When Chu Heng returned to the grain store, he was just in time to have lunch.
Each employee in the store holds a lunch box and eats sweet potatoes, steamed buns and other similar foods.
"Back, brother."
When Lian Qing saw that the boss was back, he walked up with a lunch box and said, "I've heated up the rice for you, it's in the pot."
"Tired."
Chu Heng smiled at him with satisfaction, then strolled back to the back room with his hands behind his back, went to the small kitchen to get a lunch box, and ate happily.
After lunch, he took out a blanket and spread it on his desk, lying down on it, ready to take a good sleep and replenish the energy consumed last night.
Director Chu’s career has always been so exhausting...
The windows of the office are open, and the breeze blows into the room through the iron fence, bringing coolness and the fragrance of flowers and plants. Although the annoying summer insects have entered the end of their lives, they are still chirping happily. .
"Huhuhu..."
Chu Heng slept soundly while enjoying the cool breeze and listening to the chirping of insects.
The time came to three o'clock in the afternoon without any sound, and the dog finally had enough sleep.
"Hmm~!"
Chu Heng lazily opened his eyes and writhed on the table like a maggot for a while before he got off the table.
After going to the kitchen to get some water and wash his face, he returned to the office and sat in a daze.
There were still two hours until get off work, and this guy didn't know what to do to pass the time.
It would be great if Miss Ni was here, there would be more capable people.
After sitting for a long time, Chu Heng suddenly felt something in his heart. Immediately, he waved his hand, and a bundle of more than fifty incense sticks appeared on the table.
Those incense sticks are only half as thick as ordinary incense sticks, and are as black as ink.
This is the Mixiang Damengxiang that he has been developing a few days ago. He had finished it a few days ago, but because Ni Yinghong was always around and he didn't know how effective it was, he never dared to take it out. try.
He had nothing to do today, so he planned to give this thing a try to see if it was as magical as the book said.
Chu Heng carefully took out one of the big bundles of Mengxiang and threw the rest into the warehouse. Then he got up and came to the door of the office, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Lian Qing!"
"well!"
Lian Qing, who was discussing with Aunt Sun Mei to introduce him to someone, hurriedly responded, ran to the office, and asked with a smile: "Brother, what's wrong?"
Chu Heng threw him a cigarette and ordered: "Go and catch some mice for me, they will be alive!"
"Ah? We have to get rid of four pests again? Why don't we just hand it in a while ago?" Lian Qing opened his mouth in shock. This was all he could think of, otherwise who would have nothing to do to catch mice?
"Instead of getting rid of the four pests, I got some rat poison and wanted to try it out." Chu Heng said a reason casually, then waved his hand and said: "Hurry up and call Guo Xia and you two, it doesn't take much. Just catch three or four."
"okay."
Seeing that he was not going to hand in the rat again, Lian Qing breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and ran out of the office. Then he called Guo Xia, and the two brothers took the rat and entered the warehouse.
In addition to rice, flour, grains and oils, the grain store also lacks rats.
Not long after the two of them entered, they caught four fat and big yellow-haired mice. After putting the mice into mouse traps, Lian Qing sent them into the office in a mess.
"Brother, are these enough?" Lian Qing smiled and placed the four rats that were squeaking in the cage on the ground.
"That's enough, go about your business."
Chu Heng smiled and nodded, then waved his hand to drive the boy away, and then began to make preparations.
First he closed the door and window, then he took out a porcelain bottle from the warehouse, from which a few drops of black liquid came out on a piece of cotton cloth, and then he saw him wrapping the cotton cloth around his face with a look of discomfort.
The liquid in the bottle was the antidote to the incense that he made according to the records in the book.
The smell is stinky!
After making preparations, Chu Heng picked up the incense stick on the table, took out the lighter and lit it.
"Snapped!"
The flames swayed gently, and soon a red light appeared at one end of the incense stick. But the strange thing was that there was no smoke in this big dream incense, and there was no smell at all.
After Chu Heng lit the incense stick, he inserted it into the gap between the two desks, and immediately squatted on the ground and stared at the big rat jumping around in the cage.
After about a minute or two, one of the four mice suddenly fell down without any warning, and then like dominoes, the other mice also fell one after another.
And their situations were all the same, they all fell suddenly without any warning.
"fainted!"
Chu Heng raised his eyebrows in excitement. This was the first time that he saw the effect of Da Meng Xiang. He quickly lifted up the cage and shook it vigorously, but no matter how bumpy it was, the mice had no intention of waking up. If not Even breathing, he thought he was dead.
"It's just like the book, like a dead body, at your mercy!" He put down the cage and grinned, feeling full of accomplishment.
After spending so long, I finally came up with this crap!
"Master Chu, Master Chu!"
At this moment, Du San's voice suddenly sounded from outside the door. He was so excited that he forgot to knock on the door for a moment and just opened the door and barged in.
When I came in, I saw Chu Heng squatting on the ground looking at the dead mouse. He opened his mouth curiously and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, the guy's vision went dark and he fell down softly.
"grass!"
Chu Heng hurriedly went up to support him and put him on a chair. He immediately extinguished Damengxiang and opened the doors and windows for ventilation.
After everything was done, he looked back at Du San, went up and patted it a few times, and when he saw that he didn't want to wake up, he didn't rush to give him the antidote, but the old god took out the cigarette. I lit one, returned to my seat and started smoking slowly.
He wanted to see how long the effects of Dameng Xiang could last on people.
By this time, half an hour had passed.
Du San, who had been asleep for a long time, finally woke up.
He looked at the big boss sitting opposite him with a blank look on his face, and asked nonchalantly: "Master Chu, what's going on with me...?"
"You fainted as soon as you entered the room. It's probably either low blood sugar or low blood pressure. Please take more good supplements later." Chu Heng lied without blinking, and then asked with a concerned look on his face: "Hey , do you feel any discomfort now?"
"It's not uncomfortable at all..."
Du San patted his body, but didn't feel anything strange. Then he touched his butt covertly, and found that there was nothing different from before he came in. He felt a little relieved.
"That's good."
Seeing that he had no side effects, Chu Heng also breathed a sigh of relief, then threw a cigarette and asked: "By the way, what's the matter with you coming here in such a hurry?"
