Chapter 470 [Clean up the backpack]
Fang Chang was like this, sleeping in the night wind for a whole night, without going back to the house.
Actually, for him, lying on an outdoor recliner or a warm jade bed inside is both comfortable, and there is not much difference. The cold mountain wind and dew did not affect him.
Glissy morning dew had condensed on the surrounding grass blades and leaves on the ground, but the corners of his clothes were still dry.
Gently stood up from the reclining chair, Fang Chang walked to the edge of the cliff, sat on the morning class stone, and looked at the east.
A ray of dawn has already appeared in the sky. The originally dark night sky was illuminated by this light, and the eastern half of the sky showed a dim blue color. And the stars in the sky were also slightly affected and became sparse. But those bright stars are therefore more eye-catching.
The sun first exposed a little bit of the edge, and in an instant, golden light poured out, covering half of the sky. Although only a side is exposed, it already has the aura of looking down on the world. Whether it is the night sky or the starlight, they are all eclipsed in front of this bright light.
Instead, the clouds in the east dyed themselves orange red with the brilliance of the sun.
As the round figure in the sky jumped up from the horizon, the earth came alive.
Birds began to fly and leap in the surrounding mountains, busy looking for food or sucking the morning dew. The vegetation became greener as the sun rose, and there was mist in the mountains. When the sun shines again, the flocks The mountain becomes like a giant dragon in the clouds. Fang Chang has a wide field of vision here, and with his extraordinary eyesight, he can see the countryside in the distance, where there is already smoke from cooking.
He gently got up from the morning class stone, ready to walk back.
The gourd vine beside the stone has grown again, and a bunch of small gourds have formed on it, shaking with the wind, like a wind chime. The wooden surface of the boat that Fang Chang threw on the edge of the cliff before was a little white due to the wind and sun.
The few eagles on the big tree by the cliff also became busy with the arrival of morning. Since Fang Chang had beaten the mule away at the very beginning, the turmoil in the world did not affect the mountain, and the eagle and his family lived very comfortably. At this moment, the silly eagle was taking a few children to the bottom of the cliff to find small animals for breakfast, and by the way taught the children how to hunt.
Fang Chang first went to the vegetable bed, pulled a few vegetables, washed them casually in Huanhuaxi for breakfast, then returned to the nearby work shed, found a broom, and began to clean the cliff.
No one has taken care of it for a long time, and the fallen leaves are everywhere on the cliff. The leaves that fell early have been dried, and they were blown to the corners by the mountain wind to overlap, and then they were wet by rain and dew, and accumulated there. The area on Xianqi Cliff is very large, and Fang Chang worked from morning to noon before cleaning the entire cliff and throwing the accumulated fallen leaves into the ash pit not far away for composting.
Then he took out some dry food from his backpack, ate lunch hastily, then fetched water from a wooden bucket, cleaned the inside and outside of the Unnamed Hall, and slowly wiped the furnishings in the house, and cleaned the kitchen and work shed , cellar, stone table and more.
After the inside and outside of the house were completely new, he went to the shed again, dropped the broom and picked up the hoe.
The crops and vegetables in the field behind the hall are growing mixed with various weeds, and the situation in the medicine field and flower field is also a bit chaotic. Both of these are delicate tasks, and there is no rush or rush, but Fang Chang is very patient and has a lot of leisure time. For the next two days, he will spend the next two days in the field, tending crops, vegetables, flowers, and medicinal materials.
Fang Chang retracted his hoe.
The field in front of me has become neat and clean, and it looks pleasing to the eye. The land has been hoed finely and softly, which can retain water and is suitable for crop growth, and there are not even half of weeds. The same is true for the medicine fields and flower fields not far away.
He put the **** back, replaced it with an iron bucket, and took the shovel.
Temporarily dug a canal, diverted water from Huanhuaxi to the farmland, flooded the crops and vegetable beds once, and then carried water in the back, and carefully watered the flowers and herbs according to different characteristics before the work was completed.
Compared to when he just came back, Xianqi Cliff looks completely new.
Every place and everything on the cliff has a comfortable rhythm, even the most picky obsessive-compulsive disorder will come here, and there will be praise from the bottom of my heart.
Fang Chang looked at all this on the cliff and felt very satisfied.
He returned to the work shed, put the rattan basket of the old man on his back, took an iron ax and threw it in, and went out to go down the mountain.
Walking down the plank road, Fang Chang turned around and entered the depths of Yunzhong Mountain. There was no shortage of food in the cellar on the cliff, and there were also all kinds of pickled vegetables and cured meats that could be stored. When the chickens in the forest on the cliff are caught, there will be no shortage of eggs, but after all, some seasonal mountain delicacies will be missing.
Besides, there was not much salt in the kitchen, so he had to drop by the cave to dig some salt for use.
The scenery along the way is pleasant.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, and most of the eyes are thriving trees.
When Fang Chang came back from the mountain, there were several large pieces of salt in the basket behind Fang Chang, a sika deer that had lost its vital signs, and many fruits and delicious plant stems and leaves on the mountain. The good things that can only be eaten in the mountains are rare outside the mountains.
In addition, he also carried six large logs up.
They are all good pine trees of similar age. After being cut down by him, he removed the branches with an axe, intercepted the middle section and carried them back.
The pine wood in the mountains is strong and flexible, and it is excellent for beams and columns.
Fang Chang plans to find more interesting things for himself to do in the next long time. The spiritual sense told him that this might help him realize the way he practiced and take a further step on the road of practice.
It is a win-win situation to be able to relax and practice at the same time.
Win yourself twice.
So he is very interested in making work plans for himself.
Throwing a few beams and pillars beside the work shed, put the harvested game and salt into the kitchen, Fang Chang returned to his room first, opened the backpack thrown on Nuanyu's bedside, and began to take stock of the sundries inside.
Since the package on the back has become very holdable, Fang Chang has developed the habit of stuffing various things into it.
Whether it's the things he bought, the rare vegetation and minerals he saw on the road, various tools and utensils when he was on the road, leftover food, supplies from the downhill, strings of coins exchanged, or the seizures during the calamity, he stuffed them into them with ease. Behind the scenes, this also makes the inside very complicated.
Fang Chang is going to clean up the inside once, and put everyone in their place.
(end of this chapter)