Just as he was hesitating whether to go in and take a look, suddenly, a cold chill surged from Song Chen's heart.

He immediately gave up the idea of ​​going in, turned around, Niu Shanshan stood behind her, her face covered with frost.

With a smirk, Song Chen smiled awkwardly: "Well, I didn't mean it. I was just too idle and couldn't get out, so I just wanted to walk around the yard. Unexpectedly, ahem, I really didn't mean it."

Niu Shanshan's face was still extremely cold, her red lips were gently opened, and her voice was so cold that it made people tremble.

"Have you finished reading the book I gave you?"

Song Chen nodded and said, "I have finished watching it, to be precise, I have taken all of them."

He didn't lie because there was no need. After all, he had a partnership with Niu Shanshan, so it would be better for both parties to be honest.

If you make a mistake, you will lose an extremely important partner.

Niu Shanshan frowned slightly and said coldly: "You are honest, but are you sure you really took a photo."

Song Chen was stunned at first, then nodded and said, "What's the uncertainty about this? I did take a photo."

After saying that, he took out his cell phone and opened the album.

Immediately, he handed all the photos he had just taken to Niu Shanshan to see.

Niu Shanshan glanced at it, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Logically speaking, if you cannot take pictures of things from the underworld or the fairy world by mobile phones in the human world, how did Song Chen take pictures?

His cell phone is clearly from the human world, is it because of him...

Thinking of this, she returned the phone to Song Chen.

"Since you've taken it all, let's go." Niu Shanshan said coldly without any emotion.

The next moment, with a wave of her hand, Song Chen was already standing on the top of Niutou Mountain.

When he opened the album of the mobile phone, he looked at the photos, which were still clearly present. Song Chen immediately felt relieved.

After a while, he returned home. It was still early, just in time for dinner.

Song Chen hasn't had a good meal with his family for several days. Song Wanshan's legs have become more and more flexible these days, and it looks no different from normal people.

Occasionally he would go to the pig farm to help, but no one dared to let him do heavy work, so he could only help with cleaning and cleaning.

Now the new pig farm has been successfully built. Not only has the scale expanded a lot, but several offices have also been built.

Song Ping's parents simply lived there to guard the pig farm and fish pond.

The tea picking work these days is done by Sun Baifeng and Song Ping's parents. In addition to the pig farm and fish pond, the three of them are busy all day long and it is difficult to have time to rest.

Song Wanshan can also help in the past two days, and Song Zixin will also help after school, which can also be regarded as reducing some of the burden on the three of them.

Halfway through the meal, Song Zixin said, "Brother, I think you should recruit two more people. You can't be busy with just relying on mom and the other three."

Song Chen nodded and said, "Because the tea is selling well, I will plan to expand the planting next. Now the two pieces of land next to the tea field belong to Song Ping's family. I want to plant all the two pieces of land with tea, which will also involve the problem of insufficient manpower. I have been thinking about this in the past two days."

After a pause, he looked at his mother and said, "Mom, go and talk to Song Ping's parents. We will give him additional subsidies a year and let their family plant the two pieces of land for us."

Sun Baifeng nodded gently and said, "Don't worry, they won't object."

After the words came to his mouth, Song Wanshan suddenly said, "Son, if there is not enough manpower, we can ask the villagers to help. They are all people at the doorstep, so please rest assured."

Before Song Chen could speak, Song Zixin curled her lips first and said, "Dad, they treated me so excessively last time, and you still want me to help them. No, I am the first to disagree."

Song Wanshan sighed and said, "The last time the incident was because a few good people asked about the problem. Besides, even last time, not everyone in the village came. There are always those who are involved. We can call them."

Sun Baifeng nodded and echoed, "I think so too, the people at home are more at ease. Besides, if you want to hire someone for this kind of farm work, it is not so easy to hire. Now, even in the countryside, not many people are willing to do farm work, and most of them go out to work."

Song Chen nodded gently and said, "Let's leave this matter to you, but one thing is that you must sign a contract. We are a long-term job, not a temporary worker, and some things need to be strictly confidential."

Song Wanshan and Sun Baifeng nodded repeatedly, and Song Zixin smiled and said, "Brother, don't worry, I will supervise my parents."

As soon as these words came out, the family of four laughed.

After dinner, Song Chen returned to the room and continued to study the Sword Art of Crack.

I don’t know if it was because of the deepening of skills or the influence of the Super God’s trash can space, but this time, Song Chen saw through the second style of the famous sword technique and had some vague understanding.

Uncontrollably, he waved his sword in the room with a broom.

Gradually, his mind was blank, he thought of nothing, and his sword moves and footwork were all thrown away by him...

After waving for about an hour, Song Chen still felt no feeling of fatigue.

At some point, scenes suddenly appeared in his mind that he had just seen in Niu Shanshan's courtyard.

Finally, the picture in his mind stopped on the arch, and the water vapor behind the arch was soaked that he couldn't see what it looked inside.

Song Chen tried hard to see clearly, and the sword moves in his hand became more and more rapid...

Countless silver bell-like laughter penetrated into Song Chen's ears, and he heard it blushed.

I don’t know how long it took, Niu Shanshan’s cold face suddenly appeared, and Song Chen was shocked.

His movements came to an abrupt end, and he was breathing heavily.

After coming back to his senses, Song Chen realized that his body was soaked, and the strong smell of sweat filled the room, which was particularly unpleasant.

He hurried to take a shower, and after he came back, he felt both physically and mentally!

After looking inside, he was surprised to find that he had inexplicably broken through for a while, and had already broken through to the ninth stage of Qi training!

Without thinking too much, Song Chen came to the Super God Trash Can space.

The pile of rice that caught my eye made Song Chen extremely happy, which proves that rice can be grown in the space of the Super God Trash Can.

That night, Song Chen took four people out to dig soil and used the same method to load soil into the Super God Trash Can space.

In one night, he doubled the paddy fields in the Super God's trash can, which were about twenty square meters.

The next morning, he came to the hotel and prepared to discuss the construction of the factory.

However, before he reached the door, he saw a middle-aged man standing outside the hotel.

The middle-aged man stood quietly at the door, with his hands behind his back, not entering the hotel or leaving.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!