In the season when summer grains have just been sown, the sun is not very hot. Zhou Wei sat on a small ridge a hundred meters away from the field, and was silently communicating with the grass and wild flowers around her.

Since Zhou Dagua started taking him to work a year ago, Zhou Wei has discovered this special ability.

Strictly speaking, it is not a real communication, but a special feeling, and he can clearly perceive the attitudes of these plants towards him.

There are thirty-three pine trees, twenty-seven cypress trees, thirteen poplar trees, fifty-three, six hundred and fourteen grasses, and two,532 wild flowers nearby...

According to the information he knows, the trees that have not been affected in the thousand-year disaster of food are no different from the earth in the previous world, but these grasses and wild flowers are different.

Although they are not a flower and plant elves, the abundant energy contained in them is far from comparable to those of the Earth in the past. This explains why the natural beef and mutton in Xinmeng continent are expensive treasures. How bad can the cattle and sheep that grow up with these flowers and plants be?

Zhou Wei guessed that if he was in the pasture at this moment, he would definitely feel the anger of these flowers and plants; but this is the western suburbs of Dongyang, which is still far from the animal husbandry area of ​​the China-Shi Country.

The flowers and plants are still very simple, and they have no malicious intentions towards the boy sitting beside them. They release fresh and slightly cool negative ions to him without hesitation.

These plants that have been affected in the thousand-year catastrophe of food are much stronger than the earth in the previous world, but are far less than the flower spirit tree demons that can kidnap Elder Tang in mythology. Zhou Wei does not need to worry about his own safety at all.

Moreover, he found that every time he contacted and "communicated" with these plants, the world would become more and more visible in his eyes. He could see strands of energy that were difficult to reach in the naked eye and were gently spit out by these flowers and plants and merged into his limbs.

"Didn't it mean that you have to pass the promotion ceremony of the third-level chef to be recognized by this world and begin to have extraordinary power? Then what am I now?"

Zhou Wei's heartbeat was accelerating. This situation had been going on for more than a year. Although he didn't know how to use this magical energy, he knew it was never simple.

When he followed his father to work in the northern suburbs, he often changed positions consciously. Otherwise, if he sat on a certain grass for a long time, the flowers and plants would become listless...

After observing for a year, Zhou Wei came to the conclusion.

This kind of "strange thing" began to appear after he caught Zhou. To be precise, it only appeared after he ate "spicy sauce and half-stewed tofu" and Zhou's family's delicious food bean sauce.

These two kinds of delicacies, the former is violent, and the latter is the inherited delicacies that a family suppresses fortune. They are not comparable to ordinary chemical foods or even natural foods. At that time, these two delicacies were quickly decomposed by his stomach and intestines and transformed into some kind of force and hidden in his body. It is precisely because of the attraction of this power that these flowers and plants will actively release energy to him.

The two types of energy are like one yin and one yang, transforming and melting each other, forming a perfection, as if it was his innate perfect ability.

He gently stretched out his hand and stroked a wild chrysanthemum beside him. Zhou Wei felt like he stretched out his body. Understanding this wild chrysanthemum is like understanding his hands and feet.

Some information naturally came to my mind.

"This wild chrysanthemum has thick branches and leaves, and has experienced at least nine hybrids and mixed seeds? Nature is so amazing. Who would have thought that an inconspicuous wild chrysanthemum is actually a product of genetic optimization? Well, it is best to use it to make cauliflower. Unfortunately, it requires natural honey and it has to be brewed by wild bees..."

"It seems a waste to make chrysanthemum tea after drying it, but my dad and mom are a little angry recently. It seems good to get them some chrysanthemum tea to drink?"

Zhou Wei picked up the wild chrysanthemums beside him, picked it up and put it in his pocket if it is suitable. Some of them immediately frowned and gave up as soon as they touched it. Not all wild chrysanthemums are good things, at least 90% of them have violent attributes, and people will even be in danger of their lives after eating them.

In just over ten minutes, Zhou Wei picked dozens of wild chrysanthemums and stuffed them all in his pockets.

He had no idea that if this was seen by an insider, he would be shocked.

It is not easy to find out what is suitable for human consumption among hundreds of wild chrysanthemums.

To do this, top students with a master's degree in food also need to carry various testing equipment, or they need to take action at fifth-class "private chefs". How can the masters and masters of the masters and apprentices of the masters of the food university be so idle?

Instead of finding chrysanthemums suitable for human consumption among the wild flowers and plants all over the mountains, it is better to plant chrysanthemums that chefs suppressed and conquered in the fields. Although planting may also riot, aren’t there still ‘wheat field guardians’?

The guardian of wheat fields is actually a general term. Over the past year, Zhou Wei followed his cheap father to the wheat fields, rice fields, and various vegetable fields have been visited by many. The guardians are all real warriors of this era and the most martial people.

Although there are dangers in the fields, I would not mind taking my son to work. I would even point to the fields and say to my son, "Child, a thousand years ago, it was the great chef who led us to subdue the fields and suppress the wheat, rice and various vegetables and fruits in the violent fields. Without the hard work of our ancestors, there would be no better life today."

Children are the easiest to worship idols. After listening to their father’s story, they all became leisurely and clenched their fists and swore: “Dad, I will also be a heroic guardian of the wheat field in the future!”

"I just knew you were a loser!"

When the father heard this, he was furious and slapped his son hard on the head: "Your father hasn't finished speaking yet. The wheat field guardian is the bravest person. That's right! But he is also the one with the greatest casualties and the shortest life! Especially in modern times, the wheat field guardian has long become a 'brick-moving' profession. If you have some prospects, don't do this job. Do you understand?"

"Then dad, you still bring me here?"

"Nonsense, you can not do this in the future, but you can't be inseparable from grains! The sooner you come into contact with nature and these natural crops, you may be able to awaken your hidden chef talent? If you can become a chef in the future, even if you are just a 'private chef', then it will be smoke from our ancestral grave..."

Such conversations often sounded around the fields, and Zhou Wei was almost hearing calluses in his ears. He knew that cheap father also had such a thought and hoped that he could become a great chef. However, unlike these wheat field guardians, his father never said such words to him next to the fields.

No matter how many people betray the job of the wheat field guardian, Zhou Dagua has always been proud of being a wheat field guardian. As long as his feet can still step into the fields, he will be full of confidence and pride.

"Serious men are indeed the most attractive. No wonder my mother fell in love with my dad back then."

Zhou Wei looked at the silver figure standing in the field from afar, and was about to quietly appreciate the majesty of his father, the fifth-level wheat field guardian, when his face suddenly changed.

The wheat field, which had just been earing, was still a green color. Suddenly, a green light flew out from the depths of the wheat field and fell to the head of the cheap dad...

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