I Run a Gas Station in the Northwest

There are about four villages painted by the Uighur elderly, and Chen Mu can find each one on the black technology map.

The waterways in these villages have been completely cut off. If they are not connected, there may be no more water.

You don't need to spend great effort to help others. Chen Mu is not stingy. He tried to connect these waterways with a map, but the feedback message was: "There is not enough vitality to connect them all."

According to Chen Mu’s understanding, before connecting the waterway to the village of the Uyghur elderly, only 500 ounces of vitality were used, so the total of these four villages should be 2,000 ounces of vitality. This is not the case.

This made him suddenly couldn't help thinking about what this so-called vitality was.

Planting trees has vitality. Is that vitality a tree?

Obviously not.

It can only be said that trees are related to vitality, otherwise he used so much vitality, these trees would have died early.

Therefore, vitality should be something that depends on the attached tree.

In other words, vitality is something that depends on the existence of life.

Life energy...

This is the most reliable definition Chen Mu can think of.

As for whether this is really the case, I have to look at it and verify it slowly in the future.

No matter what, Chen Mu fell in love with his tree planting at this moment.

The more than ten acres of land behind the gas station are all his training farms.

So starting from the second day, he planted trees faster, which was nothing compared to the efficiency of the first day.

He planted a total of two hundred and fifty trees the next day, and worked hard from morning to night.

The direct result of this was that he had enough of 3,100 ounces of vitality to connect the waterways for those villages.

As for wanting to upgrade, I'm sorry, but there is not enough life.

Chen Mu was not discouraged at all. After all, he had found the right direction to gather vitality, and it was only a matter of time before he upgraded.

It has to be said that in the depressing tree planting industry, Comrade Hu Xiaoer has been with Mr. Chen by his side. Since drinking milk in the morning, he has been wandering around the forest farm, watching Mr. Chen work.

Chief Chen, who is focused on his career, doesn't feel much about this, and thinks this product is a little in the way.

On the contrary, Comrade Aizmat in the distance has been looking at this side with envy, as if he could not wait to take his place.

On the third day, history repeats itself again...

Once again, the Uyghur elderly rushed into Chen Mu's dormitory early in the morning with excitement, excitedly talking about the news that the wells in the villages had water again, and at the same time worshipped and recited scriptures to express their praise to Hu Da.

This incident once again proved Comrade Hu Xiaoer's status as an envoy, and Chen Mu, as the favor of Comrade Hu Xiaoer, also received gratitude from the old man.

This time the "water from the well" had a greater impact than before. At noon, the imams who had been there once again gathered at the gas station.

When they arrived on a donkey, Chen Mu was planting his hundredth tree of the day.

"Xiao Mu, can I call you this way?"

The big mullah Alimu spoke to Chen Mu in an extremely soft voice, his eyes seemed to be looking at a child he loves most, amiable.

Chen Mu was mentally prepared. The other party might have come with some request. He had to pass the request to Hu Xiaoer, and then Hu Xiaoer would report it to Hu Da.

He is very self-aware, knows his own details, and conveys the request that he can do it, but he can't do it if it can be realized, so he has already figured out an excuse and is ready to separate himself.

Unexpectedly, the Great Mullah Ali Mu did not make any request. Instead, he solemnly handed over an old scripture to him, saying: "This is the oldest ancient scripture preserved in our mosque. There are many ancient scriptures in it. You can take a look at Imam's handwritten notes."

"what?"

Chen Mu was quite surprised. He took the ancient scripture a little bit at a loss, then woke up and quickly declined: "How can this be, I, this, it's too expensive, you give me this, it's really...I can't take it. "

Mullah Alimu insisted on stuffing the ancient scriptures into Chen Mu's hands, and then said: "Xiaomu, we all know about your request for water for the wells in several villages. Thank you very much for your help. , So I have discussed with a few imams, this ancient scripture can be stored with you first."

Listen to this, this book will save me here from now on?

Chen Mu was even more dumbfounded. He wasn't even Mu Silin. It's not good to put such a precious thing here, right?

Alimu Damula said: "If you have time, you can take a look at our scriptures. I know that you are a college student and your education level must be sufficient. You will know more about us after reading the scriptures."

Chen Mu came back to his senses and quickly said, "I'm just an ordinary person and don't understand the scriptures at all. I really don't dare to take such a valuable thing. It's impossible, it's impossible."

Mullah Alimu pointed to Hu Xiaoer in the distance, and said, "Although you are not Mu Silin, you are the person favored by Ambassador Hu, and the person who has been blessed by Hu Da. Hu Da has his own way of doing this. Deep meaning, so whether you are Mu Silin or not, we are willing to hand over the ancient scriptures to you, and you don’t need to bear any burden for this..."

Hearing this, Chen Mu didn't know what to say.

People don't care that he is not Mu Silin's identity anymore, and he still refuses something.

The imams rushed over here specially, as if they were just to say this and send out the scriptures, and then they quickly left on a donkey.

Chen Mu was left alone holding the ancient scriptures in a daze, unable to remember for a long time.

"Xiaomu, put the scriptures away quickly, don't break them."

After a while, the Uyghur old man who had been watching finally couldn't help it, and came to remind Chen Mu.

Chen Mu lightly sighed and looked at the ancient scriptures, thinking that since they were all sent here, let's look through them later when they have time, but in any case, you can't break it even if you don't read it. Keep it. Just work.

Put the ancient scriptures in the drawer of the room and lock them, and Chen Mu put the matter down in a blink of an eye.

Regardless of whether there is this ancient scripture, it has little effect on him, so he continues to concentrate on the great cause of planting trees.

It was another busy day at nine o'clock in the evening, and he finally planted all the saplings and achieved a phased victory.

Standing at the gas station, looking at the saplings in the forest farm, although they are planted a bit sloppy, they look very spectacular and a sense of accomplishment.

"It looks like I have to buy more saplings tomorrow."

After being happy, Chen Mu finally found a big hurdle in the way forward.

After the saplings are planted, they need to be bought again. There is money here.

Given his current situation, I am afraid that he will go bankrupt if he can't buy many saplings.

This is a big problem.