Heaven’s Intention

Fifteen acres of wheat field, although the space is larger, but it is not windy, the large pieces of wheat stand upright, a dazzling golden yellow.

Seeing that Romon noticed wheat, a translucent data frame changed from a faint tiny light spot, a message once conveyed was once again conveyed: "Wheat B is ripe and ready to be harvested."

This wheat seed can increase its yield by 20%, so when Romon planted it, it was very exciting and expecting. If you take it out and make it as a rice seed, it would be really cool.

But, looking at such a large area of ​​wheat waves, Luo Meng really made a difficult decision. This is not one acre or two acres, but fifteen acres of wheat!

"Fifteen acres ..." Although I had long thought that harvesting would be very troublesome, but after seeing this kind of scene with my own eyes, and imagining the hard work of harvesting them again, Romon still felt troublesome.

Even if the wheat is harvested, the rest can be decomposed, but for such a large area, how many days will it take? Luo Meng bitterly looked at the wheat seed waiting for him to harvest ...

Hey, there is no way to do it. After all, there is a time limit for harvesting. When the tenants in his territory are in need of wheat seeds, Luo Meng must collect these wheat seeds as soon as possible and distribute them to those tenants. To ensure that this year's crop cultivation is not affected.

After making up his mind, Luo Meng withdrew his mind from the space of Shennongjiao, and looked at the sickle in the corner.

The secret of Shennongjiao Space must never be known to outsiders. There was no idea of ​​helping others, and even if others wanted to help, they could n’t help. They had already prepared tools for harvesting.

Not only ten sharp sickles, a guillotine, but also a sturdy, large number of pockets, and a large bamboo basket that can be carried on the back. Put these things into the bamboo basket first, and Romon will sink his mind again. Enter the space of Shennongjiao.

After returning to the space, Luo Meng put down the bamboo basket, took out the guillotine first, and then carried a sharp sickle to the fifteen acres of wheat field.

Harvesting crops for the first time, although the sickle in his hand is not heavy, in Romon's view, it is more difficult to control than that sword!

According to the actions of the people harvesting the crops in memory, Luo Meng grabbed a handful of wheat, and then waved a sickle in his hand.

The result of the first sickle swing was not bad. Although he always felt that the sickle in his hand was a little fluttering, which made it not very smooth, but under his careful movements, this wheat was still easily taken by him. It was cut off, and then he was put in the big bamboo basket on his back.

Won the first battle, let Romon have a little more confidence in the harvest of Xiaobai, holding the idea that "this is not difficult," he continued to wield a sickle and harvest it.

However, Romont ’s initial pride was completely crushed by reality before half an acre of land was harvested!

Because of the frequent swinging of the sickle, Luo Meng's arm was sore, and his waist was almost broken, straight, and he never wanted to bend down again.

The red mark appeared on the palm of the hand holding the sickle, which was very painful.

Who knows that the Chinese food in the plate is hard! He was just concerned about harvesting, and he didn't care about anything else. He had made him so embarrassed. Thinking about the hard-working farmers, Luo Meng sighed softly. Then, he gritted his teeth and started harvesting again.

The golden wheat waves began to get smaller under Romon's sickle, and the harvested wheat pile on the open space not far behind Romon began to get higher and higher.

Because there are as many as 15 acres of wheat, Romon does not expect to harvest all of them in a day or two. His idea is to harvest at least three acres a day and take this part of wheat first. Go out to be a seed.

In this way, when you are planting and cutting, within five days, the wheat seeds are harvested, and the wheat seeds are almost planted, so you do n’t miss the time to plant the crops outside.

After making this determination, Romon began to harvest.

Although the current physique is much stronger than that on the earth, in this respect, there is still not much advantage in saying that Romon can only harvest for half an hour, and he is almost tired to crawl.

At this time, Romon always looked at the sapling, and could feel that there was a consciousness in it, which was in the stage of restoring and restoring. Thinking of the records of the Druid textbook, Romon was full of anticipation- — It is said that the appearance of the tree spirits are all beautiful young girls. This is okay. The most important thing is that they are very capable experts.

Because they cannot leave the trees far away, they do not suffer from loneliness.

Thinking about this, the tired and dog-like Romon will come to the little tree every time and lie next to the little tree, while resting and talking to the little tree. As long as the imagination of a tree spirit appeared shortly afterwards, Romon was comforted.

After the struggle in the middle of the night, the two acres of wheat field, under the painful and happy harvest of Romon, became fewer and fewer, and finally they were completely harvested cleanly.

Romon placed the harvested wheat on the open field, and at this time, several large piles of tall wheat had been piled up, and at this time, Romon ’s suffering had just begun. In the next time, Romon put these two acres. The wheat field was thrashed to collect wheat seeds.

When the wheat grains were all detached, Romon also spent a lot of energy when loading them, and he got a few bags of wheat seeds. Romon, who had been tossed all night, finally faced up and hit the grass behind. .

Lying herringbone, exhaled for a long time. Two acres of land, 400 kilograms of wheat, finally smoothed out! Even Romon admired himself a little bit, and was able to harvest all the wheat seeds in such a short time and collect the wheat seeds.

Stretched out his two hands and placed it in the air, looking at the one holding the sickle. At this time, the flesh and blood were blurred, while the other hand also had a cocoon, and the palms were hot and painful. Nonetheless, looking at the pocket full of harvest not far away, Romon still had joy in his heart.

After taking a short break, Romon withdrew from the space.

"Healing!" Luo Meng started silently, and suddenly, a piece of green light enveloped his hands, and his hands broke new cocoons, all eliminated.

After some labor, fatigue and weakness flooded the whole body, and Romon struggled to open a box with food in it. This was because the experiment often forgot the meal preparation.

Luo Meng swallowed, and after eating, he breathed out for a long time.

Luo Meng struggled from the basement, dragged five sacks of wheat seeds one by one, leather boots touched the marble floor, and made a heavy footstep.

On the top, there was a light on the face, looking up at the window, seeing the sun was born, the golden light shining into the hall.

At this moment, the key to the hall was opened, and it was Loli who was wearing a bell. Her name was also a bell (translated by the meaning at this time). At this time, she suddenly saw Luo Meng.

"Adult, haven't you slept all night?" The girl stammered, her eyes seeing the **** Romon.

Romon did not answer this question, but immediately said: "When Fudi comes, he will hand over these wheat seeds to him. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir!" The bell answered.

Luo Mon no longer comprehends her. There is a small hall next to the hall, which is a lounge with a small bed in it. Of course, it is not as comfortable as the main building, but at this time, Luo Mon is not fussy anymore. The soft mattress made a sound of satisfaction.

Just when I was going to sleep, suddenly, a pair of small hands, along Romon's shoulder, walked all parts of the back and muscles, sometimes squeezed, sometimes beat, suddenly, soreness and comfort appeared at the same time, really soft Moderate, moderate hardness.

Luo Meng glanced a little and saw that the bell was working hard to massage ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Due to the force, the snow-white face turned pink, which was particularly dazzling in the morning light.

A breath of youth belongs to the girl, floating in the air, Luo Meng's expression gradually eased, not much time, he fell asleep, after a long while, the girl withdrew her hand.

For a moment, someone came in.

"Who?" She said pretending to be calm.

"Bell, my lord told me to come to see him this morning." Fudi said.

"Oh, I already know about this matter, my lord told you to give these to you." The bell pointed to the sack.

Fuddy looked at him, saw the sack, and Luo Meng resting on the bed, nodded with a smile, he lowered his body, released the sack, suddenly, the wheat seeds appeared, and there was a lot of straw in it.

This is completely new. Fudi knew it at a glance. He touched it, and he showed a puzzled expression, but he remembered the cultivation base of the huge basement, and he understood it again. Does anyone know?

Thousands of acres of land are divided into three blocks by rotation, and only 300 acres are planted in the wheat field. The other two blocks are planted with other one-year crops, but it is estimated that these seeds can only meet one third of the wheat field. .

People take food as the day, so let's plant it first today, and talk to adults at night, this wheat seed can't meet the needs!

Fuddy didn't say anything. Go back. After a few moments, several men came in. They also tried to move the wheat seeds lightly. Outside, waiting for anxious tenants, they immediately greeted them.

The farmland is starting to get busy ... all of this seems to have nothing to do with the sleeping Luo Meng ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Welcome book readers to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all in ~ www .wuxiaspot.com ~