Chapter 11

There are about four villages drawn by the Uygur elderly, each of which can be found on the black technology map.

The waterways in these villages have been completely cut off. If not, there may be no more water.

It doesn't take much effort to help others. Chen Mu is not stingy. He tries to connect these waterways with a map, but the feedback is: "there is not enough vitality to connect them all."

According to Chen Mu's understanding, only the so-called five hundred ounces of vitality were used to connect the villages of the Uygur elderly. The four villages should add up to 2000 ounces of vitality. He had more than enough vitality on hand, but he did not expect that this was not the case.

All of a sudden, he couldn't help thinking about what the so-called vitality is.

There is life when you plant trees. Is life a tree?

Obviously not.

It can only be said that trees and vitality have something to do with it. Otherwise, if he had used so much vitality, these trees would have died.

Therefore, vitality should be something attached to trees.

In other words, vitality depends on the existence of life.

Life energy

This is the most reliable definition that Chen mu can think of.

As for whether this is true, we will have to look at it slowly and verify it slowly in the future.

In any case, Chen Mu fell in love with his tree planting industry at this moment.

More than ten acres of land behind the gas station are his training forest farm.

So from the next day on, he planted trees faster and faster. Compared with the efficiency of the first day, he could hardly compare with the efficiency of the first day.

The next day he planted 250 trees, working hard from morning to night.

The direct result of this was that he had enough vitality of 3100 ounces to connect the waterways for those villages.

As for the upgrade, I'm sorry, the vitality is not enough.

Chen Mu is not discouraged at all. After all, he has found the right direction to collect vitality, and upgrading is only a matter of time.

I have to say that Comrade Hu Xiaoer has always been with Mr. Chen in the depressed tree planting industry. He has been wandering around the forest farm since drinking milk in the morning and watching him work.

Mr. Chen, who focuses on his career, doesn't feel much about it. He thinks that this product is a bit of a hindrance. After all, he should keep an eye on it from time to time to prevent it from stealing saplings.

On the contrary, comrade azimaiti in the distance has been looking at this place with envious eyes, as if he would like to replace him with his body.

On the third day, history repeats itself

The old Uighur once again rushed into Chen Mu's bedroom early in the morning, excitedly saying the news that the wells in those villages were coming out again. At the same time, he worshipped the ground and recited the Scriptures to express his praise for Hu da.

This event once again proved Comrade Hu Xiaoer's divine status, and Chen mu, as Comrade Hu Xiaoer's favorite, was also appreciated by the elderly.

And this time, the "well water" issue has a greater impact than before. At noon, those imams who have been there once again gather at the gas station.

When they arrived on a donkey, Chen Mu was planting his 100th tree of the day.

"Xiaomu, can I call you that?"

Ali Mu Da maola spoke to Chen mu in a soft voice. His eyes seemed to be looking at a beloved child of his own. He was amiable.

Chen Mu has made psychological preparations. The other party may come with some request. He should ask him to convey the request to Hu Xiaoer, and then Hu Xiaoer will report it to Hu da.

He is very self-conscious and knows his own details. He can deliver the request. However, if it can be realized, he can't do it. So he has thought out the excuse and is ready to clear himself.

But I didn't expect that Ali Mu Da Mullah didn't make any request. Instead, he solemnly handed him an ancient Scripture, saying, "this is the oldest ancient Scripture preserved in our mosque. There are also many letters of imams of past dynasties. You can have a look."

"Ah?"

Chen Mu was quite surprised. He took the ancient scripture at a loss. Then he woke up and quickly declined: "how can this be? I, this is too expensive. You give me this one. It's really I can't take it. "

Ali mu Damara insisted on putting the ancient Scripture into Chen Mu's hands, and then said, "Xiaomu, we have already known about your water demand for wells in several villages. Thank you very much for your help. So I discussed with several imams, and this ancient Scripture can be preserved here first."

Listen to this, the Scriptures will be preserved here after that?

Chen Mu is more confused. He is not even musilin. It's not good to put such precious things here?

Ali mu Damara said: "if you have time, you can have a look at our scriptures. I know that you are a college student. Your education level is certainly enough. After reading the Scriptures, you will know more about us."

Chen Mu came back to his senses and said, "I'm just an ordinary person. I don't know the scriptures at all. I dare not take such valuable things. It can't workAli mu Damara pointed to Hu Xiaoer in the distance and said, "although you are not muslin, you are the person favored by Hu Da's Messenger, and you are the one who is blessed by Hu da. Hu DA has his deep intention to do so. Therefore, whether you are musilin or not, we are willing to give you the ancient scriptures, and you don't need to have any burden for it."

Hearing this, Chen Mu didn't know what to say.

People don't care that he is not musilin's identity, and he is reluctant to refuse.

The imams came here as if to say the words and send the Scriptures, and then they soon rode away on donkeys.

Chen Mu was left holding the ancient scriptures in a daze, but he couldn't return to the taste for a long time.

"Xiao Mu, put the Scriptures away quickly. Don't damage them."

After a long time, the Uygur old man who has been watching can't help but come to remind Chen mu.

Chen Mu sighed and looked at the ancient Scripture. He thought that since all the people had sent it, he would turn to it again when he was free. However, no matter what, it can't be damaged even if you don't read it. It needs to be preserved.

Put the ancient scriptures in the drawer of the room and lock it. Chen Mu immediately put the matter down.

Whether he had this ancient Scripture or not, it had little influence on him, so he continued to focus on planting trees.

At 9:00 p.m., he finally planted all the saplings and won a phased victory.

Standing at the gas station and looking at the saplings in the forest farm, although they are a little scattered, they look very spectacular and have a great sense of achievement.

"It seems that I have to go and buy some more saplings tomorrow."

After being happy, Chen Mu finally found a big obstacle on the way forward.

When the saplings are planted, they will buy them again. There is money all over here.

In his present situation, I'm afraid he won't be able to buy many saplings and go bankrupt.

This is a big problem.

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