the meaning of Yang Xiaotao's words, and only thought that Yang Xiaotao said that the weather would get cooler.
After cleaning up the snow foam at the door, Ran Qiuye went back to the house to cook.
Yang Xiaotao looked up at the sun in the sky.
Who would have thought that the fiery red sun would sometimes be obscured by dark clouds!
After returning to the house, I took out the little ones who were lying on the bed, and put on their clothes one by one with sleepy eyes.
Dragon Boat Festival even pouted and kept asking what day it was today.
Why Monday and not Sunday…
What he responded to was a heavy dose of fatherly love.
After breakfast, Yang Xiaotao drove the three Dragon Boat Festival brothers to the nursery.
Ran Qiuye took Miao Miao and rushed to the countryside.
Yang Xiaotao wanted to see them off. After all, it was difficult to walk on the road in this weather.
Ran Qiuye shook his head to reassure Yang Xiaotao.
Besides, there was Cuiping and Yan Fugui on the way, so nothing happened.
Yang Xiaotao had no choice but to listen to Ran Qiuye!
After leaving the three Dragon Boat Festival brothers, Yang Xiaotao did not go directly to the machinery factory, but instead went to the lumber factory.
Yesterday, Zhou Shenghong sent news that the agarwood he was looking for had been found, and he was asked to go and get it at any time.
Yang Xiaotao felt that if he made it earlier, he could send it out sooner.
As for what to do, Yang Xiaotao also had an idea in his mind.
Just be a little gourd. Who let Alphaat listen to all the gourd babies in the hospital bed?
The car stopped at the lumber factory, and the security officer guarding the gate immediately ran back to report.
Before Yang Xiaotao could walk in, Zhou Shenghong ran out, "Mr. Yang, why are you here alone?"
Yang Xiaotao asked in confusion, "What's wrong? I can't take it by myself?"
"That's not true. I found a lot of good materials this time. In addition to agarwood, there is also a piece of golden nanmu, a piece of walnut, and a piece of lightning wood!"
Yang Xiaotao asked in surprise as he walked, "Where the hell did you get so many things?"
"When lightning struck a tree, you didn't demolish a temple, did you?"
Zhou Shenghong really nodded after hearing this, "Don't tell me, this was really demolished from the temple. It's just that we didn't demolish it!"
Yang Xiaotao paused after hearing this, and then continued walking forward.
There are some things that you just need to know, but there is no way to delve into them.
While talking, the two came to a row of bungalows, which was the office area of the lumber factory.
As for why there is no office building, Zhou Shenghong doesn't want to explain.
"Mr. Yang, this way!"
After entering the factory director's office, Zhou Shenghong opened a small door inside and walked in first.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Instantly, the room smelled of wood.
Yang Xiaotao looked around and saw that the room was only about ten square meters, but there were dozens of pieces of wood neatly arranged.
Some are big and some are small, some are long and some are short, and there are also some unknown woods.
"Mr. Yang, this piece is agarwood!"
Zhou Shenghong brought over a piece of wood the size of a washbasin. As soon as he got close to it, there was a faint fragrance.
Yang Xiaotao took it and it was quite heavy.
"This piece of material is old, but the aroma has not diminished. You can go back and polish off the outer layer and use the inside..."
Zhou Shenghong said, picking up another piece of palm-sized black wood, "Mr. Yang, this is the piece of lightning-struck wood!"
He said that he was going to hand it to Yang Xiaotao.
At this time, Xiaowei, who had been sleeping on her chest because of the cold weather and lack of sun, was like a cat that smelled a fishy smell and immediately wanted to run out of her pocket.
Sensing that something was wrong, Yang Xiaotao immediately reached out and covered his chest.
"Master, I feel a powerful life energy."
"Master, it's this piece of wood!"
Xiaowei's voice appeared in his mind. Fortunately, this guy knew that there was an outsider and didn't say anything.
"Life energy?"
Yang Xiaotao immediately looked at the dark wood in front of him, as dark as coal.
"Yes, there is a lot of life energy in it."
"Master, I want it, I want it!"
Ran Qiuye's whining sound came, causing Yang Xiaotao to almost drop the agarwood in his hand.
"Stop talking!"
Scolding in his heart, Yang Xiaotao calmly took the dark wood.
Lightning strikes wood!
Instantly, I felt a warm feeling in my hand, and the texture on the outer layer of the wood subsided. I thought it was flat, but unexpectedly it actually had layers.
The key is that it is very hard.
"Mr. Yang, this lightning-struck wood should be a piece of pine wood."
"After being struck by lightning, the inside was ignited by electric current and then burned rapidly."
"This piece should be the part connected to the roots of the tree. I don't know why it was not burned through, so it became this lightning-struck wood!"
Zhou Shenghong talked eloquently and looked very understanding.
Xiaowei's constant whining sounds came from Yang Xiaotao's mind, but due to the majesty of Yang Xiaotao's master, he never dared to speak.
"Mr. Yang, this thing is said to be able to ward off evil spirits."
"Although we don't believe it, there is nothing wrong with being prepared."
"So evil?"
Yang Xiaotao weighed the black wood and asked in disbelief. Zhou Shenghong nodded immediately, "Mr. Yang, don't believe it. There are some things passed down by our ancestors that make some sense!"
"Just like this piece of wood, why aren't other trees struck by lightning? But it was struck by lightning?"
"There's a reason for that!"
"Let me tell you, this is because the trees have to become spirits and survive the tribulation. As long as they survive, it will be amazing..."
Zhou Shenghong spat and spoke with Xingzi, as if he was telling a fantasy story.
But Yang Xiaotao has a fantasy product in his chest, and he is still screaming at this moment!
Yang Xiaotao is also very interested in these gods and ghosts.
It's like sitting next to my grandma on a rainy day when I was a kid, listening to stories.
So, Zhou Shenghong became more and more enthusiastic as he talked. Yang Xiaotao played with the lightning strike wood in his hand and shook it twice very smoothly.
I don’t know if it’s hard or not!
"So, is it because the tree became a spirit and failed to survive the catastrophe?"
"And then it became this black piece of wood?"
"Yes, yes, I guess this should be the heart of the pine tree..."
"You guys know a lot!"
Hearing Yang Xiaotao's joke, Zhou Shenghong smiled proudly, "I heard this from the elders!"
"But I don't tell most people!"
Yang Xiaotao raised his eyebrows after hearing this, "Then it seems that I am no longer an ordinary person!"
"Of course, you are no ordinary person. You are the literary star in the sky. You are so powerful!"
"I still have Wude Xingjun!"
Zhou Shenghong immediately said after hearing this, "Yes, yes, you are both civil and military. You have both Wenquxing and Wuquxing."
Yang Xiaotao picked up the two pieces of wood, then looked around again, "Stop talking nonsense, help me pull the car up!"
"Okay, it's already been prepared!"
As he spoke, Zhou Shenghong took out a large sack from the corner and started filling it from scratch.
Yang Xiaotao didn't recognize the wood either, but he made a profit from the two pieces he had, and kept the others for future use.
The two of them collected two large bags and then walked to the car.
"Mr. Yang, you can do it yourself. If you want to find a master, I know one."
"This lightning struck wood, the thunder patterns inside cannot be destroyed..."
Before leaving, Zhou Shenghong still warned her, and Yang Xiaotao listened to her heart, then took out a string of stars from the back seat and threw it directly.
"Take it home and smoke it slowly. I'm going to the machine shop first! If anything happens, I'll see you again."
"Okay, please slow down, the road is difficult!"
"It's okay, let's go!"
After saying that, Yang Xiaotao drove away from the lumber factory with snowflakes on his head.
