Assassin Farmer

If we say ten countries on five continents, which degree is the most prosperous and prosperous, to the emperor's princes, to the ordinary people, no one knows, no one knows. That's the big room.

In eight years, the big room has grown from a small, city-sized county to an independent, small country that now benefits about a sixth of the land.

It goes without saying that the big room, centered on the big room mountain, goes around the mountain, followed by the bustling, heyuan, new city, west floor.

Buloh is the capital of the great chamber and the political and cultural center.

All policy directives are drawn up from the most prosperous capitals. All holiday celebrations are also held in the bustling largest protection square.

There's also the biggest compulsory school in the big room, the biggest comprehensive hospital...

The park is the base of a large room, but any large industry is generated from the park plan and is spread throughout the large room or is located in another country.

Nearly all the important industries in the large room are gathered on both sides of the official road from Buloh to Heyuan. The famous Heyuan Sauce Fragrance Factory, Silk Weaving Factory, Incense Factory, Wood Carving Bamboo Carving, Furniture Factory, Iron and Bamboo Factory… There are not many small industries that go deeper into various fields.

The new city and west building were expanded six years ago. This was a desert hill, belonging to the least favored Nanban wasteland of Dahui, somehow merged into the boundaries of the great room. Two years of cultivation, four years of construction, have just come to the forefront of the world in a new way this year.

The new city, a small town where houses and merchants intertwine, is very similar to the precursor of the bustling city, because south of the new city has built a national highway that runs through the east and west. Along the national highway, it is a row of squared inns, liquor towers, bathhouses, grocery stores... Behind the merchants on both sides is a delicate, one-size-fits-all, green courtyard the bustling part of the residents to be rebuilt or foreign investors.

Rehabilitation of residents can be replaced only at the expense of basic construction materials. As for the old house in Buloli, it was overthrown and rebuilt when it was nationalized. Or residential homes, or other required public services.

The west floor is a very novel town. Apart from the large area farms developed close to Mount Oomu, which are private property, the remaining two-story garden-style residential buildings are tradable and tradable. Located in a commercial street in the heart of a residential area, the atmospheric shops are state-owned on the doorstep. For example, an integrated inn in a liquor store, such as an optional complex for all kinds of goods.

Many of the outgoing merchants passing by love to buy gifts here or find supervisors to do a lot of wholesale. Bring them back to their country for sale. Everyone knows that bamboo products, wooden carvings, incense and silk fabrics in the big room are distinctive products, cheap and beautiful.

Since a few hundred miles south of the national highway is a lost sea area, the western boundary close to the sea area, now surrounded by a wall of workshops, the king of the great chamber, is prepared to invest heavily in the next five years in the construction of sailing vessels that can sail.

The lobby is very lively every year from the end to the end of the day. Perhaps because of the start of the farm busy, it heralds the arrival of the harvest.

The family is very attracted to the Dragon Boat festival.

Metropolitan Square also prepared a series of three days of drama. Eat rice noodles, touch eggs, and sailboat, but any activity that can provoke the residents to flourish, is carried out vibrantly.

The park's flourishing courtyard.

The big kitchen is still overcrowded, wrapped in rice and talking about the family. Trail messages are exchanged everywhere.

“Madam Fang, did the young master look for you?” Xinzhi crowded over the crowd and came to the stove and asked anxiously.

“Young master? No, I've been wrapping, cooking, hardly ever out of the kitchen all day.” The old lady laid down the wrapped rice in a large pot and answered.

“Shit, the young master doesn't know where he's going, ma'am is looking for him. ”

“Are you going to Cui Yu Sai?” Madam Fang shrugged for a moment and asked speculatively, "Didn't you hear him say he was going to find Cui Miosai's chef to be his master? ”

“Oops, it's possible. Thank you, Madam Fong.” As soon as Shinzhi listened, Mosetton opened and immediately took his skirt and ran to the forest house. If Zhenbai District Chef became an apprentice, the old lady knew how angry he would be.

Anyway, get the young master back first.

“Sister Shinzhi? Why are you running so fast? Xinlan is here to talk to us. Haven't seen her for six months. I have so much to say to her.” Tselianxing rushed towards Ho Tang and saw Shinzhi, hurrying to stop and pull her.

“You go first, I have to find the young master first.” Xinzhi answered casually.

“Young master? Didn't he go to Cui Mio Sai? This morning I took a carriage to Bullo.” Tselian said in confusion.

“Really?” Xinzhi helplessly supports the forehead. How can you explain this to Madame and Grandpa?

“It's true. Madame promised. Sister Shinzhi, what's wrong with you? ”

“Madam... promised?” Ma'am was just looking for him. I'm sure she lied all over again.

“Yeah, that's what the young master said.” Tselen nodded carefully.

Indeed…

“Alas, I already guessed. After thinking about it for so long, he couldn't easily find a busy and relaxed face. It's only natural not to sneak out.” Su Shuiju shook his head helplessly, "just worried about his safety. ”

“Ma'am, you don't have to worry about that. Young master's martial arts are not as good as the young master's and the young lady's, but it is definitely not ordinary people who can casually hurt him.” Shinzhi is comforting, but he's not exaggerating. The three young masters of the Lin family, each teacher Uncle Cheng, have to point out other uncles, just eight years old can go into the mountain hunting and hunt unharmed. Not to mention the improvement over the years, not to mention the martial arts.

“That being said, he's only 11 years old after all...”

“It's not too small, you can sharpen it.” Lin Shiyao came in from the outside, the interface channel. I know my wife is upset about the most headache in the family again.

I really don't know who Lin Xi looks like. When Zhou Zhou was full, now he is big, he wants to learn everything, he needs to participate in everything. When he was nine years old, knowing that his elder sister was striving to succeed Fengyao Palace master, he haunted Shi Tuo for a full year. He learned all of Shi Tuo's kung fu before stopping. Today, the interest in martial arts gradually faded. Today, when he sees his brother like to cook, and holds up the famous Cui Misakai, he turns to the old lady Fang to learn to cook. This is not satisfying. I learned that his brother and Wu Qinqian's little boy are very good. He often gathers together to consult with all the crafts. He is also arrogant to go to the worshippers to learn art, so as to enter their group.

To be honest, he doesn't need a mentor anymore. At the age of three, he learned to make wine, and at the age of five, he learned to refresh. Today, he has received as many dishes as possible. He does not know for himself, but everyone who has tasted his craft knows that Lin Xi's craft can already rival Lin Xiao's.

It's just a pity he doesn't qualify. Perhaps after a few days, interest will fade again and then move on to other areas.

“Your brother wants to nurture him.” Lin Shiyao sipped hot tea and said slowly.

“What, but Asahi's seven years old too?” Su Shuiju was shocked and confused. Yang Jingzhi gave birth to a daughter to the Liang family, and her son Asahi is seven years old this year. Doesn't affect future succession. Why are you so anxious to raise Hee? Hee was born in October. It's not Liang!

“Asahi is too weak. Besides, Asahi's interest is not here.” Lin Shiyao glanced at her with a laugh. When other people's women heard that their sons would be seen and cultivated by the lord, they couldn't be happier. His wife was different.

“Yes, Asahi likes to study medicine. It's not a conflict. Hee's interest is not always here.” Su Shuiju glanced at Lin Shiyao's slightly raised lip, secretly saying: he smiled and looked as good as ever. It also fascinated her as always.

“Watermelon...” He rose and surrounded the little woman sitting in front of the book, leaning over and stealing a incense.

“Yikes...“ she looked back, her cheeks full, shyly glanced at him, "Wh... what is it? ”

“I promised to take you around the clouds.” He whispered in her ear, licking gently on her earlobes, causing her to tremble slightly.

“Why did you suddenly think of this?” She pressed down against his chest and whispered. The guys have been busy for years. Busy taking care of the various industries, busy handling the tasks assigned by the county king, busy with little time to rest. The only ones who can relax are a few festivals: New Year's Eve, Dragon Boat, Mid-Autumn. Beyond that, it can be said that there is virtually no leisure time.

“I've been wanting to take you out for a long time to visit Dawai and other countries.” Lin Shiyao kissed her hair, her lower abdominal desire became stronger and stronger. She rose and walked to the bedroom.

“Yao...” Su Shuiju guessed his move and was all burned up and ashamed. It's not even noon yet.

“It's been a long time, don't you want to?” He glanced at her and stopped under her feet.

Oh, he got bolder and bolder and talked to her about it during the day.

Bury his head in his chest. Well, she admitted she missed him too, wanted him. In the past few days, in order to deal with the business of the West Building, he was busy not touching his feet, and the two did not even have time to chat before bedtime and fell asleep with pillows.

No wonder of him.

“The merchants have taken care of it?” She looked up and asked.

“Well, it's fine.” He was nothing more than a few gangsters fleeing to the big room, trying to learn from the groundhogs, forcing the bank to pay protection fees, and he broke his wrist and threw it out of the store. However, this brutal but extremely effective means of dealing with violence does not mention it.

“Just be okay. Where's the farm? Farmers are busy. How's the farmhouse?” Farms are the only industry that belongs to them. The farmers inside are the people of other countries who have fallen to this point. The park was adequately staffed and the idea of developing a large farm to accommodate the affected population was conceived so as not to affect the safe living of the residents of the large rooms.

Her panting grew louder and louder, but she still pulled him around undead to ask.

“Woman, focus...” He was intolerable, one stood up, took possession of her tight nitrogen, finally stopped her from occasionally speaking out problems, turned into a mesmerizing, bear his strong impact...

The interior spring is bright... (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)