I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

Chapter 139 Xiaohong

Bu Fan is not stupid.

Naturally understand the literal meaning of Huafan.

But the question is, isn't Huafan just a boss?

You must know that Hua Fan's cultivation has reached a certain bottleneck, and this bottleneck cannot be broken through by cultivation, but needs to be used to find a breakthrough through comprehension.

So, meet certain people on the road.

Such as sweeping the floor, blind people, old beggars, be careful, this kind of person might be a big boss.

And Dani.

If he remembered correctly, he had just entered the Golden Core stage.

Is this realm about to become mortal?

This force has dropped a lot in one fell swoop.

and many more.

It seems that Dani can't follow the routine of ordinary people.

After all, this is the Lord with a halo.

If you can comprehend the way of life and death even if you are seriously injured, what is it to be mere mere mortals?

Although he thought so, the corners of Bu Fan's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times.

He should pay more attention to Han Gang's news in the future.

Compared with Dani.

Han was operating normally in the world of cultivating immortals just now, and it always made people feel safe to watch.

……

Due to the bumper harvest of fish farming in the rice fields, during this period of time, villagers often send fish home, bucket by bucket, in order to thank him.

Bu Fan wanted to refuse, but he couldn't stand the enthusiasm of the folks. Even if he said he couldn't finish eating, the folks would say that he couldn't finish eating and dried the fish.

There was no way, Bu Fan could only accept these fish.

Fortunately, it is autumn, the weather is dry and cool, and it is the best season for drying fish.

Bu Fan worked hard for two days before finishing the fish sent by the villagers.

Among them, Zhou Mingzhu also came to help him marinate these fish.

"Village Chief, did you tell Fangzhi County that I came up with the recipe for raising fish in the rice fields?" Zhou Mingzhu hung the strips on the bamboo poles, looked aside at Bufan,

"Fangzhi County is looking for you?" Bu Fan smiled.

"Yes, he asked me if I could popularize the method of raising fish in rice fields, and said that he would report it to the imperial court and give me a reward." Zhou Mingzhu shrugged.

"Then you agreed?" Bu Fan asked again.

"Of course, fish farming in rice fields is not a technical job, and once it is done, it will be good for me and the county magistrate.

In the future, if Fang Zhixian is really promoted because of this incident, he still owes me a big favor! "Zhou Mingzhu's eyes lit up.

"This is a good thing!" Bu Fan laughed.

"However, the success of fish farming in this paddy field depends on you, the village chief. I asked Fangzhi County to mention your name. Am I very loyal?" Zhou Mingzhu laughed.

"Then I have to thank you!"

Bu Fan smiled, he was not interested in the nomination or not.

"Master Master!"

But at this moment, little Lu Ren happily ran in with a small bucket.

"Look what I caught?"

Little Lu Ren handed the small bucket to Bu Fan.

Bu Fan looked at the bucket curiously, and there was a red and white fish in it. The red and white stripes on the fish's body were clear, like a painting in the water.

"Hey, this is a red carp, but such markings are not common!" Zhou Mingzhu said with great interest.

"How does it taste?" Bu Fan asked subconsciously.

Zhou Mingzhu: "..."

"No, master, let's not eat it, I want to raise Xiaohong!" Little Lu Ren protected the bucket, afraid that the red carp would be boiled.

"Ahem, village head, this is a red koi. Although the wild koi tastes delicious, this koi has pretty stripes.

If you put it in the front..."

Zhou Mingzhu realized something, and suddenly changed the subject:

"Carp represents wealth and auspiciousness. Generally, those who are rich and powerful are willing to spend a lot of money to buy and raise such a beautiful koi."

Bu Fan glanced at little Lu Ren who was shaking his little head, smiled and reached out to touch little Lu Ren's little head.

"I just asked, but I didn't want to eat it! However, we have no place to raise this fish!"

"Master, we can keep them in the well!" Little Lu Ren blinked and said.

"well?"

Bu Fan frowned, but seeing little Lu Ren's expectant eyes, he sighed, "Okay!"

"Thank you Master!"

Little Lu Ren happily hugged the small bucket and ran to the well beside him.

"Little Lu Ren, you are so caring, maybe this koi will come and make a promise in a thousand years?"

Zhou Mingzhu also went to have a look, and joked with a smile.

Bu Fan shook his head.

Take out the marinated fish from the wooden barrel and hang it on the bamboo pole.

Leaving aside that little Lu Ren's surname is not Xu, it is a question of whether this golden fish can become a fine fish after a thousand years.

the following days.

The air in Gaga Village is filled with a fishy smell. Many villagers did not sell all the fish, but kept some fish to dry in the sun.

And every time little Lu Ren came back from his private school, the first thing he did was to lie down by the well and watch the fish, and sometimes he would bring a group of friends along.

……

the other end.

In a garden in the capital.

A middle-aged man in a golden dragon robe was playing chess with a thin old man.

"I haven't seen you in a few years, Your Highness's chess strength is getting stronger!"

The thin old man stroked his goatee and smiled kindly.

"The sage praised it!"

Even though Cao Huaixin was the emperor of Wei, he was extremely cautious in front of the old man.

At this time, an old eunuch walked over cautiously.

After whispering a few words in the middle-aged man's ear, he handed a secret letter to the middle-aged man respectfully.

Immediately afterwards, the old eunuch slowly backed away.

"Your Highness, it's important to deal with government affairs, don't bother with me, an old man!" The old man laughed.

"Thank you Saint for understanding!"

Cao Huaixin flipped through the secret letter, and couldn't help frowning, "Sage, you might as well read this letter."

"Oh?"

The old man became a little interested, took the letter and read it.

"Well, raising fish in this rice field is interesting!"

But at the end, the old man couldn't help but let out a soft "Huh", "A great hermit?"

"Saint, do you think this hermit Confucian is real or not?"

Cao Huaixin knew that there were only a handful of great Confucian scholars in the Wei Dynasty, and these great Confucian scholars were in the three major academies.

Now, suddenly a hermit Confucian appeared and established an academy in a remote private school, which made him think too much.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know if you see it!" The old man stroked his beard, "I should go out for a walk, too, old man."

"This can't be allowed. This is just a county magistrate's speculation. Whether it is true or not is unknown. Even if that person is really a great Confucian, it is not worthy of your presence as a saint!" Cao Huaixin was terrified.

"No problem, no problem, my old man is in a hurry, just going out for some activities, and I saw that rice field raising fish."