After dinner and sleeping at night, the sun rises in the morning, and they also get up.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Ao Muyang looked to the east.

The sea fog came to the mountain with the night wind and turned into morning mist. The mountain wind blew, and the mist was like a misty immortal silk, flying up and down, dancing gracefully, and extremely elegant.

The rising sun rises, and the orange-red sunlight sprinkles into the mist, clearly showing the fog slowly dancing, like dew and lightning, like dreams and illusions!

A group of wild birds flew out in a row in the shape of the morning glow, and their figures were shuttled through the mountain fog, looming, close and separated from each other.

Seeing this, he sighed: "Birds who wake up early will eat insects, and those who wake up early will be eaten by birds. So should they get up early?"

Ao Jinfu scratched his head, obviously not understanding what he meant.

Ao Zhiman said leisurely: "Get up early? This is still early? Stop at sunset and work at sunrise. This is the normal routine passed down by our ancestors!"

Ao Muyang shook his head: "That won't work, it's still too early. Going to bed late will ruin the morning, and getting up early will ruin the whole day."

I was tired yesterday afternoon, but today I was really exhausted. When the old man climbed up the tree, he was in a daze and almost fell from the middle of the tree.

This scared Lao Ao and quickly called him down: "Forget it, Master Man, take a break first, take a break first."

The old man was stubborn and said stubbornly: "No, I'm fine."

Ao Muyang said: "You have to think clearly, Master Man, if something happens, who will Fuwa rely on in this life? He hasn't learned your skills yet."

After hearing what he said, the old man gave in.

He slowly climbed down, looking depressed, and murmured: "Oh, it's okay to not accept old age, it's okay to not accept old age. I'm so old, ah, so old..."

The old man looked at the east blankly, and under the brilliant sunshine, there was a lonely and lonely back.

For a moment, the hero is old.

Ao Muyang comforted him and said, "Master Man, you are thinking too much. You are not because you are old. We were too tired yesterday. Look at me, a young man, right? I am so strong that I am, right? But now my legs are weak and I can't climb trees."

The old man said mercilessly: "Then you are a soft-legged shrimp. At your age, I climb trees and cut pine oil for seven or eight days, and there is no problem at all!"

"Brother, are you kidney deficiency?" The boy asked in a timely manner.

Ao Muyang said angrily: "Where is the kidney deficiency?"

The boy sniffed and said, "It's okay, village chief, there's nothing to admit. You two can't climb, so I'll go climb a tree."

Ao Muyang said: "No need, anyway, just go up and check it and let the head of state go."

"How can the head of state go and see it? It doesn't understand." Ao Jinfu said curiously.

Ao Muyang used the mobile phone video recording function to tie the phone to the head of the head and teach it to go up and take a picture of the bag with his head. This is very simple, and the head of the head easily understands what he means.

So the head of state climbed up the tree and then climbed down. Ao Muyang played back the video of his mobile phone and saw that some sticky pine oil had accumulated in the bag inside.

There is no doubt that this tree is fine.

In this way, all the remaining plastic bags were photographed. The head of state climbed the tree fast enough. It took me at least ten minutes to check the situation on a tree. I would not be able to use it for a minute!

They are lucky, or the old man is indeed a good master in cutting pine oil. All the trees they choose have pine oil flowing out. Some trees have sufficient pine oil, and the amount of pine oil collected in plastic bags is already quite considerable.

After packing up their things, they went down the mountain.

It is said that going up the mountain is easy and difficult to go down the mountain. In fact, for Laoshan people, going down the mountain is easier. At least, saving effort and walking fast.

They entered the village from the mountain, but they had not yet separated, but they met Ao Mupeng and others in a hurry.

Seeing that they were anxious to rush to the village, Ao Muyang suddenly mentioned in his heart: "What's going on? What happened when you are so anxious?"

Ao Mupeng turned around and said, "Oh, Longtou, nothing happened. Someone just caught a treasure stone. Everyone went to see it. I heard that the stone was valuable."

"Is it Hai Amber?" Old Master Ao Zhiman asked quickly.

Ao Mupeng shook his head: "No, it's a strange ocean stone, which is said to be worth millions of miles."

"What kind of strange ocean stone?" Ao Muyang wondered, "Chenchalice under the sea? Deep sea red coral?"

Ao Mupeng continued to shake his head and said, "I haven't gone to see it yet. I just heard about this..."

"It's the kind of strange stone, a stone with special patterns. This time the pattern is said to be a Maitreya Buddha." Ao Xiaolin, the young man next to him, added.

Ao Muyang understood that it turned out to be a natural stone with strange patterns, with countless rocks under the sea, and the nature is strange and magical. Some of the patterns on the stones naturally look like certain patterns, so they have great value.

However, this thing has no market value, and there are many people who collect it, but not many people are willing to spend a high price to collect it.

Ao Jinfu curled his lips and said, "More hype, pure hype, the gallstones pulled out by the Jade Emperor are not worth so much money."

"Hey, don't worry, Fuwa, this stone is valuable, and some collectors have given an estimate. It is said that the tourist who picked up the stone is considering whether to take action." Ao Mupeng said.

Ao Muyang thought it was also a hype, or a scam. Someone picked up a so-called strange stone and happened to meet a collector. What a fool!

It would definitely not work if he played this trick on his territory. Many scenic spots have local characters to trick tourists. Ao Muyang does not allow such a thing to happen in Longtou Village.

He followed Ao Mupeng and his party to the beach with a gloomy face, and then saw many tourists and villagers gathered together. Everyone looked envious and discussed:

"Oh, their family was so lucky. They went out to spend money on vacation and ended up making a lot of money!"

"That's one million, real money, people say they will transfer the money immediately."

"I saw it. It was a good stone. It was really like the Buddha. It was definitely a treasure!"

There are many envious voices, but there are also many doubts. Many people have the same attitude as Ao Muyang, thinking that this is a scam. They are just watching the fun and are not very interested.

After all, people have been deceived too many times these days, and there are not enough fools.

"Haha, one million stones are a diamond?"

"There is a statue of Jesus on that stone, and it is not worth a million!"

"Bold, dare to insult my Lord with wild words, wait to go to hell!"

Amid the messy voice, Ao Muyang walked into the crowd. He decided to interfere in the matter and asked in a deep voice: "There is a million-dollar strange stone? Can it open my eyes?"

"Brother Xiaoyang is here, just in time, come here and take a look. Your Longtou Village is a treasure." A voice sounded, and the person who spoke surprised Ao Muyang.
Chapter completed!