Free Soldier King Mixed Country

What Xiao Shan had always worried about was that once Xiao Yi learned the original truth, his whole person would be swallowed by the flames of revenge. This was the last thing he wanted to see.

Xiao Yi gently opened the door and walked into Grandpa's room. There was an eight-inch photo on Grandpa's bed, which was a bit yellowish.

From this point, it can be seen that this photo was in some ages, Xiao Yi's face was calm, and he walked in step by step, moving his eyes from one side to the photo.

There was a smile on one face at this moment, but two tears were left at the corner of his eyes, and Xiao Yi reached out and took the photo.

In the photo, there is a man and a woman. The man is on the left and the woman is on the right. The man has a pair of eyebrows and stars. A face is like a knife cut, and his eyes are full of determination and confidence.

The woman is beautiful, with a delicate face in a shawl with long hair. She leans on the shoulders of a man and has two shallow dimples on her face. It can be seen that she feels very happy now.

From the man in the photo, Xiao Yi found his shadow. The blood relationship is so magical. When Xiao Yi saw the photo at the first glance, he was convinced that this was his father.

"These are your parents, they were a last resort at the beginning, Xiao Yi, you have to understand their painstaking efforts."

At this moment, Xiao Shan stood behind Xiao Yi, took the photo in Xiao Yi's hand, with a pair of muddy old eyes, and took another look at the photo.

"My dad is very heroic, and my mom is also very beautiful. Grandpa thank you."

"No thanks, this is all I should do."

Xiao Yi didn't pay attention, feeling that there was a fire around him. Looking back at the photo he was holding in his hand, it was half burned.

"Grandpa, you are!"

"As long as you have seen it, Xiao Yi, you have to keep it in your heart and never talk to anyone."

Xiao Shan commanded that this secret is now only known to Xiao Yi and Xiao Shan. Two people know it is enough. The more people come into contact with this matter, the more dangerous it will become.

A photo turned to ashes in front of Xiao Yi's eyes. Grandpa chose to use this method to keep things secret for the past year.

At this moment, in Xiao Yi's heart, he became more and more curious about what happened before, what kind of change it was, and what it is like today.

"Grandpa, I know, I'll cook first, and today I will be my favorite noodles with mixed sauces."

"Hehe, as long as you make it, grandpa can eat anything."

Xiao Yi went down and was busy cooking. Looking at Xiao Yi's back at the moment, Xiao Shan knew in his heart that Xiao Yi wanted to know more about his parents.

It's just that if you click until now, this is enough. In Xiao Shan's heart, Xiao Yi still has no strength, no strength to bear the truth.

After dinner in the evening, Xiao Yi went to the vegetable field and observed that by using the magic circle, the effect was indeed much better than pure Dao Qi.

The effect of Dao Qi can only be temporary, but the magic array is different. The arranged Qi gathering array can continuously gather the Dao Qi from the surrounding heaven and earth in this place.

The growth rate of vegetables has not improved much, but the quality has another hint. For example, let’s take tomatoes. The tomatoes grown on vegetable fields are prone to infection with many germs.

This will cause the quality of tomatoes to decline, but in my own vegetable field, this phenomenon does not occur at all, and the vegetables grown are as if they are painted in the picture.

There is no interference from diseases and insect pests in the vegetable field, and the output will increase. Xiao Yi now has vegetables on one mu of land, and the final net profit can reach more than 100,000.

This is not to mention that the scale of planting has not yet expanded. The land contracted by Zhang Bingxin adds up to 50 acres. In this way, the scale of Xiao Yi's current vegetable cultivation has reached 100 acres.

"Zhang Bing, why are you still asleep?"

In the vegetable plot, Xiao Yi saw that Zhang Bing was still there. It was already half past eight, and Zhang Bing was still busy, but he made himself the boss a little ashamed.

"Oh...Xiao Yi, you are here, I just came over and have a look, I have a new idea, I don't know if I should tell you."

Zhang Bing had something in his heart, thinking about finding an opportunity to talk to Xiao Yi, but he was afraid that Xiao Yi would disagree.

Therefore, in the past few days, Zhang Bing has just figured it out for himself. If this thing works, it will not be too late to tell Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi squatted on the side of the road and glanced at the front. In front of Zhang Bing, there was a low plant that didn't know what it was. Xiao Yi seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't name it.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. Don't you know who I am? There are not so many rules."

Zhang Bing was waiting for this sentence from Xiao Yi. With this sentence from Xiao Yi, then I feel relieved.

"Xiao Yi, do you drink tea on weekdays?"

"Drinking tea? This thing is rarely drunk. At most, it is a big bowl. Those tea ceremonies on TV are too troublesome. After drinking a cup of tea, others have played mahjong."

Xiao Yi said, this is a truth, and Zhang Bing also knows that people living in the village don't demand much tea.

But really, in this world, the demand for tea is not small, Zhang Bing opened the topic, and then continued.

"A few days ago, a customer discussed business with me and invited me to have tea. Do you know how much a cup of ordinary Longjing tea can be sold in the tea house?"

Xiao Yi seems to understand some of the meanings. It is true that drinking tea is a consumption activity for the wealthy, and ordinary people would never go to such a place.

"I don't know ordinary. I have drunk a kind of Pu'er tea. The price of a pound of tea is four thousand and eight."

"Yes, in a place like ours, ordinary Longjing tea can be sold for 18 yuan a cup. Later, I talked to the people in the tea house, like the better Longjing tea, the price is 400 per jin. many."

Zhang Bing said that through drinking tea, Zhang Bing smelled a taste of business opportunities, which may be a good opportunity.

Xiao Yi frowned. He drank tea on weekdays. He also knew that tea was in great demand, but he never thought of it.

This time, if Zhang Bing hadn't broken it, Xiao Yi hadn't really remembered it, so Xiao Yi looked at Zhang Bing, and said with a light smile.

"Zhang Bing, do you mean to do something on the tea?"

Zhang Bing nodded, and he asked Xiao Yi to talk about it. It was for this purpose that there was no need to say anything about the profit margins in the tea market.

For others, if it is a profit of ten yuan, for Xiao Yi, the ten yuan can be infinitely amplified, to a terrifying figure.