A group of people looked at the dozens of peaches on the table, and then saw the note.
Zhang Xinyi laughed: "Well, this kid Shengli is very enlightened and knows how to share."
The fourth uncle on the side also directly picked up one and said with a smile: "Understandable, of course, you have to think about your wife first when it comes to good things. I took two back and gave them to my family to try."
One person present divided a few, and dozens of peaches were all divided in an instant.
This scene made the students of Dahuang Academy even more overwhelmed.
Each of them took one in their hands.
Looking at the crystal-like peach, I held it in my hand but had no intention of eating it.
"Senior, is this okay?"
Where is this? The place where the Lord lives.
A group of people just broke into each other's place, robbed each other's things, and divided them among themselves.
If they were left in the wilderness and driven out of the wilderness, it would be an easy task, and they might even be beaten to death with sticks.
Xiaodie chuckled, picked one up and put it in her mouth, her eyes immediately turned into crescents.
"It's okay, just eat. There are not so many rules here. This is a good thing."
As soon as the peach entered her mouth, Xiaodie understood why her father was so picky.
This is not a question of whether to pick it up or not. If it were me, I would not be willing to share such a good thing.
Thinking of what he had just done, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue.
My father probably hated himself to death by now.
But when I stretched my head and looked at the unripe peaches still hanging on the tree, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If you want to eat the fruit grown on your own fruit trees, you will have more in the future.
"Senior, what should we do now?"
According to Mr. Qu's wishes, when they get here, everything must be obeyed by the Lord. But now that the Lord is not around, who else can they listen to?
"It's okay. Go to school first and see my aunt. This matter has nothing to do with my dad. Just let my aunt arrange it."
Xiaodie walked out with a smile while eating the peach.
At this time, Zhang Shengli was sitting in his own space, underneath the life.
There was the Four Directions Divine Cauldron in front of him, and he was holding a peach in his hand, just in a daze.
Now he doesn't dare to go home directly.
Who knows if those people ever went back.
So he had nothing to do and began to study blindly.
This crystal peach contains a small amount of vitality. It would be a shame if it was not put to good use.
But he thought about it for so long and couldn't think of a solution at all.
Peaches can contain such powerful vitality after mutation. What if it is rice? Or what about other fruits?
If this life force is extracted, can it be refined into an elixir?
However, he now looked puzzled.
After wasting a peach, he found out that it was simply not feasible.
He even took out the Four Directions Divine Cauldron, but he still couldn't extract the life force.
The peach turned into waste, and its vitality disappeared directly.
"It's difficult!"
Zhang Shengli shook his head and smiled bitterly, took a bite, and leaned against the trunk of the tree of life.
With his eyes closed tightly, the surrounding area began to undergo drastic changes.
Pieces of rice fields were just revealed.
Divide it into pieces and plan the countryside, which happens to be not far from the tree of life.
His idea is that if you plant rice under the tree of life, you can always get some life force, right?
The rice field is not big, but because it evolved based on his ideas without having to do it yourself, it looks very beautiful.
"No matter what, let's plant it first and then talk about it."
Zhang Shengli shook his head and opened his eyes.
It is simply too difficult to cultivate rice like this peach.
………
Dahuang Mountain, the residence of Qu Feng.
"Sir, Mr. Lu would like to see you."
Qu Feng, who was checking the copy, raised his head and was stunned for a moment: "Who?"
"Mr. Lu."
Qu Feng thought for a moment and put down the book in his hand: "Invite him in."
This is a middle-aged man, his clothes are covered with mud, he is carrying a hat behind his back and holding a bag in his hand.
It looks like it just walked out of the fields.
"Mr. Qu, we have achieved results."
Qu Feng looked at the other party's appearance and stretched out his hand to motion for the other party to sit down.
“What’s come to fruition?”
Mr. Qu still doesn’t understand it yet. To put it more clearly, he is not familiar with Mr. Lu at all, he just has a little impression of him.
Mr. Lu’s real immediate boss is Fang Ying.
However, now that Fang Ying is away and he has taken over all the affairs, many things are still unclear.
"Manager Fang asked me to research the cultivation of spiritual rice, and now the results have been produced."
Mr. Lu was a little excited in his words. After speaking, he directly placed the sack in front of Qu Feng.
"Although the harvest is not good, I tasted it and it is indeed much better than what we usually grow."
Qu Feng was slightly startled.
Planting spiritual rice?
He didn't know about it at all, but when he saw the rice in the bag, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.
The rice looks plump and crystal clear, just like...
Well, the quality of this rice is far superior to the kind of rice brought from Yuelong Villa.
"Someone is coming!"
Qu Feng didn't say anything and directly called the servants.
"Cook this rice in two portions."
I don't dare to cook too much because there doesn't seem to be much in this bag.
He knows absolutely nothing about agriculture, who knows if the other party will still be able to use it?
Soon, two bowls of rice were brought to Qu Feng.
Smelling the strong aroma of rice, before eating it, Qu Feng already realized that he could hardly bear it anymore.
The pores all over my body exploded and I felt very comfortable.
Mr. Lu just sat in front of Qu Feng and looked at him.
"Just eat it like this?" Qu Feng asked a rather silly question.
However, Mr. Lu nodded sternly.
One bite...
Well, Qu Feng stood up immediately.
No wonder it's called Lingmi, this feeling...
“Can this kind of rice be grown on a large scale?”
Qu Feng asked a crucial question.
"It's not possible for the time being. We can only test it on a small scale."
Qu Feng stood in front of the table, looking at the two full bowls of rice, with a different expression on his face.
Then, he typed out a letter talisman.
"You wait here for a while, I will notify the Lord and let him make a decision."
Mr. Lu was stunned for a moment.
He has been in office for so long and has been obsessed with rice cultivation. He has never met Zhang Shengli at all.
Not once.
Now, just because he had planted this spiritual rice, Qu Feng had directly alerted the Lord.
Qu Feng seemed to see the confusion in the other party's eyes, and explained with a smile: "When it comes to this planting technology, the one who has the most say in the entire Dahuang Mountain is the Lord."
Before Mr. Lu could react, Qu Feng said again: "When the Great Wilderness Mountain was first established, it was because the Lord taught various planting techniques that the Great Wilderness became what it is today."
Mr. Lu looked excited.
Of course he had heard of this.
Not only have I heard about it, but it has also been spread among the people down the mountain.