Oh oh--The little monkey also pointed his nose with his little paws. Tian Xiaopang couldn't help but slap it gently on the back of his head: "Okay, you are my good baby too!"

But the little monkey didn't appreciate it, kept calling out, and his claws were still chewing. It was Xiaoya who understood it best: "Brother Fat, Xiaobai said that you should drink secretly, and it also wants to drink!"

Is this guy a dog? His nose is so good? Tian Xiaopang ignored it and continued to chat with everyone: I won’t have your share when I make wine secretly and don’t give it to my father this time!

As we were chatting, we heard the chirping: "Xiaobai drinks."

Tian Xiaopang turned his head and saw that the little monkey was lifting the lid of the cabinet and taking out the wine.

"The cabinet is not locked?" Tian Xiaopang was also puzzled. Seeing that the little monkey was still holding a thin iron wire in his hand, he was a little suspicious, so he locked the cabinet again with the lock and glanced at the little monkey.

Xiaobai came to the cabinet again, poked the wire in his little claw into the lockhole, pulled it twice, then gently pulled it, clicked it, and the lock opened.

If you have grown your abilities, don’t learn, first learn to slip through the door and pick the lock. Tian Xiaopang rushed up and stretched out his hand to slap the little monkey in the butt, but in the end he was reluctant to let it go, so he put down his hand and touched the monkey’s head: “It’s not bad, you are self-taught, you can’t eat anymore, so you go and unlock the lock for others.”

No, you are just educating your children like this? Everyone looked a little straight.

The fat man finally poured half a glass of monkey wine for the little monkey as a reward. He must not give the rest to others. He kept Mr. Liang to drink less a day. Then he took a little honey water and could speed up recovery.

"Dear Xiaopang, do we need to do another hemiplegia recovery test?" Dr. Tang was still addicted. However, Tian Xiaopang still knew the reason why he could not chew too much, so he did not agree for the time being.

But the listener was interested, and Mr. Lin discussed with Tian Xiaopang: He also wanted to invest in Heixiazitun. As for the specific project, Tian Xiaopang still needs to help him make the decision.

If it weren't for the sake of Xiao Nannan's face, Tian Xiaopang would never have accepted his investment. Although Heixiazitun is short of money now, it can develop slowly and steadily, and cannot make money by outsiders.

After slashing his head for a long time, Tian Xiaopang decided to tell the truth: "Mr. Lin, Uncle Liang and Brother Xiaohu are not outsiders, so I will tell the truth. It is better to explain some things clearly first. We, Heixiazi Cooperative, did not intend to attract foreign capital to cooperate. You will definitely not have too high returns in our investment. In this regard, everyone must be mentally prepared, and don't say that we are not righteous at that time."

Liang Xiaohu patted his chest very generously: "We are responsible for investment, production and sales. You Heixiazitun is responsible for the site, raw materials and some labor. Then we cut the accounts and divide them into a total of 50%?"

Logically speaking, this is indeed very discounted. Heixiazitun is like making a fortune by making a fortune in nothing, and enjoying half of the profit, which is simply awesome.

However, Tian Xiaopang shook his head and looked heartbroken: "No matter what kind of investment it is, we Heixiazitun will account for 90% of the income. Moreover, except for you two, we will never accept any commercial investment."

"This is too dark. Just your distribution plan is just like you, and a fool can play with you!" Liang Xiaohu said frankly and directly criticized.

Although Liang Yaoguo and Mr. Lin are not as excited as him, they are obviously just thinking.

After all, they are not like Tian Xiaopang. They can roughly predict the future trend of Heixiazitun, and their vision is limited to other business investment models.

On the contrary, the bystander was Qing, and Dr. Tang suddenly interrupted: "Dear Xiaopang, if you need investment, as long as I release the news, in our country, there will definitely be thousands of rich people waving Franklin to come to you. No matter what the harsh conditions are, they will definitely agree!"

This foreigner has a good relationship with Xiaopang. Everyone knows that he has helped Hu eat. Of course, Liang Xiaohu can't see through it. He thought Dr. Tang was flattering Tian Xiaopang.

Faced with the questioning gaze, Dr. Tang shrugged, muttered English, and then stood up and left. He didn't have that much time to chat here in the United States and had a lot of work. He wrote a paper a week in the past, exhausting him and Professor He.

Except for Tian Xiaopang who didn’t understand it very well, the rest of the people understood it. What Dr. Tang just said was, “Only by buying tickets can you be qualified to enter.”

What does it mean? Heixiazizun Village this place, do you still need tickets? Liang Xiaohu was disdainful at first, and then hesitated again when he thought that this was his blessed land.

His third uncle and Mr. Lin have been in the mall for many years and gradually felt a little savored. Mr. Liang, who had woken up after a sleep, teased the kitten on the kang for a while, and tapped the kang with his fingers to show that he had something to say.

Liang Yaoguo hurriedly came over and saw the old man squirming for a long time before he vaguely heard the three words "sanatorium".

In an instant, Liang Yaoguo was enlightened, looking at his father with reverence, then nodding, expressing his understanding. Otherwise, why would he say that Jiang is the old man? Opening a sanatorium in Heixiazitun is secondary or not to make money. The most important thing is that he can accumulate great connections, which is the help required for family development, and it is not comparable to money.

A hint of excitement flashed in Mr. Lin's eyes, and he had to enter the game. So he went out to find a place where no one was studying.

Tian Xiaopang simply ignored them. Look at the time, it was already 1:30 in the afternoon, so he waved to the little kids: "Let's go, let's go, let's go work--"

"Godfather, I picked up a basket of ears in the morning. What are we doing in the afternoon?" The little Nannan began to perform her merits first. Of course, they couldn't do heavy work, so they just joined in the fun. The ears in the field fell and fell, and it would be better to keep them as food for the winter for birds and beasts. If you eat dried food, you have to ask them to pick up some rice grains.

Tian Xiaopang blinked: "Let's take the children to walk the corn in the afternoon, Xiaoya, go to the team first."

Xiao Ya took the order and soon, a crisp whistle sounded on the avenue outside, and then the little kids ran out one after another, everyone was carrying a small basket, wearing hats and gloves, which was really like that.

"Children, the cornfield in the south of the village, charge--" Tian Xiaopang looked like a child king. With a wave of his arm, dozens of children ran out of the village.

"Baby, slow down, be careful not to fall-" Mrs. Lin couldn't help but feel worried behind her.

The parents and medical staff of the young patients had experience and followed calmly. Someone comforted Mrs. Lin: "As a child, the bumps and bumps are stronger."

No matter how you hear this, these words are all Tian Xiaopang’s tricks, and they probably have been brainwashed. But they are willing to let their children get out of the shadow of autism, even if they are broken, it would be a big deal!

Since they came to Heixiazitun, the second batch of young patients have also achieved remarkable results. They have gradually become happy to communicate and communicate with other children, especially their love for labor - well, this must have been encouraged by the little fat man.

Anyway, it’s okay to be idle, so Liang Xiaohu and Liang Xiaomei went with them. When they went to the fields, they saw busy people everywhere: they were cutting soybeans with sickles. This was the hardest task. They had to bend over and work.

The one who saves a little bit is to peel corn. Someone in front cut all the corn poles with a sickle head and tied them into a shop. The person behind him sat on the corn shop, peeled off the corn ears of corn, then broke it down and threw it into the basket, and finally loaded it into the car and pulled it back.

Tian Xiaopang led the children to break the green corn. The corn cob was relatively small and the little kids could break it. Of course, after a long time of drying, the side on his hands would be ground into a water soak. This is a glorious commemoration of labor.

"Brother Xiaopang, there is a wild boar over there!" Liang Xiaomei's eyes were sharp-eyed and saw a big wild boar walking the soybeans leisurely eating in a field of harvested soybeans. During the autumn harvest, no matter how clean the food is, there will inevitably be no lost crops.

Tian Xiaopang looked up and said, "It's Xiaobai's exclusive mount, Pig Bujue. If you want to ride it, you can ask Xiaobai's white-collar worker to enjoy it."

Of course, Liang Xiaomei was eager to try with excitement, but soon, her little face thrusts again: "But, the wild boar is so dirty."

Liang Xiaohu was not afraid: "I'll go, I'll go, little sister, you just happened to take a few photos for me. I'll send them out and ask them to take a look. Brother is also a man who can be a wild boar knight!"

Tian Xiaopang didn't care. They just played it all, and they didn't expect to do anything. Soon, the Liang brothers and sisters followed Xiaobai back. Both of them were in high spirits and seemed to be having fun. The Liang brothers and sisters were holding half a corn pole in their hands, and they had already stripped off the outer skin, not putting it in their mouths and biting it off, then chewing it for a while, then spitting the scraps in their mouths on the ground.

"Xiaopang, this thing is delicious, just like sugarcane." Liang Xiaohu also ran to Tian Xiaopang to show off.

"How did you find that this thing can be eaten?" Tian Xiaopang couldn't help but look up. You know, you are not from a rural child, and rarely know that the juice of the green corn pole has a little sweetness, which quenches thirst and craving.

Liang Xiaohu smiled and said, "I saw that Zhu Bujie chewed it first, so I tasted it. It tasted pretty good."

In general, although the green corn poles are a bit sweet, they are not very delicious because of Baden. Heixiazitun is also strange this year, and the grade of the products has been improved, so the sweetness of the corn poles is quite strong.

The little kids worked for a long time, and the wind was strong in the fields, their lips were dry, and they were a little thirsty, so they all wanted to eat corn poles. Tian Xiaopang said yelling: "We won't eat this, Master will find you something more."

After saying that, he ran to the ground with a sickle, and soon came back with a large bundle of green stalks and threw them on the corn shop: "Come on, one person, peel the skin first, chew the juice inside, and finally spit out the residue. When peeling, be careful not to cut the hand."

"This is sorghum, can you eat the stalks of this thing?" Liang Xiaohu is not bad, at least he doesn't know sorghum, but he knows sorghum, mainly because the sorghum ears on the top are too obvious.

Tian Xiaopang smiled without saying a word and took the lead in demonstrating the little kids. He first pouted one section, about one foot long, thicker than the finger of the big thumb. Then he bit the outer skin with his teeth, tore it off batch by batch, revealing green and watery things inside, and then put it in his mouth, bit it off, and chewed it crisply.

The little kids naturally followed suit, and parents and medical staff also came to help. Of course, they also tried it themselves. They only felt that the juice was sweet and the sweet taste was very good, which was better than sugar cane.

As for Liang Xiaohu, he had long since skimmed the corn pole, and these two things were not of the same level at all. In Tian Xiaopang's words, it was: one was eaten by pigs and the other was eaten by humans.

This was quite annoying. If Liang Xiaohu hadn't felt that he could not beat Tian Xiaopang, he would have gone up to him and said.

Because there are too many people, each person will die after eating for a few chords. Liang Xiaohu was not satisfied with the food, and he walked around and saw a sorghum field not far away. So he ran over with a sickle, cut a large bundle back with great effort, and threw it on the ground like Tian Xiaopang, shouting boldly: "Come on, come and eat it, please be sure of it!"

Tian Xiaopang looked at him and laughed. The little kids who were about to get started were also stopped by him.

If I don’t eat it, I will eat it myself. Liang Xiaohu took one, stuffed it into his mouth, bit off a large piece, and chewed it hard. But the more I chewed it, the less taste it was. It was dry and like a cotton pulp. The most important thing was that it didn’t have any sweetness at all.
Chapter completed!