Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Shao Xuan slept soundly, his saliva came out, and his ears also had a filter function.

The people who came to Jiju in the past were not too cautious and didn't even know where to put their hands, they were just some greedy people who looked around and wanted to grab everything that caught their eye, like Shao Xuan waiting and waiting. Too few can fall asleep on their own.

After understanding the question that he hadn't understood for many years, seeing Shao Xuan like this, Ji Ju was in a rare good mood, and asked with a smile, "What did you dream about?"

"I'm cooking porridge, so you're here." Shao Xuan wiped the saliva from his mouth, not at all embarrassed. It is really quiet and peaceful here, and there are some faint plant fragrances around, which makes people very relaxing. When I first dreamed, I dreamed of cooking a pot of porridge, and the porridge was full of white rice.

Huh?

wrong.

Shao Xuan stretched his waist for a while, white porridge? white rice?

Thinking about it carefully, in the pot of porridge that I dreamed of, every grain of rice is still round. Although it is not as big as the purple-golden grains grown in the tribe, it is not too small.

Ji Ju sat down and poured himself a glass of water. Seeing Shao Xuan froze there, he asked, "What did you think of?"

"I am carefully recalling the pot of porridge that I dreamed about just now." Shao Xuan said.

Ji Ju Yile didn't take it seriously, he just thought that Shao Xuan was greedy. Indeed, in such a place full of food, it is not surprising to dream of these.

Without thinking too much, Ji Ju said: "Because of your words just now, I thought of a problem that troubled me a long time ago. There was a thousand grains of gold mentioned in the records left by our ancestors of the Ji family, and I know a thousand grains of gold. The method of planting is also found in the ancestor's notes."

In order to find this, after he came back, he almost carefully turned over the records left by the ancestors of the Ji family. Instead, it was called "Golden Valley", a name that was too broad. Ji Ju spent a lot of effort to find out more about the method of planting thousands of grains of gold, and then improved it. Some outdated things in the formula were replaced, and the fertilizer formula was finally finalized.

but. The "five colors of gold" was also mentioned in the ancestor's notes, but unfortunately for some reasons, the notes were not complete, Ji Ju could not see the full version, and he had not been able to understand the five colors of gold until Shao Shao just now. When Xuan mentioned it, Ji Ju only remembered what the ancestors wrote in the handwritten notes.

"The 'gold' of a thousand grains of gold does not refer to a color." Ji Ju explained to Shao Xuan. Say what you just figured out,

"The five colors of gold vary depending on the location and the person. Therefore, different places, different people, and different methods will produce different crops, just as your flaming horns are purple. What we grow in our farmland may not be the same color as yours, or even the same color as the original grain."

"It depends on the location. It depends on the person? If this is the reason, then there will always be differences between different colors, right?" Shao Xuan asked.

"Not bad." Ji Ju stroked his beard, and suddenly felt that the beard felt a little wrong, it seemed to be a little less, and after a short pause, he said, "The five-color thousand grains of gold will indeed be different. According to my guess, planting in The thousand grains of gold of your tribe. The next generation will change, compared to the few plants we found on the mountain. The difference will be greater, and this is the tendency for them to change. As long as it is planted in you, it will be planted by the people of your tribe. , and using the same method, the final planting will change more and more in the direction of your tribe.

But if one day, your tribe moves away and leaves those thousand grains of gold there for thousands of years, a small amount of them will survive. become these. Ji Ju spread out his hands, holding a few grains of bean-sized millet with a dull golden luster, which were the ones they first harvested.

"Thank you for letting me know!" Shao Xuan said solemnly.

"Take good care of the Purple Gold Valley of your tribe. Even if you don't know how useful it is now, it will prove its worth one day. Everything in the universe complements each other, and any changes have their reasons. There are five colors of gold grains, but that purple one may be what your tribe needs the most! Likewise, the one in my field will also be the one I need most." Ji Ju said with emotion.

It is impossible not to envy Shao Xuan and the others, but Ji Ju's mind has calmed down a lot now. Perhaps, what he needs most is not the kind from the Flaming Horn people, but the ones that are slowly growing in the ground.

As for Shao Xuan and his flaming horn tribe, those who can grow a thousand grains of gold and make it change like this will definitely not be just a bunch of vulgar and fierce people as rumored. He also refreshed a new understanding of Yanjiao people in his heart.

Ji Ju was about to talk about Shao Xuan's few purple thousand grains of gold, and found that there was only one left on the table!

Ji Ju remembered that he brought three grains, one husked and the other two intact, and now there is only one unhusked grain left on the table, what about the other two? !

Seeing Ji Ju looking over, Shao Xuan raised his finger and pointed to the outside of the temple gate.

The bull head blocked at the door of the temple shrank out instantly.

Now that the cows were fed, Jiju didn't say much, just snorted, and then thought of the thousands of grains of gold in the field, he couldn't help smiling, "Shao Xuan, you say, those in my field will eventually be what colour?"

"White." Shao Xuan blurted out, and only then did he realize that he brought the pot of porridge he dreamed of in his dream.

Ji Ju wondered, "Why are you so sure?"

"Guess." Shao Xuan said dryly.

Ji Ju glanced at Shao Xuan meaningfully, and did not believe it or not, he tapped his finger on the table, and after a while, said: "So, those in my field are about to reach their second 'robbery', you will stay here. How long is the royal city? Why don't you stay for a while and see how they survive the 'calamity'."

Shao Xuan counted the time and nodded, "I have to discuss it with another elder." After speaking, he smiled again, "Are you willing to let me watch? Are you afraid that I will learn all the secrets?"

Ji Ju waved his hand, "Don't be afraid!" The most important thing in this process is those fertilizers, but the fertilizers are only prepared by himself before they are shipped out, so how can others know.

After Shao Xuan returned to the Qingmang Hall, Jiju also entertained them. After eating, Shao Xuan left the farm with Guangyi and "Black Bear", but they left through the other side door. There were too many people blocking the door. Going out from there is a lot of trouble, you will be entangled, don't even think about going back.

"If there are too many people at the gate in the future, enter through this side door. This is the door closest to the Qiju Palace." Jiju said.

The guard guarding the side door was also instructed to remember Shao Xuan's appearance, and next time he would lead people directly to the Qiju Hall.

Jiju also arranged for an ox cart, pulled ten bags of millet, and took Shao Xuan and the three away.

The farm is too big, there are too many side doors, and there is no one outside the side door, so Shao Xuan and the others walked smoothly.

"Black Bear" couldn't sit still with joy, ten bags of millet, although they were all given to Shao Xuan, but these ten bags can always be given to him by one or two, right? The price is negotiable!

On the way, Shao Xuan negotiated with Guangyi. If Guangyi didn't want to stay in Wangcheng for a long time, he would go back in a few days. At that time, the Black Bear Caravan would go from Wangcheng to Anba City, and take some millet back by the way.

However, Guangyi refused. Shao Xuan was not at ease here alone. Duo Kang also said that his mission was to protect Shao Xuan and not allow the elders of the tribe to be bullied in Wangcheng.

Knowing that Shao Xuan and Guangyi were going to stay in Wangcheng for a while, "Black Bear" took the initiative to arrange for Shao Xuan and Guangyi to stay at the station of their caravan. He didn't want to let go of the line of Shao Xuan. Ji Ju did not say today that he would not let the caravan person in next time.

Returning to Wangcheng and entering the caravan station, "Black Bear" asked someone to rearrange a yard for Shao Xuan and Guangyi to live in, so that it would be convenient for Shao Xuan and the others to put things.

"Shao Xuan, when are you going to go to Jingu Grange next time?" "Black Bear" asked.

"The day after tomorrow, I want to take a look in the city tomorrow and buy something." Shao Xuan said. "Black Bear" arranged the yard, but he was not good at using everything from others, and some had to be prepared by himself.

"Alright, let Mao Da accompany you to buy something tomorrow." After all, as the boss of a caravan, the leader of a tribe, the black bear still has a lot of things at hand. He has been outside all day today, and many things are Put it down and don't deal with it, and don't worry about handing over one or two things to others, and he has to check it out. The day after tomorrow, Shao Xuan would go to Jiju again, so he had to make arrangements for the day tomorrow, and then go to Jingu Grange with him.

That's it! If you go to the Grange the day after tomorrow, what kind of gift should you prepare? Black Bear thought.

Mao Da took Shao Xuan and the two to the newly arranged yard: "What are you going to buy tomorrow? I am familiar with Wangcheng and know where the best things are." He had heard about today's events from the black bear. Looking at Shao Xuan's eyes is like looking at the golden leaves of Wangcheng. He will definitely not give up on this kind of favoritism. Maybe next time he can follow him into Jingu Grange? Hey, it's exciting to think about it!

"I'll talk about it after reading it, but if I have time, I want to visit a friend, but I don't know where they live." Shao Xuan said.

"Black Bear", who was thinking about what gift to give the day after tomorrow, pricked up his ears.

"What's your friend's last name? I'll let someone inquire." Mao Da said.

"Gongjia's house, do you know where you live?"

"I know! I know! Tomorrow I..."

"Wait a minute!"

Before Mao Da could finish speaking, he was interrupted by "Black Bear".

"Black Bear" stepped in front of Shao Xuan with two big steps, because he was too excited, his blood was surging, and a dark face full of beards was black and red.

"I suddenly felt that it would be better for me to take you out. I also know a few people from the Jiajia family." "Black Bear" said.

Mao Da: "..." I should lead the way tomorrow! I bring! (To be continued)