Seven Hundred and Forty Five Farming

Chen Chaogong shook his head, walked out of his yard full of flowers and plants, looked around, and smiled, this Baihua City did not know what it was relying on, for such an important hostage as him, it did not send heavy troops to guard his yard around. * WwW.suimeng.lā

If he can't think about it one day and runs away secretly, how long will it take to attract Baihua City's attention?

He walked to the edge of the field, found a big rock and sat down, watching the middle-aged couple, slowly loosened the soil, packed up the farm tools and walked up the field.

Several children, holding a bunch of windmills in their hands, ran all the way from the small road. The older children quickly ran from behind Chen Chaogong, cheering, followed by a few younger ones, walking on the ridge of the field. When going up, because the road was uneven, he staggered, but he quickly passed behind Chen Chaogong.

There is only one youngest, about one or two years old, with a shaved head. From the path to the field ridge, there is a canal, which is too wide for him, so he hesitates to stand by the canal, not daring to pass.

Chen Chaogong sat on the rock, looked at the child, waited for a long time, and finally couldn't help saying: "Come over here, it's very narrow."

Encouraged, the children lifted their feet and collapsed over the side of the ditch, but one of them lost his footing and was about to fall into the ditch. The child in the ditch was hugged.

The children in front ran back with the windmill, and ran around Chen Chaogong laughing and joking. You were like sparrows, and you couldn't hear what these children were saying.

Chen Chaogong put down the child in his hands, and several children took the child and ran away to play. Chen Chaogong suddenly became a little interested, and looked at the middle-aged couple in the world, who had already reached the ridge of the field, and asked road:

"Do you have to go through any procedures for farming here?"

"Procedures?" The man thought for a while with a face full of confusion, then shook his head, "It doesn't seem to be necessary, you can set aside a piece of land, no one will cultivate it, and you don't have to hand over the crops you plant, you can just eat them yourself or sell them yourself .”

"Sell? How much can you sell?" Chen Chaogong smiled, "You are not wood-type supernatural beings, even if you grow four seasons a year, you can't grow many crops."

"No, you can use the flower crystal nucleus. Please ask the wood-type supernatural being you know to give birth to you."

The woman rolled her trousers on the ridge of the field, pointing to a big tree in the distance,

"It's the fruit tree of Wang Ermazi's family. He asks wood-type supernatural beings to help give birth to it once in two or three days. He can harvest the fruit of a tree in two or three days. If the fruit is sold, the crystal nucleus at home can supply the whole family for a week. all material needs."

Chen Chaogong looked in the direction the woman was pointing at, the fruit and vegetable were pushed higher and thicker, and if it continues to grow like this, indeed, the fruit will grow more and more, Wang Ermazi seems to be very economical mind.

So Chen Chaogong turned around, looked at the middle-aged couple, and asked, "Then what are you going to plant?"

"There are no cherries in this Hundred Flowers City yet. We are going to plant some cherries to make money."

Middle-aged men and women, happily planning a better life in the future, chatted with Chen Chaogong, and walked back to their house, leaving behind Chen Chaogong, sitting alone on the ridge of the field, facing the gradually sinking sunset, watching The wasteland in front of his yard was in a daze.