Naturally understand the literal meaning of Hua Fan.
But the question is, isn’t Hua Fan only for big guys?
You must know that Huafan's cultivation has reached a certain bottleneck. This bottleneck cannot be broken through through practice, but requires the help of insights to find a breakthrough.
So, I met some people on the road.
If you are a sweeper, a blind man, or an old beggar, be careful. This kind of person may be a big boss.
And what about Dani?
If he remembered correctly, he had just entered the golden elixir stage.
Is this state about to become mortal?
This level of performance dropped a lot in one fell swoop.
etc.
It seems that Dani can't follow ordinary people's routines.
After all, this is the Lord with a halo.
Even if you are seriously injured, you can understand the way of life and death, so what does it mean to become a mortal?
Although he thought so, the corners of Bu Fan's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.
He should pay more attention to Han Gang's news in the future.
Compared with Dani.
Han was operating normally in the world of immortality just now, which always made people feel safe.
…
Due to the bumper harvest of fish farming in the rice fields, during this period, in order to thank him, villagers often sent fish to their homes, often in buckets.
Bu Fan wanted to refuse, but he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the villagers. Even if he said he couldn't finish it, the villagers would say they would dry the fish if they couldn't finish it.
There was no other way, Bu Fan had no choice but to accept these fish.
Fortunately, it is autumn now and the weather is dry and cool, making it the best season for drying fish.
Bu Fan worked hard for two days before finishing the fish sent by the villagers.
In addition, Zhou Mingzhu came over to help him pickle the fish.
"Village chief, did you tell Fang Zhixian that this recipe for raising fish in rice fields was my idea?" Zhou Mingzhu hung the strips on the bamboo pole and looked at Bu Fan aside.
"The county magistrate is looking for you?" Bu Fan said with a smile.
"Yes, he asked me if I could popularize the method of raising fish in rice fields. He also said that he would report it to the court and give me a reward." Zhou Mingzhu shrugged.
"Then you agreed?" Bu Fan asked again.
"Of course, raising fish in rice fields is not a technical job, and once it is done, it will be good for me and the county magistrate.
In the future, if the county magistrate is really promoted because of this matter, he still owes me a big favor!" Zhou Mingzhu's eyes lit up.
"This is a good thing!" Bu Fan smiled.
"However, if this rice field fish farming can be successful, you, the village chief, are indispensable. I asked the county magistrate to mention your name. Am I very loyal?" Zhou Mingzhu said with a smile.
"Then I still want to thank you!"
Bu Fan smiled, he was not interested in whether he was nominated or not.
"Master, Master!"
But at this moment, little Lu Ren happily ran in carrying a small bucket.
"See what I caught?"
Xiao Luren handed the small bucket to Bu Fan.
Bu Fan looked at the bucket curiously, and there was a red and white fish in it. The red and white stripes on the fish's body were clear, and it looked like a painting in the water.
"Hey, this is a red carp, but this pattern is not common!" Zhou Mingzhu said with interest.
"How does that taste?" Bu Fan asked subconsciously.
Zhou Mingzhu: "..."
"No, Master, let's not eat it, okay? I want to raise Xiaohong!" Xiao Luren protected the bucket, fearing that the red carp would be boiled.
"Ahem, village chief, this is a red koi. Although wild koi tastes delicious, the spots on this koi are quite beautiful.
If you put it in front..."
Zhou Mingzhu realized something and suddenly changed the subject:
"Carp represents wealth and good luck. Generally speaking, those who are rich and powerful will be willing to spend a lot of money to buy and raise koi carps that look good like this."
Bu Fan glanced at little Lu Ren who was shaking his little head, smiled and reached out to touch little Lu Ren's little head.
"I just asked, but I didn't want to eat it! But we don't have room to keep this fish!"
"Master, we can keep them in the well!" Xiao Luren said with a wink.
"well?"
Bu Fan frowned, but when he saw little Lu Ren's expectant eyes, he sighed, "Okay!"
"Thank you, Master!"
Little Luren happily hugged the small bucket and ran to the well nearby.
"Xiao Luren, you are so caring, maybe this koi will come and marry you in a thousand years?"
Zhou Mingzhu also went to take a look and joked with a smile.
Bu Fan shook his head.
Take out the marinated fish from the wooden barrel and hang it on the bamboo pole.
Let’s not mention that little Lu Ren’s surname is not Xu, but whether this golden fish will become a spirit after a thousand years is a question.
The days that followed.
The air in Nomo Village is filled with a fishy smell. Many villagers do not sell all the fish, but keep some fish to be dried.
Every time when little Luren came back from private school, the first thing he did was lie down by the well and watch the fish, and sometimes he would bring a group of friends with him.
…
The other end.
In a garden in Beijing.
A young man wearing a golden dragon robe is playing chess with a thin old man.
"I haven't seen you for a few years, but His Highness's chess skills are getting better and better!"
The thin old man stroked his goatee and smiled kindly.
"The sage is ridiculously praised!"
Although Cao Huaixin was the emperor of the Wei Dynasty, he seemed extremely cautious in front of the old man.
At this time, an old eunuch walked over cautiously.
After whispering a few words in the young man's ear, he respectfully handed a secret letter to the young man.
Immediately afterwards, the old eunuch slowly backed away and left.
"Your Highness, it's important to deal with government affairs, so don't bother with me, an old man!" The old man chuckled.
"Thank you saint for your understanding!"
Cao Huaixin flipped through the secret letter and frowned, "Sage, you might as well read this letter."
"oh?"
The old man became somewhat interested and took the letter and read it.
"Well, raising fish in this rice field is a bit interesting!"
But when he saw the end, the old man couldn't help but said "Hey", "A hermit scholar?"
"Sage, do you think this hermit scholar is real or fake?"
Cao Huaixin knew that there were only a handful of great scholars in the Wei Dynasty, and these great scholars were in charge of the three major academies.
Now, a hermit scholar suddenly appeared and established an academy in a remote private school. This made him think too much.
"Whether it's true or not, you'll know when you meet her!" The old man stroked his beard, "It's time for me, an old man, to go out for a walk."
"This is impossible. This is just the speculation of a county magistrate. Whether it is true or false is not yet known. Even if he is really a great scholar, he is not worthy of your intervention as a saint!" Cao Huaixin was frightened.
"No problem, no problem. My old man has nothing to do. He just happened to go out for some activities and see the rice fields raising fish."