I Become A Saint By Studying

"What... what?"

Jiang Qinghe looked at Lin Yi in a daze, and asked in confusion, "Again?"

Lin Yi nodded and said, "En!"

Jiang Qinghe was a little confused, he had already won, why did he have to do it again?

But Lin Yi said everything, and he couldn't refuse, so he could only bite the bullet and nodded, then turned around and went to harvest the rice.

Everyone in the Su family looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what kind of tricks Lin Yi was playing.

Seeing the young master of the Jiang family harvesting with the sickle given by the Su family, Su Chen couldn't stand it any longer, and said, "If this goes on, the day lily will be cold..."

As soon as the words fell, Su Chen waved his hand, and the Spirit Power in his body swept across the rice fields that Jiang Qinghe bent over to harvest.

"Yangtian has the blessing of formation, so there can be a faster method!" Su Chen said calmly, with a hint of pride.

Lin Yi smiled and said, "This is even better!"

He selected the hybrid seeds from the basket and handed them over to Jiang Qinghe again for him to continue farming.

At the same time, the seedling fields continue to be watered, the formation simulates the seasonal climate, and artificial pollination is performed.

Soon the second generation of hybrid rice began to appear.

In the end, the hybrid rice grew into a rich and plump grain, and the golden rice fields made everyone in the Su family dumbfounded.

"It's so high!"

"so big!"

"Really round..."

The eyes of Su Chen and everyone in the Su family were straightened, and even the ancestor of the Su family was helped up tremblingly.

He stared at the rice field and said, "Quick, help me to have a look..."

The head of the Su family helped the patriarch of the Su family to the edge of the field. Looking at the falling ears of rice, the patriarch of the Su family trembled slightly.

"The grains are full, and the yield of each plant is much higher than those grown by the Su family..."

The ancestor of the Su family's eyes were red, and he stroked the rice gently, reluctant to let go.

Jiang Qinghe was also a little confused, turned his head to look at Lin Yi and said, "Master Lin, what's going on? Why did it happen?"

Lin Yi said: "In layman's terms...it's marriage. For example, will the Jiang family become stronger if they marry ordinary people, or if they marry other masters and hundreds of families?"

"That must be a hundred schools of thought!"

Jiang Qinghe said seriously: "My father planned to let me marry a military daughter...but that girl is too tough, I don't like it!"

Jiang Qinghe's body trembled when the girl from the military family was mentioned.

Lin Yi said: "So the rice is the same, that's why I asked you to choose high-quality seeds for marriage."

Jiang Qinghe nodded, half understanding.

However.

When the ancestor of the Su family heard Lin Yi's words, he was thoughtful, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was great truth and wisdom in it.

But Lin, judging by his calm attitude, must have had experience with this for a long time.

Lin Yi looked at Jiang Qinghe with a smile, and said, "Do you want to do it again?"

"what?"

Lin Yi said: "Don't want to produce thousands of catties per mu? If it succeeds, it will be thanks to you, Jiang Qinghe..."

hum!

Jiang Qinghe's heart was shaken, and he had already begun to fantasize about the news that the young master of the painter mastered far more than the farming skills of the peasant family, and it spread throughout the entire school of thought.

"Dry!"

Jiang Qinghe continued to repeat the methods and routines from last time as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Even more commendable, he is becoming more and more proficient now, and the ancestor of the Su family is also staring at Jiang Qinghe's operation without blinking his eyes.

time flies.

With the blessing of seedling formation, this batch of improved hybrid rice is more productive.

At this moment, everyone in the Su family was speechless, staring at Jiang Qinghe in a daze.

"Is this really the first time for Jiang Qinghe?"

"He didn't understand at all, and he didn't have any skills. It was indeed the first time,"

"He has done it three times in a row...every time is better than the last time..."

The faces of many of the Su family's children turned green. For the first time, they felt ashamed. They had studied farming for decades, but they were not as good as Jiang Qinghe, who was a painter.

but……

They also knew that it was all due to the Prince Dayan who was wearing a Confucian shirt. Without his teaching skills, it would be impossible for Jiang Qinghe to be so strong.

For a moment, everyone's eyes on Lin Yi changed.

At this moment, Su Jiu stared fixedly at Lin Yi, and muttered, "Making different kinds of rice into marriage, this...isn't this the farming technique that I have studied, and it has the same effect as me?"

"In this way, the grafting technique that Prince Dayan said...is it true?"

His eyes lit up suddenly, and his heart became hot.

Not long.

On the ridge of the terraced fields in Taoyuan, there was a sudden silence, and everyone's eyes fell on the formation terraced fields in the farmhouse.

I saw that the rice this time was more than double the height of the previous two times. It was as tall as a human being. The grains were full and exuded a strong rice fragrance.

Plop!

Su Chen sat on the ground blankly: "How...how is it possible? In one day, the process of hundreds of years of farming is completed..."

The ancestor of the Su family said: "Okay, okay, the prince's little friend is shocked by Deva!"

Patriarch Su looked astonished, and murmured in a low voice: "How could it be...I pressed his father on the ridge of the field and exploded him. How could the Dayan court master such farming skills?"

The elders and children of the Su family also looked horrified, and then they went to the fields one after another to study the rice by themselves.

"Master Lin... I planted this?"

Jiang Qinghe couldn't believe it was true. He was a rookie who had never been in the farming way, but he severely defeated the pride of the Su family.

The prince's farming skills are really terrible!

Not only the way of writing, painting, medicine, but now the way of farming is also crushing a wave of the Su family, and he becomes more and more suspicious that all schools of thought are related to Lin Yi...

Lin Yi nodded and said, "Yes!"

"yeah!"

Jiang Qinghe clenched his fists excitedly.

Lin Yi looked at Su Chen and said, "Do you want to call me?"

"..."

Su Chen was silent, and shook his head in despair: "Why do you want to humiliate me again, Your Highness the Crown Prince?"

The ancestor of the Su family glanced at Su Chen, and said to the head of the Su family beside him: "Send me there..."

He pointed to the bronze statue on the field ridge.

Patriarch Su's body froze, and finally fell silent. He pushed the patriarch of the Su family to the front, and the patriarch of the Su family shot and shattered the bronze statue.

"From now on, everyone is not allowed to mention a few words from the past..." the ancestor of the Su family said.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Everyone in the Su family responded, then bowed their heads and fell silent, feeling ashamed.

Lin Yi nodded slightly, and said with a light smile, "Senior Su, how is Junior's farming skills?"

"Divinity!"

The ancestor of the Su family said: "If Shennong, the ancestor of my Su family, can see this scene, I am afraid that he would not dare to call himself Shennong..."

He sighed.

Lin Yi asked a painter's child who didn't know anything about farming to grow such agricultural crops just through dictation.

Isn't this magic?

Su Jiu who was on the side suddenly said, "His Royal Highness, the grafting technique you mentioned...is it really feasible, is it the same as this rice? And...what is the name of this technique?"

Everyone looked at Lin Yi in unison, with anticipation on their faces.