Code Farmer Comprehension

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At the foot of a small green hill, there is a rice field, the rice is like sapphire, it looks extraordinary at first sight.

Different from ordinary rice planting, there is one rice pit here, no weeds, and the plants are sparse.

At this moment, it is the beginning of the afternoon and the weather is hot.

A half-grown boy in a green shirt, carrying a bucket of water with both hands, came to the rice, and carefully poured the spiritual water in the bucket into the exclusive spiritual water pit next to the rice.

Because of the hot weather, most of the green shirt was already wet, and there were dense beads of sweat on his forehead, which rolled and dripped down his cheeks.

As he bent down to pour water, drops of sweat dripped down the tip of his nose into the puddle on his forehead and the bridge of his nose.

A rice pit and a bucket of spiritual water per day are standard configurations. There can be more, but not less. If there is no spiritual rice, various problems of lack of spiritual energy will appear.

And it's not too far from Lingjing, but it's not close either. On average, it takes about six minutes to go back and forth.

In an hour, only ten plants can be processed, and this is still based on non-stop.

And the spiritual rice he was in charge of was one mu of land, exactly one hundred plants.

It takes nine to ten hours to complete without stopping.

In addition to rest, eating, weather effects and other issues, it takes almost twelve hours of work a day, a full half of the time, to complete the task.

After Zhang Deming finished pouring a bucket of water again, he couldn't stand the heat anymore, so he put down the bucket, came to the side under the shade of a tree, and sat down.

It has been ten years since he lived like this, and it has been eighteen years since he came to this world.

When I came to this world, in the past few years, my life was not bad.

When he was eight years old, his spiritual root was detected, but his aptitude was a bit poor, and his spiritual root was only blackjack.

The spiritual root talent is capped at 100 points, and 25 points is the minimum standard for accepting apprentices in Tianlingmen.

From twenty to twenty-five o'clock, you can only start from the handyman, and the collection range of the handyman is only around the Tianlingmen Mountain Gate.

But Shuanghe Town where Zhang Deming is located is not in this range.

Originally, he had no hope of getting started, and no hope of becoming a handyman.

But what's more bloody is that the object of engagement since childhood, the little girl who was raised by him as a wife since childhood, Pan Juan'er, has fifty-nine spiritual roots.

This kind of talent can be regarded as a genius in Tianlingmen.

Therefore, under Pan Juan'er's crying, he was made an exception and accepted as a handyman disciple.

Speaking of this, Zhang Deming was still a little bit embarrassed.

As a code farmer in my previous life, I was unresponsive to men and women.

Until the age of twenty-eight, she was never married and had only been in love once.

In this life, after learning from the painful experience, after he knew that he was married to a baby girl, he began to consciously support his little daughter-in-law, trying to come up with a plan to grow her up.

Originally thought that in this life, he wanted to be a childhood sweetheart, a couple for the rest of his life, and to be happy.

Unexpectedly, he was raised until he was eight years old, and he was still at the age of life imprisonment, and his daughter-in-law flew away

After that, he and Pan Juan'er didn't have any bloody dramas, and they seemed to disappear in each other's life for ten years.

The elder who accepted Pan Juan'er as his disciple at the beginning told Zhang Deming clearly that the engagement had been cancelled.

Zhang Deming, who has the thinking of an adult, also understands the relationship. Although it is a pity that the loli he raised has not yet grown up and can fly, but that's all.

He has experienced material desires in his previous life, and his blind date requires a car, a house, and a passbook. He said that this reality is just a drizzle.

Fast forward ten years, and he never had anything to do with that loli again.

Because of the scruples at the beginning, Pan Juan'er's master sent him to the corner of the mountain gate, Xiaoqingshan, to plant spiritual rice.

In the case of going up and down, he was severely disciplined for a period of time in his first years.

But because of the thinking of adults, it is not difficult to get through.

After the steward tried to fawn over him to no avail, he was forgotten. Although he was still strict with him, it was still within the normal range, and nothing happened after that.

Time is like water, and it is ten years in a flash.

Ten years later, he had already reached adulthood, but as a traveler, he had waited for the golden finger for eighteen years, but nothing happened.

"Damn it, didn't it mean that every traverser has a golden finger?

Am I a parallel importer?

Or did you just accidentally bump into this congested convertible when you died suddenly while working overtime and typing codes? "

Looking at the rice field in front of him, Zhang Deming felt discouraged for a while.

What is my fate is up to me.

I was not born ordinary or something.

In the past ten years, these bloody ideas have been smoothed out by this mu of land and hundreds of rice plants.

Life is like a butcher's knife. You can't cut it across the board, you can only slowly erase the edges and corners.

Not to mention other things, it is that he wants to be a historical world, and it is impossible to develop some industries.

Because in the past ten years, he discovered that the Zongmen can use formations to handle a lot of hard work, but none of them.

Many of these various tasks were deliberately calculated by the door, so to speak.

After resting for a while, he looked at the last ten spiritual rice plants.

Zhang Deming gritted his teeth and cheered up: "Work harder, you can rest in the afternoon."

Because of the hot weather, as a senior rice farmer, Zhang Deming got up early in the morning to work.

Therefore, in the hot afternoon, there are usually only fifteen or six plants left, and the work takes less than two hours. This is the experience of ten years of rice cultivation.

In the past ten years, from the beginning of being trained every day, and the harvest failed every season, to now two seasons a year, he can also save a balance of one and a half spirit stone rewards.

After cheering himself up, Zhang Deming started working again.

After watering another seven or eight plants, it was almost over, when a young man came from the handyman's yard.

He and Zhang Deming have the same gray-blue clothes and the same age, but the other party has his hands behind his back and his head slightly raised, with a proud expression on his face.

"Hey, brother Ming is still watering, tsk tsk, work harder, there are only two left, and you can rest for half a day."

The young man said to Zhang Deming jokingly with pride.

The young man's name is Zong En, and he is a handyman like him, and the two have been getting along for some years.

The rice fields are not only next to each other, but even the handyman's house is next to each other.

But the opponent's spiritual root is twenty-eight points, and his talent is much better than Zhang Deming.

With a full seven points of talent, the gap between the two has been created.

Zhang Deming knew the character of the other party, so he didn't answer the words, and buried his head in pouring the last two buckets of water, because if he answered, the other party would be embarrassed all afternoon.

In the past six months, Zhang Deming personally summed up the rules.

After pouring the last two buckets of water, looking up, Zong En next to him was ready.

In his rice field, there are two buckets full of water.

After the preparations, he pinched the formula with both hands and muttered words, perhaps because he noticed Zhang Deming's wait and see.

He became more energetic, and even read out loud the formulas in his mouth instead of muttering.

"This brat is getting more and more embarrassing, isn't he just a little cloud and rain technique!

Who cares!

One day, Grandpa will be able to practice it too! "

Zhang Deming smelled of vinegar, and muttered with some complaints.

Small cloud and rain technique is a kind of planting technique, it is the most basic and low-level technique, as long as one develops the sense of qi and becomes a junior apprentice, one can use it with a certain amount of spiritual power.

The premise is that you can learn!

And the gap between Zhang Deming and Zong En's work is because of it, because of such a small technique.

Not knowing spells, one hundred barrels of spiritual water a day, 12 hours of labor, and half-dead work to barely pass the exam and meet the basic needs of spiritual rice.

But if you learn this little cloud and rain technique, use two buckets of water in the morning and evening, and use the cloud and rain technique, you will complete the spiritual energy supply of the spiritual rice, and the effect is better than watering.

Because what Lingdao lacks is not water but spiritual energy, Xiaoyunyushu has more spiritual energy than the water in Lingjing, the reason why a special puddle is built next to Lingdao is to benefit water.

If you work harder, like Zong En, cast spells three times a day, the growth of Lingdao will be even more gratifying.

Therefore, there is a clear gap between the spiritual rice in the two rice fields.

After all, this guy learned this spell half a year ago, when the rice was planted this season, and the accumulated advantages of half a year are now visible to the naked eye.

With Zong En's hands flying, mana surged.

Because of the surge of spiritual power, he had a look of pleasure and pride on his face.

His not-so-abundant spiritual power flew out, and in the rice field, two buckets of spiritual water floated up directly, forming a small cloud cluster five or six meters above the rice field.

Immediately, wisps of drizzle fell on the paddy field, and the Lingdao shook slightly, as if cheering.

After a while, the cloud released all the water vapor, Zong En clapped his hands with a smile, and said, "It's finished."

Turning around, he saw Zhang Deming's unstoppable envy. He wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and said, "Oh, it's been hard work!"

The black line on Zhang Deming's head, you've been chattering for half a year, it's not over yet, is it? ! !

His lips moved slightly, and finally Zhang Deming took a deep breath. He was not as knowledgeable as this little kid, and I heard that this guy was about to break through the junior apprentice and was promoted to the intermediate level.

At this time, it is still a point of power, don't destroy the relationship that has been going on for several years, just let him bluff, it's his turn to bluff.

"Let's go back to practice together. I heard that you are about to break through. If you can be promoted to the outer sect by then, don't forget us old fellows." Zhang Deming said holding a heavy bucket.

The bucket for pouring spiritual water is half a utensil, and it is so heavy that most of the energy for watering is spent on it. The ghost knows what the sect thinks.

"Haha, I must, I must not forget my roots, I must not forget the care of everyone these years."

Zhang Deming didn't say much after hearing the words.

In the past ten years, he has been considered an old man, how many people have been sent to the outer door?

But no more than three people came back to see it once.

The one who really came to take care of them, one didn't.

Moreover, the disciples of the outer sect, who are also in their handyman's courtyard, have taught so much, in fact, they are the lowest disciples of the Tianling sect.

Although I know it in my heart, I still need to maintain the interpersonal relationship. After all, one more familiar outer sect brother is more important.

It may be useless to say it, but in their handyman's yard, these things are still a weight.

This is also the reason why Zhang Deming can now live a peaceful and stable life in the handyman's yard without being oppressed.

Where there are people, there are fights.

As Xiaoqingshan rice field handyman's house, one of the few old people who have worked for more than ten years, although he is not mixed enough to oppress others.

But these various background relationships made those oppressors dare not think of him.

In fact, with his current status and relationship, it is entirely possible to enter the ranks of oppression.

But I fully understand that sooner or later I have to pay back when I come out to hang out.

With the soul of an adult, without cheats, he would rather live an honest life.

There's no need to touch those little cheap shortcuts, after all, who knew you squeezed it, wasn't it a little genius?

You don't need a genius, you just need to sneak into the outer door, and after a while, you will naturally have the ability to go back and clean up their chores.

In the past ten years, Zhang Deming has seen this kind of thing more than once.

If he could continue to cultivate with extra time, Zhang Deming might take risks for his cultivation.

But the spiritual energy in the handyman's courtyard is thin, and the practice disk in the room runs for a day, and the collected spiritual energy is enough to carry it in an hour.

After that, want to practice in the air of the handyman's yard?

The effect of ten days is not worth the sum of this hour, which shows the importance of cultivation resources.

As for the cultivation disk, the iron law of the sect prohibits it from being seized in any form for any reason.

This is one of the few iron laws with the most effective execution, and almost no one dares to touch the red line.

Therefore, those who can persist in practicing in the air in the handyman's courtyard are all strong people.

Zhang Deming didn't belong to that team anyway, he only practiced for three hours a day, with two hours of training discs as standard and one hour of comfort.

The extra hour is Zhang Deming's self-consolation, the consolation of showing that he does not belong to the ranks of salted fish.

Ten years later, it is equivalent to having a few more training disks, which is better than not having one at all, and the improvement in cultivation is almost invisible.

The two returned to the yard. The weather was still very strong at this time, and most of them had just finished their lunch break and started to practice.

Because of the weather, many people chose to get up early to work like Zhang Deming, so they were tired after lunch and needed a certain amount of rest.

Zhang Deming originally belonged to this queue, but because today was his eighteenth birthday, he was rarely at peace.

That's why I didn't have a long lunch break, but chose to finish the afternoon tasks in advance.

The two chatted all the way, living for many years, Zhang Deming skillfully found the topic.

This is also the reason why Zhang Deming can have a certain relationship network, he doesn't want to be a boring gourd like in his previous life.

The two returned to the yard and each entered their own rooms. Zong En needed to start recovering his spiritual power to prepare for the magic spell at night.

Different from the practice where the dantian is full of spiritual power, the spell consumes the spiritual power of the dantian.

Under the thin spiritual power of the handyman's courtyard, it is also possible to practice slowly recovering spiritual power.

As for the reason, Zhang Deming is not clear, it is roughly guessed that it may have something to do with the difference in aura strength, who knows.

In the process of recovering from the loss of spiritual power, the cultivation base will also be slightly improved.

Three times a day is almost equivalent to a day's normal practice disc practice improvement.

Therefore, compared with those who do not know spells, it is equivalent to double the training time. This is why Zong En works so hard and insists on casting spells three times a day.