Cultivation of a Foodie God [Holographic Online Game]

In the early morning of the next day, Song Chi went early and didn't even eat the glutinous rice porridge with jujube paste cake made by the master. It was scary to think about the stinky face of the master. He didn't knead the dough a little bit, The fire is a little off, the knife skills are a little bit weak, and the people... are a little scum, so in order to avoid embarrassment, Song Chi came to the agreed place, the wheat field, early.

Thinking about it, it was golden autumn in October, the waves of wheat were rolling, the golden waves were rippling in the morning breeze, and the air was filled with the sweet fragrance of wheat.

"Brother Song Chi?"

A man who was about the same age as Song Chi was a little unsure when he saw Song Chi alone beside the wheat field.

"Huh? You called me?"

Song Chi turned around and saw a man dressed in white, with a delicate baby face and slender fingers, he could be seen as a scholar.

"Little brother? Why did you come out so early?"

The scholar covered his mouth and laughed, "Little brother? It seems that you are right. My name is Rong Bai and you are the same age. My face really deceived many people."

Song Chi looked at the character panel in a daze, and he was indeed in his twenties, but this Rong Bai looked like a junior high school student no matter how he looked, it really was an overkill system, and he lost.

"You... are the one who will lead me to harvest the wheat today?" Song Chi asked suspiciously.

Rong Bai rolled up his sleeves, exposing his tender arms, "My father has something to do today. Although I am a first-class scholar, I do as much as you do, but not many people can persist in this matter. If you are like those people It made me think highly of Uncle Gu's apprentice."

Rong Bai snorted softly, he must have met many people like the one he mentioned.

"Seeing that you came here so early to wait, it's a bit of sincerity. From then on, take the sickle and follow me. The salary for this job is not much."

Rong Bai said to Song Chi with a little hostility, he has seen this kind of player too much, he always promises frankly but always gives up in the next second, Gu Bo's apprentice, don't let him down.

Song Chi took out a sickle from the cloth bag brought by Rong Bai, Pidian Pidian followed Rong Bai, and stepped into the wheat field to realize the majesty of the sea of ​​wheat. Once it breaks and stirs up waves, the ripe fragrance of wheat is probably autumn taste.

"Hmm...brother Rongbai, how much do I want to cut?"

Even though they were of the same generation, Song Chi didn't dare to call him too close.

"Ten mu of land." Rong Bai blushed suddenly, "I don't have to be so unfamiliar with your peers, okay, don't talk nonsense. Ten mu of land is not a small amount. The two of us have to cut it for a day to barely finish it."

After finishing speaking, Rong Bai buried himself in the sea of ​​wheat without raising his head.

Song Chi himself was a little at a loss with the sickle, he drew a scoop like a gourd, held the roots of a few wheat roots and swung the knife down, but there were still a few root roots broken, and the wheat stalks hurt in his hand.

He looked back and saw that Rong Bai had already cut three piles of wheat with his small body.

For the first time, Song Chi felt that he had become so scumbag that both humans and gods were indignant. The problem was that the way he opened the sickle was wrong?Song Chi used the sickle to try different angles to cut the wheat, but in the end there was only one result.

There is no use.

Crying and seeing that Rong Bai had already cut half an acre of wheat, and his own wheat could not even be piled up, a sense of frustration in life came to his heart, it seemed that he had no skills other than being able to eat and cook.

"It's wrong for you to cut like that!"

Rong Bai suddenly reprimanded Song Chi for his next move, and gestured to Song Chi with his scythe.

"You have to lift the wheat, try not to touch the grains, and it will break when you swing it down hard." Rong Bai did it so skillfully that he couldn't tell that it was done by a scholar.

With Rong Bai's guidance, Song Chi cut a few handfuls in a row, which was extremely smooth, but the process of cutting wheat was boring and boring, but Song Chi had a gossip boy's heart.

"Rong Bai, where will the harvested wheat be used?"

Rong Bai didn't stop what he was doing when he heard it, "Of course half of it is kept as food, and the other half is sold to the shopkeepers of those rice shops, but ah, there are fewer and fewer people buying these things in recent years, The price given is getting lower and lower.”

"The grains of this wheat are plump and top-grade. How come no one wants them?"

Song Chi tore off a grain of wheat casually, and the golden shell wrapped the pure white flour. This kind of high-yielding wheat seed is rare.

"There are not many people who can make these things well here. No matter how good the wheat is, no one makes delicious food, and it's just waiting to rot. Well, don't talk, there are nearly eight The mu of land has not been cut."

Hearing what Rong Bai said, Song Chi also realized that in a short time, Bai had already harvested most of the wheat.

Is this the harvester among the legendary fighters?

Although Song Chi has Rong Bai's help, he can't always rely on Rong Bai for his wages.

Pull it up, tighten it, and swing it down, repeat no less than a hundred times.

The sun is gradually coming up, and the sun is slanting on the earth, making Mai Hai even brighter. The air is filled with the heat of the sun. Even though it is early autumn, it still cannot block the heat of the sun.

Song Chi was sweating a long time ago. This novice outfit was made of linen, and he couldn't feel anything when he wore it normally. Now when he sweated and rubbed against the rough cloth, Song Chi almost called out for his mother in pain.More importantly, the clothes didn't absorb sweat, and I felt sticky and uncomfortable for a while.

Taking a look around, it was only half cut, at least five acres of land, and I also cut two acres.The uneaten stomach lacked power, making Song Chi dizzy for a while.

The hot weather, body discomfort, and feeling powerless for the remaining workload, Song Chi finally understood why some people gave up halfway through.

"The sun is getting brighter now, let's take a rest."