80s Taoism

"Ask the King of Baicao, I will be anxious to go down to the mandala. Born on February 2nd, I was born as the King of Baicao. I gave birth to three daughters. I went to see Baicao on Dongyue Mountain and Baihua on Nanyue Mountain. Please my ancestor to come and plant seedlings. My teacher will plant seedlings in the future. Seed seedlings will be planted during the first watch, and seedlings will be planted during the second watch..."

The posterity is terrible, Zhang Jiaohua invited the gods, but to farm the land. If Master Grandpa wakes up, I don't know if he will hit the board of a certain kid. But Zhang Jiaohua couldn't control so much. So this evening, a brand new rice planting method appeared in Meizi'ao. Poke a hole and sprinkle two or three grains. The density is exactly according to the instructions on the grain bag. The row spacing is very strict. The most bizarre thing is that when all the seeds were in the fields, there was no footprint left in the rice fields. Zhang Jiaohua didn't get his feet dirty at all, and Jinhu did it for him. These guys don't know how tired they are, but they are still interested in this kind of fresh business like Zhang Jiaohua. The five ghosts cooperate like an automated machine. A few thousand dans kept poking the holes accurately in the front, and accurately sprinkled three seeds into the holes in the back, and the last one sprinkled a little bit of plant ash diluted with soil into the hole. This is exactly how to grow beans. It’s not like that.

Early in the morning, Zhang Manyin hurried over, "Call the flowers, where are the seeds?"

Zhang Biaohua had finished her morning exercises, had just taken a cold shower, only wore a pair of pants, and ran out of the house naked.

"Why don't you wear clothes? Put on your clothes and don't freeze." At this time, the weather was still very cold, especially in the morning, Zhang Manyin said quickly.

"It's not cold at all. I'm still sweating." Zhang Jiaohua is not afraid of cold at all.

"That's not okay, I need an injection if I get cold," Zhang Manyin threatened.

Zhang Jiaohua then entered the house and looked for clothes to put on, but also dressed very thinly.

"What about the seeds? Didn't you let you hang them on the beam?" Zhang Manyin looked around, where is the shadow of grain seeds?

"It's all planted in the fields." Zhang Jiaohua was still a little proud.

"Ah, you caused a disaster. How did you grow it?" Zhang Manyin was a little distressed that the package of seeds was about ten yuan. That's it.

"Just like planting beans, I planted them last night." Zhang Jiaohua took Zhang Manyin to the field and said, pointing to the neatly arranged small holes in the field.

"You rush..." Zhang Manyin was about to scold Zhang Jiaohua Hulai, but when he saw everything in the field, he was completely stunned.

Every hole in the field has grown a finger-high seedling. Zhang Manyin is an experienced farmer, so he can tell at a glance that it is definitely Hemiao! But how can the seedlings grow in one night and still grow so tall? This is completely beyond the common sense that Zhang Manyin knew.

"Grandpa, you see that the seedlings are all growing out. Isn't it wrong to plant this kind?" Zhang Jiaohua asked.

"How do I know?" Zhang Manyin said grimly. This is the first time I have seen such kind of rice planted in the land I have planted my whole life. Ask him if he knows. Know a fart.

Zhang Manyin knew that this grandson had used some weird spells again. I don't know what the yield of such rice will be. But even if it has been planted in this way and the seedlings have grown again, the future yield will be cut off for good fortune. Forget it, don't care, just follow the grandson who is in trouble.

Zhang Manyin didn't say anything, so he went back with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Jiaohua looked at his grandfather's back, expecting a few words of praise from his grandfather. Unexpectedly, he had played a riddle and left.

Zhang Jiaohua didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this. Grand Master and the others were still idle anyway, and asked them to come over and do a little favor, not please. Patriarch and the others came to help plant the land. They planted better than ordinary farmers, right?

If Master Zu knew that Zhang Jiaohua had doubts about their farming skills, would it be possible that a thunder would fall and smash a certain adversary?

I cooked rice in the morning, and I was too lazy to cook, so I climbed to the chinensis tree, picked a few green toon leaf buds, put them in a mortar and grind them, added a little salt to it, and mixed a little hot sauce. Simple The meal is ready for breakfast. This toon leaf has a strong smell. People who like this smell think this toon leaf is delicious in the world. But for the villagers of Meizi'ao, this toon leaf is a side dish to deal with. The ingredients are available everywhere, and the production process is extremely simple. Special meals are also served.

After eating a full stomach, Zhang Jiaohua hummed the song "I'm going to school, I'm not late every day", and went to school happily.

Zhang Jiaohua's position is no longer the last bench, although his stature is not the first in the class, but at least it is also the top few. UU read www.uukanshu.com, but Zhang Jiaohua's grades are good. Although Gong Ziyuan didn't care about Zhang Jiaohua very much, he thought in his heart, if you don't study, I will put you in front. Even if you don't want to listen or learn, you can't help yourself. Therefore, Zhang Jiaohua's position was placed under the podium. In the past, no one wanted to sit down with Zhang Jiaohua except for the dumb, but now the situation has changed. In fact, many people are willing to sit down with Zhang Jiaohua. He is the first in class and he has the ability. Adults earn more coins. All the children in the natural class are willing to sit down with Zhang Jiaohua. However, Gong Ziyuan may be out of fear of Zhang Jiaohua's feelings. The dumb is deliberately arranged at the same table as Zhang Jiaohua. Now every day, the mute is arrogant. Because sitting under the podium shows that the teacher pays attention to himself.

Zhang Jiaohua didn't want to sit under the podium at all. He used to read whatever book he wanted to read. Now he is arranged under the podium. Reading miscellaneous books during class is a bit embarrassing. Well, after listening to the class and flipping through the books, the result was flipped from the front to the back of the class without scanning the content. Except that Pinyin is very boring, tasteless, and mouth-watering, there seems to be nothing difficult. Zhang Jiaohua sometimes didn't understand why he had to learn Pinyin. You know all the characters and can read and write. Why do you need to learn Pinyin? It's like a person with sound legs is going to learn crutches. Isn’t Pinyin just to help people who don’t know how to read?

Zhang Jiaohua remembered learning those twisty runes in his dream, it was really boring. If it weren't for so many boards in a dream, how could it be possible to remember? While writing the pinyin with the teacher, Zhang Jiaohua unknowingly drew a fire symbol on it. After the drawing, with a pause, the piece of paper directly turned into a ball of flame. Mr. Gong was so scared that his legs were soft, and he directly sat on the ground, but when he fixed his eyes, where did the fire come from? (To be continued.)