Song Jian brought Wang Qi to a place outside the residential area where several poplar trees grew side by side, pointing to them and said, "This is where we collect wood."
After that, Song Jian stepped forward and brutally punched one of the poplar trees.
These poplar trees were just ordinary ones, and even after being completely harvested, they would reappear in just five or six hours. Only precious trees would permanently disappear after being harvested.
Boom, boom, boom~
Watching Song Jian's fists smashing into the sturdy tree trunk, Wang Qi was stunned and couldn't help but gawk as the tree shook continuously.
"Brother Song, is this how you gather wood?" Wang Qi's lips trembled as he asked, "I am not very educated, so don't deceive me!"
