Tang Ming frowned, clapped his hands, and followed the Great Sage who was playing in the tree behind and immediately ran over and shook his tail at Tang Ming.

Notify everyone that you are working! Pull out all the weeds in this area.

After saying that, Tang Ming bowed and began to pull out the weeds.

However, it becomes a bit difficult for ordinary people to do simple jobs, but when they are in their hands.

The strength is too strong, and many wild grasses are too weak. If you slap them, the grass will break if the roots are not pulled up.

In desperation, Tang Ming had to go back and cut a few bamboo shovels, and like an old ox plowing the field, he inserted the bamboo into the soil and started pushing forward.

This time, the effect is much better.

Wherever the bamboo was pushed, weeds and grass roots were crackling and falling to both sides.

At this time, the monkeys also came to work one after another.

Tang Ming asked Dasheng and a few monkeys to follow him, specifically responsible for handling the things he dug out.

The weeds and grass roots shake off the soil on it and pile it aside. After drying, it can be used as firewood or use it to make a bed or something.

There are also many earthworms and insects that will bring out from the soil. The worms that monkeys like to eat will be chewed in their hands. Those who don’t like to eat will be put into bamboo tubes as bait.

After working like this for about an hour, Tang Ming found about 100 square meters of land.

There is no way. Without deep cultivation tools, Tang Ming basically could only use bamboo to cultivate one by one, otherwise too many grass roots would be uncomfortable to plant things.

Fortunately, the monkeys were also very capable. After finding it difficult to pull out weeds, they all chose to help shake the soil on the grass roots and catch insects. After Tang Ming finished turning it over, the ground was almost sorted out, and the surface layer was full of monkeys.

A layer of fine and fluffy soil shook as he ordered. Some of the stones and other parts of the land were also thrown aside and piled up.

After choosing a place as the border, Tang Ming drew a field along the border, and then used one of the grids to dig a small hole.

Afterwards, he planted the most bay leaves he had brought back in one pit, and about twenty bay leaves were planted in just two rows.

Then there were many taros that were originally close to a large nest, and they were planted more than bay leaves.

He gently patted each plant seedling to stabilize it. Tang Ming returned to the camp and took a few bamboo tubes, drew water from the well. He poured one plant a little.

Watch again, all the plants are neat, green and pleasing to the eye.

Sister Lan, why do you feel that this kid knows everything? Why haven’t we discovered it before?

In the villa of Dongdu, Zhang Guangrong looked at the farm work that Tang Ming did with confusion, his eyes full of suspicion. He couldn't help but ask.

Wu Lan frowned slightly: I really don't know much about this. This brat heard that Tingting was going to participate in the survival competition and wanted to follow him. Of course, I disagreed and asked him to go back to the countryside to accompany the old man.

.You also know that this kid has no use for anyone since he was a child, so the old man surrendered him. Originally, I meant to ask the old man to advise him not to do anything randomly. Who knew that it would take more than half a year to go back, but later I didn’t know what he used

The solution is to let the old man let him go. What else can I say?

Well, the old man's personality is very upright and honest. He has never given this brat a good face. He probably was punished so badly when he returned. He worked as a soldier when he was young and fought wars. He has rich experience in survival in the wild. He was bored when he was old.

I lived a pastoral life, and every daily necessity was made by myself. I am afraid that this kid would not have had any ease when he returned for half a year.

Well, otherwise, as far as he is doing now, I really would think that someone had traveled to my son.

Fortunately, the old man took the initiative to train, otherwise, it would be really dangerous this time.

Well, how did that supporter look up?

Speaking of this, Wu Lan's face darkened.

We are still investigating. Since the situation happened before, our people have never seen him again. There is definitely something wrong with this matter.

Continue to investigate, we must find out the people and ask clearly the situation. Although this kid took a huge advantage this time, this kind of thing must never happen again. What we want is stability, not bets.

I got it, by the way, Sister Lan, why don’t we bet and see how much stuff this brat will bring to hand over tomorrow?

Is he?

Wu Lan narrowed her eyes: I feel that he can't take much!

How is it possible? If you take too little, aren’t you seeking death? Even if he is willing, Xiaoting can’t watch him do whatever he wants.

It’s not a mess. Think about it, this kid robbed people and even let the raft go. If it were you, how many things would you bring even if you knew that there was one competitor missing?

The problem is that I can’t tell the attitude of Yahe over there now. What if I haven’t given up? This kid likes to do whatever he wants, Xiaoting will definitely not. I bet they will definitely be the first tomorrow.

Then bet on the bottle of Feitian Moutai you have collected! It is limited to 400 pounds.

Can!

On the island, Tang Ming did the same thing, clapped his hands, went back to the well and took a few bamboo tubes of water to cool down, and returned to the camp.

Removing the lid of the pot.

The original half-pot of water has been concentrated into a small half-pot after more than an hour of cooking.

The soup is white in color, and in the air, the angelica taste and meat aroma are mixed together, and the richness is beyond any previous dish.

Get the pot.

After trying the soup flavor, Tang Ming added a little bit of coarse salt to it and poured it into the small iron pot I just got. The excess was found and poured it into the bamboo tube.

He grabbed some chicken and snake meat in it, and Tang Ming took the bamboo tube to Shu Yiting.

What does it mean? Drink now?

Smelling the strong fragrance in front of her, Shu Yiting couldn't help swallowing. She had only eaten some coconut from last night to now. Now she smelled the smell, she really couldn't stand it.

Tang Ming nodded and added a little chopped green onion to the bamboo tube, which smelled even stronger.

Don’t you usually wait for the food to be served before eating?

Why, is it not good to enjoy the treatment of the injured? Or are you just wanting to be lazy?

Bah, you just want to be lazy, just drink it!

The corners of his mouth secretly raised, Shu Yiting pretended to be unhappy and took the bamboo tube, blew the hot air on it, and took a sip.

Then, her eyes lit up suddenly.

So rich, I feel that the soup is almost turned into substance! I smelled it all with angelica just now, but now it tastes just right and it doesn't make people fumigate. The chicken and snake meat are like melted, and it will lose bones as soon as I sip it

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Using bamboo chopsticks to pick up the meat pieces and eat and drink it. Shu Yiting felt that the fatigue of the whole day and night was taken away by this bowl of soup.

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