The table of dishes aroused Wu Yong's great interest, so after he finished eating, Wu Yong immediately pulled Jian Heng up and showed a very urgent mood to go to the warm room.

It was a coincidence that Zhao Changshan and Feng Sanzhu were both there. It seemed that they were either pulling grass or intermittent seedlings. Anyway, they were busy.

They were so busy that they saw Jian Heng leading the people over, but the two of them didn't get up, and they smiled at everyone as saying hello.

Jian Heng got rid of Wu Yong at this time, pointed at Zhao, and Feng and said, "You should communicate with them. The dishes here are all grown by them."

Before Jian Heng finished speaking, Zhao Changshan opened his mouth and said to Jian Heng: "Boss, the dishes in our greenhouse seem to be the same every day, and they grow very quickly?"

"It's not good to grow fast? You have to grow slowly. I'm talking about it, are you a little stupid?" Jian Heng said.

Jian Heng's robbery made Zhao Changshan confused. Now he followed Jian Heng's path and thought to himself: Hey! That's the reason. What's the worry about growing fast?

However, Zhao Changshan soon came back to his senses and thought to himself: No, the seedlings grow a little abnormally, and the growth period is more than half as high as before.

Just as I was about to continue to worry about this problem with Jian Heng, I found that the friend brought in by my boss came over.

"Master, is your surname?" Wu Yong squatted beside Zhao Changshan, asked while reaching out to grab a handful of soil on the ground, then rubbed it twice, then stretched out the fingers of the other hand, gently plucked the mud in the palm of his hand, and slowly observed.

"What a rustic!" Wu Yong said.

Hearing Wu Yong say this, Zhao Changshan smiled and replied, "What about you, don't know that you are an expert!"

"The surname is Wu, Wu Wu, Wu Yong! What an expert? I have a farm in Grand Falls City. I grow some places and make some flowers, plants and other things to buy. The soil on your ground is really good, and the oiliness is very high," said Wu Yong.

Zhao Changshan said: "They are all raised. We have natural organic fertilizer here." When he said this, he pointed to a pile of black fertilisers on the wall.

When Wu Yong saw it, he immediately got up and walked over, and arrived next to the pile of fertilized food. He directly reached out and grabbed it at the pile of mud.

Jian Heng was about to stop him, but who knew that Wu Yong had already grabbed a handful of it and then slowly started to look at it.

"What?" He Ye saw Jian Heng's face strange, so he asked casually.

"Do you know what organic fertilizer is?" Jian Heng saw Wu Yong grabbing a handful in his hand and then looked at it again and again. He suppressed the disgust in his heart and asked back to He Ye.

He Ye understood a lot and replied directly to Jian Heng: "Shit?"

"That's right, although that pile of people has been fermented and dried, they are still essentially shit. In addition to cow and horse manure, there are also human manure!" Jian Heng said.

When He Ye heard Jian Heng say this, he immediately said, "Damn, I can't walk with Wu Yong again this afternoon, let alone shake hands with him."

"You two, this manure is no longer smelly. Now it's not manure but fat," Zhao Changshan said a little dissatisfied.

Jian Heng said: "No matter how bad it doesn't smell, it's still shit! How can you catch it with your hands?"

Zhao Changshan said, "I knew you were not farmers as soon as I heard this. Look at him, this person is called a professional!"

Neither Jian Heng, He Ye nor Sun Siwei were interested in changing this kind of profession.

But on the contrary, Wu Yong was quite excited, grabbed hand after hand, and finally squatted back to Zhao Changshan with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and gently pushed away the root of a seedling, and used his hand to lower it for about one centimeter to look at the root.

"It's quite deep and strong," Wu Yong clapped his hands and said.

Zhao Changshan said: "That's sure! It's fertile and the temperature are appropriate, so it will naturally grow quickly and well."

"By the way, the dishes we ate for lunch were picked in the greenhouse?" Wu Yong asked.

Zhao Changshan nodded: "That's natural. All the vegetables in the ranch have been picked from the ranch these days. Is there any problem?"

Wu Yong waved his hand and said repeatedly: "No, no, I just want to ask how you planted it."

Speaking of this, Wu Yong paused for a moment, organized a few words and asked, "How did you grow the kind of dish that tastes like that, without the vague flavor, and it tastes almost the same as the seasonal vegetables?"

After hearing this, Zhao Changshan said, "Oh, your problem is really difficult for me. We have always planted it like this. The seeds purchased from outside and organic fertilizer are also produced in our own ranch. Maybe it is because the soil is so fertile, and all the vegetables produced are particularly good."

As he said that, Zhao Changshan turned around and pulled down two red tomatoes from the tomato plant behind him, took one and handed it to Wu Yong's hand.

After biting the tomatoes, Zhao Changshan said, "I didn't realize that there was any difference from others, but something happened, and the things grown were delicious! Let me tell you this, I have bought a small piece of land in the town now. The horse farm was originally a small farm, but no matter how you planted it, it can't grow the taste here, and it doesn't grow faster. I think it's the Feng Shui here, right?"

Jian Heng and He Yesan saw Wu Yong taking the tomatoes, then wiped them on his body, then pinched them with his hands and started eating them. He felt nauseous again.

"Forget it, let's leave quickly. If you look at me, I can't even have dinner." Jian Heng threw down his words and turned around and walked out of the door.

When He Ye and Sun Siwei saw it, they all followed them out.

When he walked to the door of the greenhouse, Jian Heng remembered that he met the stupid eagle at noon, so he took He Ye, Sun Siwei and the three bodyguards to the old man's dormitory.

When I arrived at the old man's dormitory, I knocked on the door. When I heard a sound coming from inside, I twisted the door handle, pushed open the door and walked in.

Mr. Yao seemed to be reading a book at this time. When he saw Jian Heng coming, he closed the book, took off his glasses and stood up from the small table: "You guys sit down, I'll make tea for you."

"No need to worry, we'll leave later," He Ye said politely immediately.

Jian Heng came over to ask, so he reached out to stop Mr. Yao: "Don't be busy, we're here to ask, how is the golden eagle that Dasha brought over to the morning?"

"Oh, that golden eagle flew away?" Old Master Yao said immediately when he heard that it was this matter.

"Flying away?" He Ye was a little suspicious.

Not to mention He Ye, Jian Heng was a little unbelievable. He was almost photographed as falling freely by Yin Li, so he could fly away?

Jian Heng said: "Don't mess around, old man, we are either here to care about you, but just ask."

Mr. Yao said seriously: "Who is making a fuss with you? What's the point of making a fuss with you three kids? I really flew away. Dahui took it to the door and put it down. I saw that it could stand. After drinking Dahui took a bowl of fish from the kitchen, he fed it. He almost fed a small bowl. After eating, it flew away."

"This guy lives quite strong!" Jian Heng smiled and said to himself.

"Okay, knowing that Diao Fei has gone, then we will leave too." Jian Heng stood up and reached out and patted his legs, indicating that he was about to leave.

Mr. Yao said at this time: "You can't be lazy today. You are diligent and hardworking! You must come to the massage room to practice from four to five:30 today. Some students are also back..."

Before the old man finished speaking, Jian Heng waved his hand and said, "I have friends. In two days, will I practice it after they leave? I will temporarily use the tricks I have learned in the past two days."

Jian Heng felt that the old man wanted to give him free press now, which was called "good at work and diligence and play", but in fact he wanted to use himself as a free laborer. With this feeling, Jian Heng could not listen to the old man. No matter what, the tricks he learned now are enough to deal with barley and wheat. As for the others, it is not too late to learn when he is in a good mood.

Amid the old man's awkward cough, Jian Heng left the old man's dormitory.

As soon as he left the door, He Ye asked, "You can still massage?"
Chapter completed!