The Secret History of Mars.

"The master was indeed in retreat, but earlier today, we received a message from you saying that he would bring Miss Qinghe to Wanggu City, so he left the retreat." The high priest glanced at Wen Yu. The woman behind Ze is indeed beautiful, but she is still a bit less seductive than the seductive vixen that Wu Zhiqi said.

Cui Xingmeng wore the Xinyu Crystal, and could hear the High Priest's heart clearly, waved to him as a greeting, then pointed to Ye Qinghe next to him, and then pointed to their king.

The high priest understood Cui Xingmeng's hand gesture, followed the direction of her finger, saw Ye Qinghe, and then shut up.After following Wen Yuze for thousands of years, he naturally knows his preferences like the back of his hand. The cold and charming, sweet and salty best in the world in front of him, indeed every hair grows on the aesthetics of his own king!Not to mention selling Qiyanji to Mars for her, it is estimated that the entire solar system will be exchanged, and his own king will not hesitate.

"Why, Wuzhiqi doesn't welcome me?" Ye Qinghe joked after hearing the high priest's words and seeing the way he looked at himself.

"Master, why doesn't he welcome you? It's just a bit of a misunderstanding. He will definitely like you when we meet." Wen Yuze was careful, as if he wanted to bring his daughter-in-law to meet his parents.

"Okay, let's meet then." Ye Qinghe was not interested in going to Wanggu City at first, but hearing that Wu Zhiqi had misunderstood her, instead aroused her curiosity.Then he walked a few steps quickly, passed Wen Yuze and walked in the front, and was the first to climb up the steps of the wheat boat and stepped on the wheat boat.

Seeing Ye Qinghe's Queen's posture, the high priest didn't care about Wen Yuze any more, and hurriedly followed behind, serving carefully, thinking to himself, "This is probably another ancestor, which can make our King He Boyu feel sad for thousands of years." , the legendary Tuhou's aura really crushes people to death. '

Ye Qinghe listened to the thoughts in the high priest's heart, and laughed dumbly, and actually had an inexplicable affection for this person. If he hadn't lost his fascination back then, he should have known such an interesting person earlier.

Following Ye Qinghe, everyone boarded the wheat boat one after another, and the last guard on board put away the steps made of wheat straw.Only then did Cui Xingmeng discover that the wheat boat was really made of wheat, and even the steps used to get on the boat just now were made of tough and light straw.So it can easily float on the top of the wheat waves, and the huge bottom area is enough to carry the weight of many people without collapsing.

The question is, how does the ship move?After Cui Xingmeng boarded the boat, he looked back and forth for a long time, but he couldn't find any devices such as the cab or the engine. He was wondering when he suddenly heard the high priest shout in a long voice, "Get up~"

Then the breeze came, the wheat waves surged, and thousands of ears of wheat were like a relay, conveying the wheat boat they were sitting on!In a blink of an eye, the light boat was sailing fast, and Mai Chuan had left the Miemeng Gallery a long way away.

This operation amazed everyone in Shi Yiji on Mai Chuan!The true unity of man and nature, unrestrained and unrestrained, I don’t know whether it is the high priest calling the wind to push the wheat waves, or the wheat boat knows the trend of the wind blowing the wheat waves, and cruises in it!In short, the picture is harmonious and beautiful, between heaven and earth, there is a strand of gold belt, on top of the ribbon, there is a wheat boat, and the people on the boat are flying against the wind, so pleasant!

"The Mayans of the Qiyan period are indeed romantic!" Even Ye Qinghe was affected by this situation, thinking of Wen Yuze's evaluation of his tribe, he couldn't help talking to himself.Her voice was very soft, but the wind blew it word by word. Wen Yuze, who was sitting at the stern, heard a smile that couldn't be melted on Wen Yuze's face.

"From 18 degrees to 50 degrees north latitude, from plains to mountains at an altitude of 4000 meters, this circle of wheat waves in the northern temperate zone is the best transportation hub in the Qiyan period." Wisdom, this is more efficient and environmentally friendly than any Shiyi road.

"Now is the season when the wheat is ripe. You can sail the waves like this. What about other seasons?" Feng Shuhai, who was completely insulated from romance, thought of a technical problem.

The high priest was very upset when he saw this ignorant Shi Yiji man destroying the romantic atmosphere he carefully created, and said angrily, "We have wheat waves in all seasons, this is not a problem!"

"There are wheat waves in four seasons?!" Feng Shuhai asked in surprise and even more excitedly, "What does this mean? Do you not have four seasons, or can wheat waves grow four seasons? Your words are not rigorous."

When an artist meets a scientist, their conversation is like that of the high priest and Feng Shuhai, they are not on the same channel at all.

"This is the earth, the northern temperate zone, of course there are four seasons!" Wen Yuze interjected, he really didn't want his high priest's mood to be messed up, and when he saw the master in a while, he still needed the high priest's help to deal with it, so he took it Feng Shuhai's question.

The high priest seemed to see Wen Yuze's thoughts, and he was happy to be at leisure, so he ignored Feng Shuhai.

"The wheat in the Qiyan period is four-grain wheat, and every season there will be one grain of wheat earing and growing." Wen Yuze explained, "So it is not very strict to say that the wheat wave can grow for four seasons." When he is criticized, it is natural to help him get along.

Feng Shuhai didn't take it seriously, but still focused on technology, "A grain of wheat has 14 chromosomes, the most primitive mother species of wheat?!"

"That's right, it's the mother seed of wheat, a grain of wheat." Wen Yuze was a little impressed. Yuan Yizhou's partner didn't expect him to have research on crop breeding.

At this time, Feng Shuhai's heart was already full of turmoil, "We have reached the limit of cultivating two grains of wheat. Ordinary wheat is one grain of wheat and two grains of wheat. Different from wild grasses, after many iterations of evolution, it is impossible to solve the problem." Pests and diseases and boost point yields.And four-grain wheat has been cultivated here!There is even a grain of wheat earing every season, which is simply a breeding miracle in the field of agriculture! '

"And every season, the taste of a grain of wheat is different. When you arrive at Wanggu City in a while, you can try which season's wheat you like the most." Wen Yuze heard Feng Shuhai's inner turmoil, and gave him another A gust of wind was added to make him toss more violently.

"Mr. Wen, what do you mean by taste, can you describe it in detail?" Feng Shuhai's every question is like writing an appraisal report, direct and boring.

"For example, there are some einkorns, which carry the gene of fruit, and will have the sweetness of the fruit. My master's favorite is the wheat field under the Dashuiquan Mountain. The einkorns that ripen in early spring taste like peaches. Wen Yuze explained, "Is this specific enough?"

Feng Shuhai's knowledge system has been completely subverted. This wheat field of the Maya can not only grow wheat, but also peach-flavored wheat! !