Mix in Douluo to raise plants

As soon as Fang Mian spoke, Elder Wu's face turned even darker. He didn't know which side Fang Mian belonged to for a moment. He actually exposed the master-disciple relationship between him and himself at this time. Doesn't that confirm that Elder Wu is the one? What is unfair is a nepotistic person.

But what Fang Mian said next made Elder Wu's expression change, and he was even quite pleased.

"Senior Brother Zhang, the reason why you are angry is because the master left the fertile land to me. You feel aggrieved, unwilling and unfair. You think that with my ability, I will not be able to take care of these five acres of fertile land, right?"

Fang Mian looked at Zhang Shuai calmly and asked.

Zhang Shuai frowned and said in a deep voice: "Yes, Junior Brother Fang, I know you are capable, but now that you can't lift it with your hands or bear it with your shoulders, if you hand over five acres of fertile land, there will definitely be no harvest."

Seeing that he was so sure that he took the trap himself, Fang Mian smiled after hearing this and said: "Senior Brother Zhang, this is the difference between you and the master. The reason why the master is willing to accept me as his disciple and hand over the fertile land to me is because of his The pattern has already seen that I have abilities that exceed the age limit, but you only saw my age limit, but failed to see my abilities."

Zhang Shuai wanted to refute, but Fang Mian continued.

"Okay, since you have raised dissatisfaction today and doubted my ability, let's make a bet and let everyone present be a witness. I will exchange the land in my hands with you. After one month, if I use ten acres If the poor fields produce food similar to yours, then you will kowtow to my master in front of everyone and admit your mistake."

Zhang Shuai paused and asked, "What if you don't produce the same amount of food as me?"

This time, Elder Wu spoke for Fang Mian.

He said: "Then I will not hold you responsible for the thousand kilograms of grain you lost last month. But if you want to lose, you will not only have to kowtow and admit your guilt, but you will also have to hand over another thousand kilograms of grain in addition to the standard for leaving the garden. .”

"no problem."

Zhang Shuai only wanted good farmland. He knew that Fang Mian was capable, but he also knew the situation of bad land. Unless there was a miracle, how could the grain output of ten acres of bad land reach the yield of five acres of good land.

So he decisively agreed to the bet.

Zhang Shuai stepped forward, handed the gray note in his hand to Fang Mian, and then turned towards Elder Wu to take the black note in his hand.

"Hold on."

Elder Wu held his hand and said indifferently: "The rules of the farm are that if the disciples exchange the good and bad of the farm, the party that gets the good land needs to hand over ten gold soul coins. Are you ready?"

Zhang Shuai's breath was suffocated. He didn't expect there to be such a rule. He went out angrily today, how could he carry ten gold soul coins with him.

"Is there really such a rule? Elder Wu couldn't have made it up himself, right?"

Seeing the commotion around, the disciple who was in charge of the farm stood up to testify for Elder Wu and said, "This rule does exist. It was established by the founding elder of the farm to prevent the disciples from frequently and randomly changing the responsibility for the farmland."

As soon as the steward disciple said this, the others had no words to question.

The newly arrived disciple had the manpower to support Zhang Shuai. He stood up and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, although I don't know you, I admire you for not being afraid of power and fighting hard today. I have three Silver Soul Coins to lend you." .”

Others responded one after another, and soon, five gold soul coins were collected. Zhang Shuai burst into tears, holding the collected soul coins, and thanked each of his brothers.

But even if all the new disciples contribute, there is still less than half.

At this time, one of the old disciples walked out and came to Zhang Shuai. A dark purple plum-shaped fruit escaped from his arms and handed it to Zhang Shuai: "Junior brother Zhang, I have a soul-nourishing fruit here, worth five gold coins." , I’ll lend it to you first.”

Zhang Shuai looked at the fruit on the golden soul coin, tears falling to the ground uncontrollably, and murmured: "Thank you, thank you, senior brother."

The master and disciple, who had become the disciples' opposites for no apparent reason, looked at each other. Elder Wu frowned, while Fang Mian was indifferent.

When Zhang Shuai straightened his back and handed over the thing in his hand, Elder Wu snorted coldly. He couldn't think of any other way to make things difficult, so he could only take the thing and give him the note.

Holding the black note, Zhang Shuai left the small attic surrounded by people like a victorious general.

The others also dispersed, and in a blink of an eye only master and apprentice Fang Mian were left.

"Bastard, this bastard Zhang Shuai, sooner or later, I want him to look good."

After everyone walked away, Elder Wu's face turned red with anger, and he trampled a fist-sized stone next to him into powder. However, he still couldn't relieve his anger, and his chest heaved violently.

Fang Mian advised him: "Master, don't be too angry. In one month, the apprentice will ask Zhang Shuai to kneel in front of you, kowtow and beg for mercy."

Elder Wu turned to look at him with a look of relief on his face. He stepped forward and touched his head and said: "My disciple has this intention, and I am deeply gratified to be my master, but..."

He let out a long sigh and said: "It's just that you and I both know the condition of this bad farmland, and they also know it. If the food doesn't grow from the ground, I'm afraid they won't recognize it. Disciple, you are being reckless."

The implication is that he has no way to mobilize food from other places to make up for the situation.

Fang Mian chuckled and said: "Why is it like this? The disciple has his own way, so the master just takes care of it."

Seeing how confident he was, Elder Wu nodded doubtfully, then took out a small money bag from his arms, put the things he just collected in his hand, and handed the money bag to Fang Mian.

"I can't give you any other help. You should take the money first. If you need anything else, tell me."

Fang Mian was not polite and took the money bag. After thanking him, he also left the small attic and walked towards the field he was assigned.

After walking for about half an hour, Fang Mian found his own ten acres of poor farmland in a hidden corner of the farm.

He stood in the middle of the field and looked around. There were hills on three sides. His field was scattered in the middle and south of the hills, and it was very fragmented.

However, this situation made Fang Mian very satisfied, because it meant that no one could easily detect his movements.

He took out the sunflower seeds in his arms and remembered what Lilian had said to him before.

The growth of sunflowers does not require good land conditions, only sunshine is enough, because sunshine is the best production condition, and sunflowers can also gather sunlight and increase the productivity of surrounding plants.

Fang Mian was betting that Lillian didn't lie to him, and that the sunflower could bring miracles.

He called up the items section and clicked on the hoe symbol, but after more than ten seconds, the hoe he imagined did not appear in his hand.

Lilian was standing by, looking at him raising his hands, and asked in confusion: "Master, what are you doing?"

Fang Mian also looked confused and told her his confusion.

Then Lillian laughed at her. After that, Lillian told Fang Mian that the system could fully automatically cultivate the land and only needed Fang Mian to provide seeds.

With Lilian's help, Fang Mian witnessed that the dry and tight earth was tilled into soft soil by invisible hoes, and an invisible kettle poured from the sky. In an instant, the soil was moistened with water. .

In a few minutes, he completed what others had done in a day or two. Fang Mian could only say that the system was awesome.

After briefly praising Lilian and making the elf blush brightly, Fang Mian came to the center of the field, dug a shallow pit in the soft soil with his bare hands, and buried the golden seeds in the ground.

And this is, a translucent white light screen growing out of the ground.

[Seed type: Sunflower seeds. 】

[Growth progress: 0%]

[Number of days to wait: 15 days. 】

After scanning the screen, Fang Mian panicked, "Why does it take fifteen days to grow?"

The elf held his forehead and reminded him: "Can't you ripen the seeds by injecting soul power?"

After saying this, Fang Mian remembered that he had the ability to inject all his soul power into the seed in an instant.

A few minutes later, he sat on the ground with sore legs. When he looked at the progress bar, he saw that it had increased by 7%.

After hearing this, Fang Mian didn't dare to waste time. He sat cross-legged in the field and restored his soul power.

He didn't notice that not far away, the senior brother who had previously given Zhang Shuai a soul-nourishing fruit was crawling in the grass on the hillside, quietly peeking his head out. When he saw the cultivated wet fields, he opened his eyes wide and gasped. After taking a breath, he saw Fang Mian cross-legged on the ground recovering his soul power. He seemed to have some enlightenment and quietly retreated.

After jogging all the way, the senior brother came to a part of the farm. Zhang Shuai, who was digging out the crop roots left over from last month, stopped, greeted him happily, and asked: "Brother, what's going on over there?"

The senior brother shook his head and said: "Junior brother, the situation is very bad. Junior Brother Fang doesn't know what kind of treasure he got from Elder Wu. In one afternoon, he plowed an acre of land and sprinkled it with water. It seems that he can bury the seedlings in it. ”

"What, his progress is so fast." Zhang Shuai shouted in shock, with big drops of sweat on his forehead and panic in his eyes.

The senior brother shook his head and said with a smile: "Junior brother, don't worry. The treasure Elder Wu gave him seems to require soul power. When I went there, junior brother Fang was sitting in the field recovering his soul power. I think he who has just awakened his martial soul should not be able to He used the treasure given to him by Elder Wu too often."

"Huh~, that's it, that's good." Zhang Shuai smiled, looked at his senior brother gratefully and said: "Senior brother, you helped me so much, I really can't repay you, I won't say thank you for your kindness, if you have any instructions in the future , I, Zhang Shuai, will never die."

The senior brother waved his hand carelessly and said: "Junior brother Zhang, there is no need to do this. I am helping you because I can't stand the domineering elder Wu. You just cultivate good food, and I will help you test Junior Brother Fang. If Elder Wu If you want to mobilize food from other places to cheat, I will definitely not agree."

"Okay, thank you brother."

"Well, you go ahead and do your work first, then I'll leave."

"Brother, go slowly."

.......

The moon and stars were sparse, the sky had turned dark without knowing it, and the farm was also dark and quiet.

Fang Mian, who had repeated recovery, emptying, recovering, and emptying countless times, felt like he was being squeezed dry.

He steeled himself and injected the last ray of soul power in front of him, and sunflowers were already growing in the ground.

The sunflower is half a meter tall, with green branches, two leaves, and a golden bud waiting to bloom.

Fang Mian stared at the progress bar on the screen, reaching 100%, and breathed a long sigh of relief. The joy of joy washed over his heart. He had worked hard all day and his body was so sore. At this moment, he felt as if he was soaked in a hot spring and felt warm. Yes, very comfortable.

But why doesn’t this bud bloom?

Fang Mian stared at the buds that were still tightly together, and looked at Lilian who was lying on the other side, wearing light blue sleep clothes and sleeping soundly. He shouted a few words in a low voice, and when there was no response, he shouted loudly: "Lillian!!"

The birds sleeping on the branches in the distance were awakened and flew away.

Naturally, Lilian couldn't sleep anymore. She jumped up and glanced around with wide eyes. Then she looked into Fang Mian's eyes, puffed up her cheeks angrily, and put her hands on her hips, as if Fang Mian didn't want to give her an explanation. Make Fang Mian look good.

Fang Mian did not explain, pointed to the bud and asked: "What's going on? The growth rate has obviously reached 100%!"

Lillian glared at him, lay back on the quilt she got from nowhere, and muttered: "Idiot master, how can the sunflowers bloom without the sun!"

After saying that, he continued to sleep soundly.

"The sun." Fang Mian murmured. He looked to the east, hugged his arched legs, and waited quietly. He wanted to see the moment when the sunflowers bloomed with his own eyes.

Time passed quietly, I don’t know how long it took.

A ray of golden clouds came from the far east, and he felt the warmth on his face. Fang reluctantly opened his eyes, which were only a slit closed, and looked at the sunflowers illuminated by the sun.

The flower buds that were originally tightly closed were trembling a little bit and slowly spreading out.