At this time, it was on the outskirts of Dahuang City.
The fields here are divided into pieces, and the crops in each piece are different. Many farmers are farming in the fields. The largest number of plots are arranged to cultivate food, such as rye, buckwheat, wheat and other crops.
The quality of life of the citizens of Great Waste City has gradually improved. The city hall is regulating prices, and food can be purchased with only a few Azan coins.
Even thanks to Professor Lin Ke's intensive farming and composting methods, grain production has exploded.
A lot of grain needs to be exported every year, which is simply impossible for these farmers.
As the quality of life in Dahuang City improved and the needs for food and clothing were met, citizens gradually began to pursue factors such as taste and taste.
At this time in the fields, farmers were sprinkling water on the plants.
"Uncle Mark! The mulberry trees here are gone, what should I do?!"
A little boy ran barefoot towards a middle-aged man wearing a straw hat.
The middle-aged man is studying the grafted branches in his hands
What he planted before leaving was a mature mulberry tree, which is considered to be the most vigorous mulberry tree here.
What was in his hand was a small and tender branch, with the magic elements on it gently vibrating.
This is the only magic mulberry tree branch!
What he wants to do now is to follow the instructions of Master Lin Ke and graft the branches from the magic mulberry tree to the ordinary mulberry tree to achieve the effect of mass production of magic mulberries.
Otherwise, if magic mulberries are planted, what comes out may not be magic.
However, it's not that simple.
"Little Pando, wait, I'm busy!" Uncle Mark stared at the small seedling in the big hand without looking back. The boy named Little Pando came to Uncle Mark, his eyes wide open and curious.
Look at it.
I saw blood-like green threads slowly stretching out from the trunk of the mulberry tree in front of me, as if they were alive. The same was true for the bottom of the young magic mulberry sapling in Uncle Mark's hands.
Under the stimulation of his third-level [cultivator] power, green silk threads extended from the bottom of the magic mulberry branches and leaves and wrapped around the threads on the ordinary mulberry trees.
The two threads were intertwined one by one and fused together one by one under the urging of Uncle Mark.
"Just slowly...slowly
Uncle Mark's eyes were bloodshot, but his movements became gentler.
Gradually, the branches and leaves broke away from Uncle Mark's palm and slowly joined the ordinary mulberry tree.
Little Pando next to him could not help but hold his breath and watch this scene.
However, at the moment when the two were about to merge, one of the green threads of the mulberry tree suddenly disconnected.
Uncle Mark's eyes suddenly widened, and his right hand shook. Fortunately, there was no fluctuation in the magic power output.
However, this has nothing to do with magic power output.
The green threads of the mulberry tree seemed to have lost their support and broke apart one by one, causing a chain reaction.
"No!!!"
Uncle Mark's eyes were about to burst with anger, and the magic power in his right hand suddenly increased its output, flowing into it one after another.
But it still can't stop the thread from breaking.
No matter how much magic he used, all the threads would eventually break.
At the same time, the branches and leaves from the magic mulberry tree quickly fell from their green appearance and turned black in an instant. It seemed to be necrotic.
"Plop..." Uncle Mark suddenly sat down on the ground, staring blankly at the carbonized career in his hands, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
"Failed
Failed...failed!" Uncle Mark sat on the ground, just crying at first, and finally howling.
Cry bitterly.
He has betrayed Master Lin Ke's trust in him!
The grafting technique was clearly mentioned by Master Lin Ke, but he couldn't even follow the instructions!
Little Pando, who was watching Uncle Mark collapse suddenly, was also startled and quickly went over to help him up.
"Master Lin Ke, here you go! Damn it, little Pando, are you here to disturb Uncle Mark again?" Not far away, little Pando's mother, who was watering the water, was attracted by the movement here. When she saw Uncle Mark, he was attracted by her own house.
My son cried.
Is this good enough?
She picked up the water ladle and ran over.
Before little Pando could react, his mother grabbed his calf and lifted him up. The water ladle in his hand pointed at little Pando's butt.
"No, Mrs. Si Er, it's not little Pando's fault, it's my own fault." Uncle Mark laughed miserably and lay weakly on the ground: "It was me...it was me who failed Master Lin Ke! It's all my fault."
it's me
....
"So that's it. Why don't Mr. Mark give little Pando a beating to vent his anger? The effect will be very good. He is a solid kid and is not afraid of being beaten." Seeing this, Mrs. Si Er asked cautiously, but Uncle Mark didn't say anything.
Pay attention to her.
Only then did she put down little Pando.
Little Pando ran to Uncle Mark in fear and secretly looked at his face.
Mrs. Ge Xiong glared at him, and then smiled at Uncle Mark and said: "Mr. Mark, look, you are so awesome, when will you accept our little Pando as your disciple? Look at our little Pando,
He was born to work in the fields!"
Uncle Mark doesn't have Mrs. Lizzie, and neither does little Pando.
Uncle Mark was immersed in sadness and self-blame, while little Pando had curiosity in his eyes.
Little Pando looked at the carbonized branches and leaves in Uncle Mark's hands, and then looked thoughtfully at the trunk of the ordinary mulberry tree that had returned to its original state.
He came to the special mulberry tree and looked at it, as if confirming something, and then turned back to Uncle Mark and said, "Uncle Mark, are you mistaken?"
"It's your fault for your size. Master Lin Ke, I'm going to take you down to see your damn dad today!" Mrs. Si Er glared, and grabbed little Pando with a hand as big as a fifth-level demon ape.
It's so courageous to say that your teacher is wrong before you become a disciple!
However, Uncle Mark suddenly looked at little Pando, his eyes were so red that it was scary: "What's wrong...
Little Pando was hiding from his mother and didn't see Uncle Mark's eyes.
But he still replied: "If you want to connect two trees together, insert them where they grow quickly! Branches need to eat to grow! Look at those new branches.
They only grow at high places, and there are many branches growing on each branch. Uncle Mark, just insert them into the trunk below. If the branches don’t have enough to eat, of course they will die! Oh!”
After little Pando finished speaking, his mother caught him and poured a few water ladles down. Little Pando suddenly cried in pain.
However, Uncle Mark's originally red eyes suddenly widened, and the light in them became brighter and brighter.
He jumped up from the ground in an instant, took out a new branch and leaf from his pocket, then came to the new mulberry tree and scraped the top part with his nails.
Then, the grafting operations were repeated.
But this time, it was successful!
I saw that the magic mulberry tree's job was firmly inserted at the highest point of the mulberry tree. A stream of magic power was absorbed by it, and then quickly spread to the entire mulberry tree.
"It...succeeded!"
Uncle Mark was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly closed his eyes.