In just one day, the algae filled the space, but the red worms only about doubled.
"We must speed up the experiment. Unfortunately, the space of the Rubik's Cube is only so large. Now it is impossible to allocate more space for experiments."
Jingshu was a little frustrated. If the Rubik's Cube space were larger, she could use dozens of separate small spaces to conduct these experiments at the same time. Unfortunately, the currently filled space could not free up more positions. This is also the largest space in the Rubik's Cube. The disadvantage is that although it can be combined into a large space at will, it can only be divided into a minimum space of 1 cubic meter.
Now there is a lot of food in the space that is exactly half of 1 cubic meter, that is, half eaten, such as crucian carp tofu soup, seafood and shrimp porridge, etc. The 1 cubic meter space can no longer be separated independently. If the Rubik's Cube space is not upgraded in a short time , she could only find some food to collect the messy food to solve the problem of crowded space.
"Forget it, let's take advantage of this time to resolve Hao Yunlai's matter first."
Jing Shu originally wanted to wait until Hao Yunlai's family agreed to the risk before she started this risky method, so she delayed it for several days, but she didn't expect Yang Yang to say that Hao Yunlai's family had been killed by him... and in the past few days There is nothing the people in Wucheng can do, so Jingshu can rest assured that the dead horse will be treated as a living horse doctor.
So, Jing Shu prepared the materials and made an appointment with Yang Yang to go to Hao Yunlai the next day.
...
The next day, Jingshu, who was still sleeping, was awakened by the chirping of a family in the RV. The weather outside was still dark and cold. I wonder if the people in the tents on the back mountain were frozen. The recent weather It's getting colder and colder, which makes many people who are not afraid of death return to live in their houses.
Walking from the bedroom to the first floor of the RV, I saw a whole family gathered around the TV in front of the dining room, excited.
At this moment, the TV was playing Wucheng's morning news, and the female anchor was broadcasting live without makeup.
"According to data submitted by Jing'an, the deputy director of the livestock farm, Wucheng has so far obtained licenses for 50,000 chickens, 2,000 cattle, and 5,000 pigs, and 60,000 people have obtained chicken breeding licenses through training," the deputy director said. Jing'an said..."
The scene turned to a dark livestock farm with Dad Jing wearing breeding clothes saying:
"You only need to add 5 virtual coins and you can get a good number like 8888 or 9999, which will give you more face when you go out to walk your chickens. We also ask all owners who do not have a license to come and get their chickens vaccinated and licensed as soon as possible. And obtain a chicken raising certificate through training to protect the safety of you and your chickens and prevent the spread of viruses by raising chickens without a license.
Wucheng Livestock Farm Jing'an reminds you that there are tens of millions of chickens and ducks, and safety is the most important. If chickens are not raised in a standardized manner, your loved ones will burst into tears. "
The screen switched back to the female news anchor: "The virus that spreads wantonly has infected many poultry. Criminals sell this kind of poultry at low prices through the black market. Please remember that [chickens without a license are not good chickens]. Report it." prize.."
The corners of Jingshu's mouth twitched. Jing's father was actually on the news, and he even said such words. It was really like not seeing him for three days.
"Quick, quack, quack"
The whole family applauded Jing’s father. Jing’s father touched the back of his head with his generous palm and said with a smile: “It’s time to get a license plate for our fat chicken. I just don’t know what category the fat chicken belongs to, and those two Even a little black chicken has to get in. By the way, does the lion-headed goose have a license plate from Shangwucheng or the Imperial City? I heard that the Imperial City license plate is not easy to get, so everyone is queuing up to win the lottery."
Jingshu sat down and devoured the breakfast made by Jing Nai, a transparent and fragrant shrimp dumpling, a steamed siomai with soft skin and elastic meat, a crispy egg tart, and a soup dumpling as big as the mouth of a bowl. Jingshu inserted it Guanzi sipped the crab roe-flavored soup, scalding his tongue, and after a while he answered:
"Does it mean you can't kill and eat chickens after getting a license?" Jing Shu asked. After all, she never raised chickens in her previous life. She only knew that the thing was a gold-eating beast that would lay eggs depending on her mood.
Fat Chicken looked over in horror and kept backing away. What do you mean? Look, is this what people say? It has already sold its eggs to survive, so why are there still unscrupulous people trying to kill it?
Dad Jing said with a smile: "Of course you can't kill the chickens and ducks bought from our regular 4S store. They have to be inspected every year. The chicken patterns cannot be dyed. If there are too many violations in a year, the chickens will become sick or lose weight. The chickens will be recycled and various certificates will be revoked, but domestically bred ones are not within the jurisdiction and can be killed at will."
The fat chicken shuddered.
Jing Shu continued to devour the food and nodded as if understanding: "Just watch the fat chicken, and give it to the lion-headed goose from Cheng Wucheng." It's not certain that it will be returned to the imperial capital yet.
Jingshu left after eating, leaving Feiji with a sad look in her eyes.
...
The dark wind is blowing, the night is getting dark, and the countryside is deserted.
"Hao Yunlai's family lives here?" Jing Shu raised her head and wrapped herself tightly in her big cotton-padded jacket and fat cotton trousers, looking at the eerie and terrifying mansion. She looked around and saw that this house was built on a graveyard.
Yang Yang breathed a sigh of relief and put on his military-made leather hat. He looked much more handsome: "This used to be the village of Haowangjiao, a famous pharmaceutical family in Wucheng. There were one or two hundred people. Hao Yunlai gave all the people in the village with the same surname. If Ke is dead, then all the ancestral graves will be buried here."
"Second form, open!" A wave of air rippled in the air, and the Rubik's Cube space spread out with Jingshu as the center. The lowing of cows and the industrious buzzing of bees were heard. Only then did Jingshu feel much better.
Hao Yunlai is so scary!
But at this moment, Yang Yang lowered his head and kicked his leather boots, his tight pants made a squeaking sound, and his cold and regretful voice said:
"Did you know that Haowangjiao Village made a fortune by manufacturing counterfeit medicines and did all the unscrupulous things? After Hao Yunlai was born, he killed all the tribesmen. After the tribesmen found out that he was the lone star of the evil god, they wanted to kill him, but they all He failed to succeed, so he survived bearing the infamy of his tribe and the infamy of the outside world. He could not gain family affection or sympathy from the outside world. "
Jing Shu was silent. She didn't expect that this sleeping, Buddhist man would have such a tragic background. However, in the United States, it was really thanks to Hao Yunlai that he escaped with his life.
"Even this can't offset the medical expenses this time."
Yang Yang chuckled, the atmosphere was no longer so cold, Jingshu carried the suitcase and went in. The gloomy old house was filled with all kinds of valuable mahogany furniture, lifeless and dusty.
Hao Yunlai lay in the cold room, wrapped in a thick quilt and shivering from the cold, but still snoring softly. Yang Yang shook his head, he had been sleeping like this for more than ten days.
There is an old, hunchbacked, deaf and mute old man in the house who takes care of Hao Yunlai.
"This old man's name is Hao San'er. He is the only one who has not been killed." Yang Yang introduced.
Jing Shu put down the medicine box and looked curiously at the old man Hao Yunlai who was sitting by the stove warming himself, not caring about the shivering cold. She asked, "Is it because he had the least sin, so he was not killed?"
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