On Shanming Island, after studying the lightning-struck wood for a while, Song Tiantian stood up contentedly and continued to help clear the dead branches on the ground.
Some branches that had been struck by lightning or burned were also separated by her bit by bit and placed together with the lightning-struck wood on the ground.
The system nodded with satisfaction: Yes, as long as it is lightning-struck wood, we cannot let it go!
Xiangfangnan silently helped Song Tiantian divide it up.
But for some reason, the breath that made him feel particularly comfortable disappeared at this moment.
Xiangfangnan glanced at Song Tiantian, but in the end he couldn't ask.
The system did notice that Xiangfangnan looked at Song Tiantian from time to time, but it didn't pay much attention to it.
After all, it didn't know that Xiangnan would be so sensitive to the fluctuations of mental power. It was just that any slight fluctuation caused by Song Tiantian's unstable emotions could be detected by him.
While Song Tiantian and the others were clearing the dead branches and leaves on the ground, Lu Chuanbei and others were using hoes to dig out some tree roots on the ground.
The roots spread downwards, and you need to dig very deep to get the entire tree uprooted.
While Lin Qi was digging for the roots, he told Lu Chuanbei that they could be used to make root carvings. "Although they're not as good as those made from precious woods, they're easier to get than the trunk itself. Root-carved coffee tables are also quite popular these days, so at least you won't lose money if you make them."
Seeing his worried look, He Xuebin couldn't help but laugh: "Don't worry, Xiao Lu can still afford to lose this little money. Besides, you've already sold the tree, why are you still worrying so much? People who don't know would think you bought the tree and are afraid of losing money."
"I just feel a little guilty about the price of one thousand yuan per tree." Lin Qi scratched his head embarrassedly.
[Tsk tsk, Brother Lin Qi is so cowardly! ]
[Young man, feel free to take it. The man in front of you, Brother Lu, is the mastermind who holds the secret to the wealth of hair across the nation!]
[That's right, 100,000 bottles of Wuhei Wan! They weren't even sold out the moment they were released. Do you know how painful it was for me to watch the stock being cleared out?]
[Wait, what's that guy upstairs talking about? What about 100,000 bottles of Wuhei Wan? When did that happen? Why don't I know about it?!]
[No way, the Song Family Pharmacy's online store is now online, right? ]
[When did this happen? Why didn’t anyone notify us in advance? ]
[You wish! I'm telling you, we don't even have enough for ourselves!]
[Exactly. In just over a minute, a full 100,000 bottles of Five Black Pills were sold out. Who had the time to notify others? I didn't even have time to grab two bottles myself!]
[Good fellow, the upstairs guy is showing off here, right?]
It took Lu Chuanbei and his team a whole morning to dig out the roots of the five trees in the back mountain. Even so, many roots were still buried too deep, so they had to cut them directly with a shovel before they could dig out the entire root.
He Xuebin looked at the stumps and branches all over the ground and couldn't help but gasp, "I can't do it anymore. I need to rest for a while. I really can't dig anymore."
"Let's take a break." Fang Xiuzhu wiped the sweat off his face, glanced at the time and said, "It's already past eleven o'clock. Let's take a break and clean up here, then go back and have something to eat and continue in the afternoon."
"Okay, I have to take a break anyway." He Xuebin sat on the tree stump and fanned himself with his hands. "I never thought that digging up just a few tree stumps would be more tiring than working out in the gym."
"You are weak." Director Xu was sweating profusely, but he did not forget to laugh at He Xuebin.
"Director Xu, you're like this, and you still have the nerve to criticize me?" He Xuebin looked at Director Xu's sweaty face and couldn't help shaking his head: "Forget it, you should go back first, otherwise I'm really worried that you will collapse soon."
"Hey, who are you looking down on, kid?" Director Xu quickly stood up and said, "But I do have to go back first, otherwise what are you going to eat when you get home later?"
[Haha, Director Xu is looking for an excuse to get away!]
[Although you talk tough, your actions don't say so.]
"Director Xu, if you have the guts, then hold on and don't leave. Prove to Dabin that you're not weak at all!"
Director Xu: I'm not feeling timid. I'm just worried you won't have food to eat when you get home, so I went back to cook! (Justified.jpg)
He Xuebin was just about to laugh at him for running away so quickly when his stomach growled.
He Xuebin quickly covered his stomach and said, "Director Xu, go back and make more food. I feel like I can eat a whole cow!"
"Yes, cook more food. We still have to work in the afternoon. If we don't eat enough, we won't have the energy." Lu Chuanbei glanced at the scorching sun above his head and said, "It would be even better if we could have a bowl of iced mung bean soup in this weather."
"Yes, Boss Yu brought a lot of grains yesterday, including mung beans. I'll cook them when I get home, and you can have some when you get here."
"I think it's okay." Fang Xiuzhu couldn't stand the heat anymore, especially after finishing his work. He felt sticky all over and urgently needed something cool to calm down.
"Then I'll clean up and go back to cook." Xu Qi said, and called to the girls who were throwing stones at the edge of the swamp not far away: "Jia Jia, Nian Nian, will you come back with me first?"
"No, I haven't finished competing with Nian Nian yet!" Xu Anjia said as he picked up the stone and threw it into the swamp.
With a "thud", the stone fell into the middle of the swamp.
"Haha, I threw it farther than you did!"
"It's just a little far away. I can catch up now." He Xuebin said as he quickly picked up a stone and threw it into the swamp.
Xu Qi looked at how excited they were playing and shook his head helplessly: "Okay, then you guys continue playing and come back with Uncle Lu and the others later. I'll go back to cook first."
"Let's go." Fang Xiuzhu stood up with the shovel and said, "Let's clean up here a little and then go back."
"Okay, I'll be leaving first."
After Xu Qi left, Lu Chuanbei and others followed Lin Qi to shovel all the small dead branches and leaves on the ground into the swamp.
Looking at the silt and sewage accumulated in the swamp, Lu Chuanbei couldn't help but ask Lin Qi, "Lin Qi, why don't you fill this swamp?"
"Yes, I was just about to ask that. This swamp here doesn't really match the scenery of the island." He Xuebin looked around and said, "Besides, this swamp is right in the middle of the island. It really looks like an eyesore."
"Don't tell me you think so. I also think this swamp is an eyesore."
Lin Qi looked at the swamp and said, "But this swamp was dug by our ancestors after they fled here. They asked someone to consult Feng Shui. They said it was a Feng Shui eye that could suppress wealth and bring prosperity to our village, so that we would have enough food and drink."
"Specially digging a swamp to use as a feng shui site?" He Xuebin Some people have said that people look for feng shui sites to dig feng shui sites, but no one has ever dug a swamp to use as a feng shui site.
"Oh, this place wasn't a swamp before, it was just a pond. But over the past decade or so, the village has gotten better, and many households have renovated their houses."
"One year, seven or eight families in the village were cutting down trees to make furniture and beams, and they loosened the soil on the slope in front."
"Then there were quite a few typhoons that year, and a few of them washed the mud from the slope in front into the pond. The village behind didn't take care of it, so year after year, it slowly filled up and became a swamp."
"During the New Year holiday, the villagers had a collective discussion about whether to fill in the swamp and plant fruit trees. But then we realized there wasn't anyone in the village to take care of it, so we just left it alone."
[Oh my god, if no one had told me, I probably wouldn't have guessed that this swamp was once a pond.]
[I was wondering why this patch of swamp looks so out of place. It turns out it wasn't a swamp before!]
"I think if you don't take care of it, this swamp might fill up on its own in a few years. Hey, we'll have an extra piece of land, and we can plant more fruit trees then!"
[After hearing what the above person said, this pond is quite sensible. It actually knew to backfill itself. It's not wrong.]
[Yes, it also saves them the trouble of finding someone to fill it in.]
The fans praised the swamp for being sensible. Song Tiantian, hearing this, turned her head to look at the swamp, then at the several large pits that had just been dug out by the tree roots: "So, this swamp is really a blessed place."
"What?" Lin Qi looked at Song Tiantian.
"Didn't you say that it blocked all the mud and water caused by the typhoon? Moreover, it also blocked the fire caused by lightning-struck wood!" Song Tiantian's words stunned Lin Qi.
Uncle Lin, who had been working silently without saying a word, suddenly stood up straight and turned to look at the swamp that they had always ignored and sometimes even despised.
Upon seeing this, he discovered that part of the fire caused by the lightning strike this morning was blocked by the swamp.
But if we follow the idea of the villagers before the New Year, fill this place up and plant fruit trees...
When he thought of the consequences, Uncle Lin broke out in cold sweat.
Fans were even more awakened by Song Tiantian's unintentional words.
They hurriedly looked towards the live broadcast room, and when they saw it, almost everyone was shocked.
[Oh my god, it really is this swamp that’s holding us back!]
If Tiantian hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have noticed. This swamp is practically blocking the village from the mountain behind. If we really do what Brother Linqi just said, filling it up and planting fruit trees, then the lightning and fire will directly ignite the fruit trees. Wouldn't that burn directly into the village?
[I can’t take it anymore. I’m sweating.]
[So, could this swamp, oh no, pond, really be a feng shui curse?]
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