Escape to the desert and farming: the doomsday boss dressed as the best eldest sister

Now that the season for planting has passed, it shouldn't be the time for rice to grow.

However, Bai Junjun has a supernatural power in his hand, which can directly catalyze it, not to mention sprouting, it is no problem to let it mature immediately.

After finishing all this, Bai Junjun looked towards the open space next door.

Between the flips of her wrist, the trees in the nearby open space also began to grow.

After a while, various livestock sheds such as cowsheds, pig pens, sheep pens, and chicken pens are automatically generated.

Brand new homes all awaiting new owners.

Bai Junjun is responsible for building the house, and the fox is responsible for getting out the chickens, ducks, geese, horses, dogs and cattle in the space and putting them in the corresponding places.

I saw that the cultivated area was full of green seedlings, and the pasture area was filled with the sound of cocks crowing and dogs barking. This peaceful and far-reaching appearance is just like a painting.

It was dawn before they knew it, and the two of them knew it was time to go home.

Of course, the main reason is that urban and rural planning cannot be completed at one time, and the remaining orchards, workshops and markets will be done slowly in another day.

Before leaving, Bai Junjun specially left a barrier to prevent people from breaking it in advance when wandering around.

On the way, Li Wenli smiled: "It seems that you are in the last days, and you often fantasize about this kind of pastoral life."

Missy's movements seemed to have been practiced thousands of times.

"Who doesn't want to."

Bai Junjun sighed: "Perhaps the common people outside also think about it. It's a pity that these high-ranking people don't understand what the common people want. Speaking of it, I don't know what happened to Fat Ball County Magistrate and Old Qiu Uncle."

"We can go out and bring them back after we get this place done." Li Wenli replied simply: "Besides, we really need someone to manage such a big place, and Fat Ball is quite suitable."

Bai Junjun's eyes lit up: "That's right, speaking of it, old uncle Qiu has practiced with Fat Ball for so long, so he should be a teacher. It's time to take him back."

The two looked at each other and smiled, both reading joy in each other's eyes.

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The next day, when everyone got up to eat breakfast, they suddenly found a "cuckoo" sound in the courtyard.

Hearing this sound, everyone was stunned for a moment, looking for the sound, only to see a cage of pigeons looking at them innocently in the courtyard.

The wooden cage was very narrow, and there were about twenty or thirty pigeons in it, and the cage was packed to the brim.

"My God, how did this pigeon come here?" Mrs. Lin was a little surprised.

The old gentlemen didn't expect that they only mentioned pigeons yesterday, and then they really appeared.

The seven-member team and Bai Sasha's siblings rolled their eyes, feeling like they knew the answer, but...not so sure.

After a while, the two masters related to pigeons came out of the room sleepily.

"Girl, come and take a look, how come there is an extra cage of pigeons!"

Mr. Danhe didn't suspect him, so he dragged Bai Junjun over to watch the excitement.

"Hey, really." Bai Junjun's acting skills were a little awkward, but in the eyes of Mr. Danhe, Tu'er usually looked like this, so he didn't think it was strange, and he still reasoned with concern.

"Do you think it was sent by the Fire Eaters?"

Bai Junjun scratched his head, expressing that he didn't know.

"Could they really go deep into the bandit's lair? Hey, let's go and see if anyone is injured, and don't kill people just because of a few pigeons."

The so-called parental heart of doctors, Mr. Danhe's kindness is fully reflected at this moment.

Bai Junjun had no choice but to say, "They're not in the school building at this point, so you should have breakfast first. Besides, after fighting bandits for so many years, they must have some tricks, so don't worry about it."