170. Chapter 169, Yang Xiaole, a second-rate man, has no future at all.

Author: Matcha flavored ice cream

Chapter 169, Yang Xiaole, a second-rate man, has no future at first glance

I went to the household registration department and inquired about something, and it was indeed according to the regulations. If you have a private house in the city, you can indeed have your household registration in the city.

But there is one thing: it must be a house that has been registered before, and private construction is not allowed.

And a very important point is that registered private property does not belong to allocated housing. If after selling it, they want to apply for household registration, the household registration of the owner's family will be deleted.

After hearing that, Yang Xiaole knew that it was not possible anymore.

Since the dual urban-rural structure was established next year, many loopholes in the household registration have been plugged.

If you can think of it, they can also think of it.

Just hope that you are lucky enough to encounter shantytowns and don't ask for help from people leaving Kyoto.

Otherwise it's really out of the question.

After asking for help, he left the street office.

After coming out, I was not in a hurry to go somewhere else, but found a place and quietly entered the space.

Because the small grape seedlings I got at Gou Sheng’s house had grown up over the past three months, and bunches of purple-red grapes were hanging on the grape trellis I built.

Mouthwatering.

After thinking for a while, he took a basket and picked more than a dozen bunches of grapes. Ye Yi got more than twenty kilograms of grapes.

If you have this kind of thing, it will basically take less than a month to mature.

Even faster, because there is no hibernation period in space.

Pick the reddest one and pop it into your mouth.

Sweet, very sweet, almost no sourness.

I picked out a few semi-green ones and tasted them. They were sweet and sour.

He doesn't like sour grapes.

Now that Bu Nao was not picky, he made a bunch, washed it, and started eating.

While eating, I looked at the peach tree next to the well.

After the peach trees bloomed three months ago, they haven't bloomed yet, nor have they withered. Anyway, they haven't had any reaction at all.

Are there any bees there that have been collecting honey there, almost continuously for three months?

Looking at the peach tree that showed no signs of its original state, Yang Xiaole murmured: "Damn, are my flat peaches? They bloomed in three thousand years, and they bloomed in three thousand years? They matured in three thousand years? Nine thousand years in the east? When my fruits are ripe, I guess my bones will

I can’t find it anywhere.”

For three months, the well water almost never stopped.

It’s almost equivalent to three years in the outside world, so what the hell is it?

I begged him to hope that the peach would grow, and it would have a wonderful effect. He even wanted to use the peach blossom to make peach blossom wine.

Didn't bother with that.

Instead, he focused on the two pheasants.

At this time, the male pheasant had eaten enough and regained its strength.

That thing, like a human being, was full and warm and full of lust. At this moment, it jumped up to the hen and pinned the hen to the ground without moving.

He's holding the chicken's butt and hitting the hen's back!

After watching it for a while, I didn't see how they played poker.

Then I lost interest in watching it.

Yesterday and tomorrow, Ye Yi bought four wild eggs, but he didn't take them away, and he didn't know if those eggs had suffered anything.

It doesn't matter where you put it.

Then he set his sights on honey.

More than three months have passed. At this time, there are 8 bee spleens in the wooden box where the bees make their home. They are quite large, about thirty to forty centimeters in diameter.

Otherwise it's time to harvest honey.

I found a clean enamel basin and controlled the boning knife to carefully cut out the honey.

It felt like the food was being dug away, and the bees flew up.

But if he were in space, he wouldn't be able to bite him.

I cut off 6 large pieces and left two pieces to avoid starving to death later. The bees have peach blossom pollen to eat, so they shouldn't starve to death.

The hive is divided into three parts: the pollen part, the pupa part, and the honey part.

Put the pollen comb and bee pupae back, leaving the pure honey comb.

After weighing the item, Li Yi weighed about five or six kilograms.

It is estimated that there are too few fields. Although the growth cycle is already very fast, the amount of fields is very small.

So if you want to grow all rapeseed, there will definitely be a lot of it.

Bu Nao is already pretty good.

Took a taste.

Very sweet, somewhat tangy, and with a very slight sour taste.

It's really delicious.

After tasting a few mouthfuls, he collected the honey.

He, who is usually not short of fuel and water, feels that this thing is really cool.

It didn't occur to him that he had just eaten a big chunk.

After spitting out the dregs of the beehive and feeding the animals some food, he had some space.

After I came out, I was thinking about my previous thoughts and started riding around the neighborhood to see if anyone had a house for sale.

After walking around the streets, he found two shantytowns.

They are not very big, with only ten or twenty households.

When he heard him asking if anyone was selling a house over there, everyone looked at him like a fool.

Where will you live if your house is sold?

have to!

After asking several times in a row, Yang Xiaole didn't find out the truth, so he stopped asking so as not to be regarded as a fool.

There is nothing to do either left or right.

Those who were studying were studying, and those who were in class were in class. No one was suitable for him, so he just went home and came out after lunch.

There is a way back from Bu Nao, and he has entered the dimension.

I brought a bamboo pole back with me.

Take out a large sewing needle and thread, heat it red and bend it, untie the nylon rope, pull out the liquid nylon rope and thread it into the needle hole.

He took out a bamboo pole of about four meters that he had obtained earlier in the space and tied the rope to it.

Tried it, it works great.

He also took a small fish basket and stuffed some small fish into it. The big one weighed more than a pound.

After finishing it, I left the space and headed home.

In the courtyard when he returned home, Yang Xiaole looked at a tricycle parked at the door of the house.

He stretched out his head and took a look curiously.

When I found my father inside, I rushed in.

Inside, I saw a man holding a toolbox and wearing tap water overalls, working on things in the kitchen.

There were four people standing next to me.

In addition to the father, there was a middle-aged man in his forties and a young man in his twenties.

The last one was of course Aunt Zhang, who belonged to the neighborhood committee.

"Dad, what are we doing? Director Zhang, you are coming tomorrow too!"

Dad stood at the door of the kitchen curiously, stretching his head to look.

Hearing the sound and seeing Fu's son, he smiled happily and said, "Oh, the tap water has been turned on, and Fu will open for business the day after tomorrow, Monday."

"oh!"

Yang Xiaole was surprised.

It's been more than three months, can it be considered open? It's so difficult to open a restaurant.

Director Zhang turned around and looked around. He looked familiar, so he asked his name, then smiled and nodded to say hello.

He was not surprised that Aunt Zhang was wrong.

After watching a few things, he asked the question: "Are all the masters in charge of the ladle here?"
To be continued...