Count Lebinia led the most powerful farmer in Drogo City, the senior earth magician Drove, along the newly built rammed earth road, passing Iron Sand City, Stromgarde, and crossing a steel structure.
The bridge took a big turn and finally arrived outside Beifeng City.
What she saw along the way made Lebinia stunned: "Isn't this a big change? Why is Beifeng City developing so well? Isn't this a desert? Why are there so many trees?"
Drov was also surprised: "Looking at the water and soil, it shouldn't be possible to grow a tree. What kind of tree is this? A jujube tree? What kind of tree is that one? It's also a jujube tree? Why haven't I seen this variety? Is it a new variety?
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As a senior magician and a druid, Drov is a senior farmer and the most powerful farmer in Drogo City.
Just by hearing his name, you can tell that he has a vague relationship with Drogo City, so he is usually very arrogant and looks down on ordinary farmers or druids.
If Lebinia hadn't repeatedly emphasized that coming to participate in the Grain Seed Competition could show off his great planting skills to the "country bumpkins" in Beifong City, he would never have bothered to go to the North Wind Desert to participate in the Grain Seed Competition.
You can tell with your toes that there are no high-yielding grains in barren mountains like Beifeng City. It would be great to be able to grow something.
Unexpectedly, before he entered the territory of Beifeng City, he felt that something was wrong. Beifeng City was not as desolate as he imagined. Anyway, there were new varieties of crops everywhere that he had never seen before, such as this
Unknown date trees on both sides of the road.
There are actually jujube trees that I don’t recognize?
What surprised him was that while pedestrians were coming and going on the road, the branches were still covered with tender and emerald jujubes. This was an incredible scene.
You know, there is famine everywhere in this world. Let alone green dates, even leaves, bark, and roots are sometimes difficult to stay in their original positions. Isn't Beifeng City short of food?
But even if there is no shortage of food, there will always be poor people. But no one comes to pick the jujube trees planted on the roadside. Could it be that the people in Beifeng City are of high quality?
This strong question lingered in his mind until he met a farmer who was cooling off under a tree. He couldn't bear it anymore and got off the carriage to ask.
The farmer looked at him and smiled honestly: "The guest must be coming from afar. Do you know the god of planting?"
"God of planting? Druid?" Drov raised his eyebrows and said with some dissatisfaction.
Planting is a matter that requires knowledge and experience. He hates it most when it is associated with gods and monsters. Those guys who pray to gods and witches all day long are poor farmers. They only know how to do it.
Place your production on the blessing of the gods.
Just like this typhoon, it was clearly done by magicians and warlocks from the Undead Empire and the Warlock Alliance, but many farmers still regarded it as a miracle and a blessing from some kind of god. Drov hated it very much.
This kind of thing.
However, he heard the dissatisfaction in Derov's tone. The farmer smiled and said nothing. He just muttered something to the jujube tree, then climbed up the tree briskly and picked two green jujubes.
One of them popped into his mouth and he made a crunching sound when he bit it. Obviously, these green dates were extremely crispy.
Some juice splashed out from the cracked place, and some water mist appeared. It was obvious that the green dates contained a lot of water.
The farmer had a satisfied smile on his face. It was obvious that these green dates were extremely sweet.
Drov couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and looked up at the green dates on the tree. If the magician's restraint hadn't stopped him, he might have used magic to knock the green dates off the tree.
The farmer didn't mean to offend him, but for some special reasons, the farmer had to demonstrate clearly first, because the people who had been hurt before complained to him.
The farmer ate half of a green date and then asked: "Guest, do you know the God of Life? Where is the Goddess of Harvest? Don't you even know?"
At this time, Lebinia in the carriage stuck her head out and said: "I know the goddess of harvest."
The farmer was relieved and asked quickly: "Would you like to say: May you be fruitful, have a barn full of rice and wheat, and have good harvests year after year?"
Rabinia was a little curious about what the farmer wanted to do, and quickly said something in cooperation.
After she finished speaking, the farmer handed her another green date, climbed up the tree again, and picked another one.
Rabinia bit into the green date and her eyes suddenly lit up.
After traveling all morning, she was tired, hungry and thirsty. Suddenly she ate a sweet, juicy and crispy green date. She felt refreshed all over her body and couldn't help but say: "It's so sweet."
"Sweet it, the Harvest Goddess bless you so that you can taste the sweetest fruits." The farmer smiled honestly.
Drov understood a little bit, and frowned and asked: "I am not a believer of the Harvest Goddess, so I can't eat these green dates?"
The farmer waved his hand quickly: "No, no, no, you can eat it, give it to you."
The farmer handed the newly picked green dates to Drov and said: "Although you are not a believer in the God of Planting, the God of Life, or the Goddess of Harvest, you can still eat it, and anyone can eat it, but..."
Before the farmer finished speaking, Drov bit into a green date, but the tasteless and sticky texture made him spit it out involuntarily: "Bah! What the hell is that? It tastes terrible.
Alright?"
"Oh oh oh, it's over, it's over, I haven't said it yet, it's over..." The farmer said anxiously: "Anyone can eat it, but if you are not a believer of the three gods, you can't feel the sweetness of the fruit. It's over, it's over,
You spit it out? You're wasting food and you're in trouble."
"Oh? I'm in trouble? Does anyone dare to trouble me? Very good, I'll wait here to see who dares to trouble a senior magician." Drov said angrily.
Now he was a little suspicious. The farmer had picked an unripe date to trick him. This was normal. In this era, when traveling, thieves and robbers were common. There were also endless deceptions. Without any strength, if you dared to travel far away, you were looking for death.
So he deliberately revealed his identity as a senior magician to see who would dare to cause trouble for a senior magician.
The farmer was about to cry anxiously: "No, I, you, alas, anyone can eat green dates, but people who don't believe in the three gods cannot eat the sweetness of green dates, but it can fill their stomachs. If anyone is hungry,
Even if you don't believe in the gods, you can still eat enough, but you must not waste it, otherwise you will be in great trouble."
"Oh? What's the trouble?" Drov asked calmly.
The farmer said pitifully: "I will have diarrhea. I hope you brought enough leaves to wipe your butt."
Drov's face changed, and he subconsciously thought: "Magicians don't use leaves to wipe..." Then he heard a thunderous sound in his abdomen, and he felt endless relief.
Drov's face turned green and he said urgently: "You poisoned the dates! Well... catch him, don't let him run away..."
Before he could finish his words, he turned around and ran towards the roadside. When he reached out and picked it up, a hollow round pillar of mud rose up from the soil on the roadside. Drov lifted up his robe and sat down on it. He heard a spurt of water pouring into the sea.
A sound that never returns.
The other person who also had a green face was Lebinia, because she also ate a green date, while Drov only ate half of it and spit it out, which meant that there was just a little juice on his mouth, but it turned out that
so?
Although there was no reaction in her stomach, Lebiniya was still hesitant to find the pit in advance. She didn't have Drov's ability to find the pit at random.
But at this time, the farmer was trembling and turned around, and said anxiously: "Madam, you have to testify for me that you also ate green dates and I did not poison you. The Master did this because he wasted food and suffered
The curses of the gods are none of my business."
The farmer's expression didn't look like he was lying, and Lebinia didn't feel like running away. She didn't reject the gods like Drov did. After hearing this, he asked: "It's really not you who poisoned me?"
"Really, no, no, everyone here knows that wasting food will be cursed by the gods. Diarrhea is the mildest, and in severe cases, the body will become red and blistered, or even die." The farmer hurriedly argued.
"Redness and blisters?" Lebinia's face changed drastically, and she asked hurriedly: "I also ate it, and I didn't have diarrhea. Will it cause redness and blisters? Is it an allergy? I'm not a believer in the gods, no.
Will something happen?"
It’s fine if you have diarrhea. Don’t pull it out in public and it’ll be fine. But if it turns red and blisters form? Oh my god, will it disfigure your face?
The farmer shook his head: "You can't. You prayed to the harvest goddess. The gods let you taste the sweetness of green dates. You will be fine."
"Is it really that magical? Just pray and it will be all right?" Lebinia still couldn't believe it.
The farmer nodded affirmatively: "It's so magical."
At this time, a couple with seven children came to the road and said hello to the farmer. Then the family knelt under a jujube tree and prayed devoutly.
After finishing, several children climbed up the tree and picked eighteen green dates, two for each person, no more and no less, and gnawed them all the way back.
Obviously, they were not the only ones who ate green dates. Judging from the familiarity of the family, it was obvious that this was not the first time they had picked these green dates.
"Who are they?" Lebinia asked curiously.
"Oh, the poor people in the city were recruited by the Chamber of Commerce to manage the vegetables in the greenhouses, and they can eat. However, they have too many children, and the money they earn is not enough to eat, so they come here every day to pick two green dates to eat."
The farmer explained.
"Greenhouse vegetables?" Lebinia frowned. She seemed to have heard of this term, but she didn't bother to ask it for the moment. Instead, she asked another question: "Why only pick two? Can't you pick more? Two
Can you eat enough?"
The farmer explained: "This is a gift from the gods, but the gods do not support lazy people. Just eat two people and you will not die of hunger. If you want to be full, you can work by yourself."
After that, he added: "Eating too much will cause diarrhea."
"Then can't I not eat it? I can pick more and put it back and eat it tomorrow so that I don't have to run out again and again. Will it cause diarrhea?" Lebinia asked.
If this could be done, there would definitely be none of these green dates left. Someone would definitely pick them all and sell them in the city. As long as you eat two at a time, just pray before eating.
The farmer said: "It won't cause diarrhea, but it will cause redness and blistering."
To be continued...