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Chapter 212 Feng Wen's Intention

Before Zhou Huayang left, he did not forget to say, "Remember... go to Tutu Temple to fulfill your vows."

There is no other way. For the sake of incense and incense in the land temple, this method is not shabby.

Now, the power of the incense in his divine decree has barely reached 300 points. After all, every once in a while, he has to use it to provide good weather and nourish the villagers' crops.

If Zhou Huayang doesn't work hard, let alone improve the power of incense, he may end up making ends meet.

Therefore, these days, he always takes the time to visit Lingyuan Ce and fulfill the villagers' wishes.

The incense offering at Tutu Temple has become much more stable. On every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, thirty or forty people go to offer incense.

Just after returning home, Li He was half-dead, walked in from the outside, and sat down in front of Zhou Huayang, drinking water in big gulps, "I'm so exhausted."

"Zheng Xiang is not doing special training. He is deliberately taking revenge on me." Li He panted.

Early in the morning, he was pulled up by Zheng Xiang and went to Xishan for special training, such as running around the mountain, walking on horseback, etc. Now he felt like his whole body was falling apart.

Such days have lasted for two days.

"You usually spend a lot of time and alcohol, but your body is very weak. The intensity of this special training is not even one-tenth of the normal level. When I was ten years old, the training intensity was much higher than this."

Zheng Xiang walked in slowly.

"Ten years old? No wonder you are tall..." Li He looked up and down and noticed that Zheng Xiang's eyes were cold. He immediately smiled and did not dare to continue.

"Rest for an hour, and we will start bow and arrow training later." Zheng Xiang said lightly.

"Huayang, can I regret it?" Li He thumped his chest. Why did he want to learn archery from Zheng Xiang... was it because the young model was not good, or was it because the club was not comfortable?

"No." Zhou Huayang rolled his eyes at him. Many people cried and begged to practice martial arts, but they never had the chance.

The current high-intensity training is also to lay the foundation for him, and there are many rare medicinal materials to temper his body.

In just these two days, Zhou Huayang gave him more than a dozen precious medicinal herbs and helped him quickly absorb the effects.

Otherwise, he would be in bed and unable to get out of bed early the next day.

After resting for a while, Li He was almost dragged away by Zheng Xiang, preparing for the next stage of training.

In front of my house, two large trucks slowly stopped.

"Huayang, someone is looking for you." The villager responsible for leading the way called at the door.

Apart from the driver, there were also a man and a woman who got off the truck. They didn't seem to care. They glanced at each other and then turned away with a cold snort.

It was Feng Wen and Wang Yu who were delivering wood and saplings today, and specially followed the car to Zhou Huayang's house.

"Boss Wang, Boss Feng." Zhou Huayang walked out.

"Master Zhou, just call me Feng Wen."

The two of them kept their posture very low, secretly glancing at the earthen wall of the yard.

It was somewhat different from what they imagined before they came, that Zhou Huayang lived a leisurely and comfortable life in Nanshan.

"Why are you here? I have some materials. There is no need to trouble you two to come here in person." Zhou Huayang was a little surprised and called Xu Qing and asked him to find someone to help unload the goods.

"I should, I should... I just happened to come over and visit Master Zhou."

Ah Da and Ah Er came back from wandering around somewhere. They were all dirty and they were wagging their tails affectionately at Zhou Huayang.

The two men's increasingly powerful bodies exuded a fierceness, which really frightened Feng Wen and the others.

"Get in, I'll take care of you later." Zhou Huayang glared at them.

"Woof woof..." Ah Da and Ah Er slipped into the yard and stayed in the corner, looking aggrieved and innocent.

The two followed him into the courtyard.

Li He was doing bow and arrow training and kept holding the bow. There was a weight weighing three or four kilograms hanging on the bow. If it was slightly tilted, the whip in Zheng Xiang's hand was raised, and there was a burst of howling like ghosts and wolves.

Feng Wen and Wang Yu looked at each other.

Zhou Huayang welcomed the two people into the hall.

The two of them each presented a list of the best woods they had collected, including rosewood, ebony, rosewood and other woods, which are the best wood carving materials.

Of course, in their words, the two did not forget to belittle each other and praise their own materials, intentionally or unintentionally.

"In addition, small-leaf red sandalwood, golden sandalwood, ebony and other saplings are guaranteed to be shipped from the most authentic origin. There are a total of six kinds of precious saplings, one hundred each... Of course, Master Zhou, you need more

If so, I can arrange it as soon as possible."

Feng Wen said respectfully that the above-mentioned wood is expensive, and the best ones can even be priced by the gram. In comparison, saplings are worthless. He contacted channels to buy the most authentic saplings, and the most expensive ones only cost a few hundred yuan.

One.

"Yeah." Zhou Huayang nodded.

"Master Zhou, do you want to plant it yourself?" Wang Yu asked tentatively.

"Well, there is a large open space in Xishan, which is perfect for planting these saplings."

Zhou Huayang didn't hide anything.

"But... it will take fifty or even hundreds of years for these saplings to become useful. The small-leaf red sandalwood has a cycle of five years and takes eight hundred years to become useful..." Feng Wenshan said.

This is also the reason why saplings are cheap and the growth time is too slow.

"I know." Zhou Huayang nodded without any intention of explaining to the other party.

It was difficult for the two of them to continue asking questions.

Then he talked about the works that Zhou Huayang had carved in the wood carving market.

"Two days later, there will be an international wood carving exhibition at the Shangjing International Convention and Exhibition Center. Tang Congyi decided to put the work of 'Children Playing with Pigs' that you donated to the exhibition. Because of time constraints, he has already gone to Shangjing."

"Of course, if you don't agree, I will convey your intention to him in time."

Feng Wen asked tentatively, then changed the topic, "Of course, we have also prepared tickets. Why don't we go to the exhibition together, when domestic and foreign woodcarving masters will gather together. I think you will be happy to communicate with those seniors."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Huayang shook his head and said, "The wood carving was given to him as a child. He can do whatever he wants with it. Just participate in the exhibition. I don't have time."

I still have to run to Beijing, but I am too lazy to go.

"You really don't want to go?" Feng Wen was greatly disappointed.

After Zhou Huayang said this, he did not dare to continue to dissuade him for fear that the other party would be unhappy.

The two looked at each other, but stopped talking, as if they had other ideas.

Finally, Wang Yu asked tentatively, "Master Zhou, we would like to acquire some of your works."

"It doesn't need to be too good, just the work that I usually practice on." Feng Wen quickly added, "The price is guaranteed to satisfy you."

Zhou Huayang thought for a moment, and whenever he had free time these days, he would practice the Xuanyuan Sensing Magic. He had a lot of works, but they were all taken away by this little bastard, Fatty, and he didn't care.

"Okay, wait for me." Zhou Huayang got up and went back to the house.

"Hmph." Master, what are you doing?

Fatty'er suddenly became anxious when he saw that Zhou Huayang had taken out most of the small round eagle from its nest.

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