The Mightiest Little Peasant

A bus traveling on the Panshan Highway.

Looking out of the car, the mountains are green and the scenery is great.

Departing from the gate of University Z and driving for an hour, I finally arrived at Xiangyun Mountain.

Xiangyun Mountain is a famous scenic spot around the provincial capital, with beautiful scenery and pleasant scenery.

A group of more than thirty buses and more than a thousand Z college students entered the scenic spot and stopped in the parking lot.

As soon as the car door opened, the students swarmed out, looking at the beautiful scenery in all directions, and exclaimed one by one.

Tang Hao followed them and walked off the car.Then, with the big troops, walked towards the camping area.

According to the plan, the tent had to be lifted first, and then the scenic spot was visited.

The tents here are all rented.

As a group of students rushed in, there was a long queue for renting tents.After waiting for more than ten minutes, Tang Hao rented a tent and followed Cao Fei to find a place together.

During the meeting, they joined Liu Bingyao and their girls.

For Tang Hao, the job of setting up a tent is too simple, and it will be set up in a while, and then go to help a few girls.

They were all set up before they set off to play.

At this moment, it was May, the mountain flowers bloomed all over the mountain, and the peach blossoms of each tree were particularly blooming.

Tang Hao and Liu Bingyao walked all the way, and beside the road were peach trees.

Hua Ying's smile was even brighter.

Along the way, cheers and laughter continued.

At this time, somewhere in the scenic spot, a group of people gathered together, rubbing together.

A group of students, plus a few grandpas and grandma.

This group of students is naturally Fang Qiming, and Tang Bowen is a group of students in the student union.

Those old grandpas and grandmothers are very special. They all have gray hair and plain clothes. At first glance, they are farmers in the mountains.

Fang Qiming stood in front of the crowd, his head cocked, his expression excited.

"You have remembered who caused us such terrible harm and made our student union's reputation and shame!"

"It's that Tang Hao, this shameless and insidious villain that has hurt us so miserably!"

"This hatred, we must repay!"

"Today, the opportunity comes, we are going to avenge Xuefen and kill the bastard! Do you...... have this confidence?"

"Have!"

A group of students, especially Tang Bowen, yelled and became excited.

"Okay!" Fang Qiming nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Come, shout with me, bring down Tang Hao!" Then he raised his right hand and waved.

"Down with Tang Hao!"

A group of students shouted and became more and more excited.

On the side, a few grandpas and grandma, but there was a pestle, a blank face, one is still picking his nostrils, and another, directly picking up his feet.

Fang Qiming turned around and looked at it, frowning frantically, a little unhappy.

"Uncle, you have to be a little passionate, come, shout with me and defeat Tang Hao!"

Fang Qiming went over and shouted loudly.

"Down with Tang Hao!"

A group of students shouted eagerly.

After waiting for a while, there was a sparse Lala, a weak voice sounded.

"Destroy...Destroy...Why is that?"

An uncle said blankly.

"Uncle Tang Hao, remember, it is this person!" Fang Qiming took out a photo and showed it to the uncle again.

"Oh! Beat... knock down... Tang... Tang... Tang is coming?"

Fang Qiming almost rolled his eyes when he rolled his eyes.

What memory does Nima have!

"It's Tang Hao! Tang... Hao, remember?" Fang Qiming took a deep breath, and then he calmed down and patiently.

"Oh! I know!" The uncle nodded and shouted again: "Beat... knock down..."

Speaking of which, he was stuck again and looked blankly at Fang Qiming, "What a ho!"

Fang Qiming rolled his eyes again, really could not help it.

"It's Tang...Tang Hao!" He repeated it again.

"Oh! Fight... defeat Tang Hao!" Uncle sighed for a moment, shouting weakly.

"Hey! Right! That's it!" Fang Qiming busy.

Let them shout a few more times, Fang Qiming took a pile of bottles from the side, filled with water, and soaked a few flowers.

This is the famous flower tea in the scenic spot.

"Remember, your task is to find Tang Hao and sell this tea to him. Did you know? I have been optimistic about this. The packaging is different from your original packaging. There is a missing corner here. Remember, don’t sell it to others."

Fang Qiming said.

"Oh--!"

A few grandpas and grandma heard it, and they all responded weakly.

One of the uncles said: "Young man, you are hurting, not right!" He said, still showing a look of justice and awe.

Fang Qiming is about to roll his eyes again.

I'm relying on it. Wasn't you very happy with the money just now? How can you be so upright now?

"However, if you add more money, then nothing will happen!" Suddenly, the uncle smiled happily, reached out his hand, and rubbed his fingers together.

Fang Qiming was suddenly speechless.

Nima, who needs more money, took 500 yuan by herself. These mountain village turtles were not good people one by one.

"Take it! Take it!"

He threw out a dozen banknotes and threw them to the group.

Soon, he watched the group of grandpas, and the grandmother set off, carrying the baskets one by one, all filled with flower tea.

"This idea is awesome, that kid is evil door, but, never think that these old guys have problems! Hahaha! It's so seamless!"

Fang Qiming stood there, a little complacent.

"President wise!"

Tang Bowen and others clapped on the ass.

"Let's go! Let's go to watch a good show!" Fang Qiming waved his hand and set off at a cheerful pace.

In one hour, Tang Hao visited many scenic spots.

Turning around, they came to a temple.

"Let's burn incense!" Liu Bingyao looked excited, took Tang Hao, ran into the temple, and put a pillar of incense.

"My mother believes in Buddha. Sometimes, I will be taken to worship!" Liu Bingyao said as he walked out of the temple.

Just after leaving the temple, an old man came in front of the temple. He was dressed in plain clothes, carrying a bamboo basket on his back, and selling tea along the road.

"Come and try it! Sweet flower tea, only two dollars per bottle!"

The old man shouted in a hoarse voice as he walked.

"Tang Hao, let's go buy it! Try it... This uncle is also very hard." Liu Bingyao looked at it, and he couldn't bear it, pulling Tang Hao Road.

Tang Hao nodded and walked with her.

"Uncle, hello, these two bottles of one, right! Give us two bottles!"

With that said, Liu Bingyao opened the bag, took out four steel plutoniums and handed it over.

The uncle raised his head and glanced at the two of them, his eyes stayed on Tang Hao's face for a while.Then, he nodded, took two bottles of flower tea from his back basket, and handed it over.