Survival game: what kind of farming are you?

[On the 42nd day, 02:08:15, sunny to heavy rain, 22 °C ~ 15 °C, north wind level 5, 4 hours later began to rain]

Today's weather is from the refreshing bright moon hanging high, quickly transformed into heavy rain.

Moreover, the temperature began to drop rapidly.

This reminded Ye Qian of the high temperature again and again last month.

At the beginning, it was also a trial after attempt, high temperature, thunderstorm weather.

Then, at the end of the month, there is a devastating thunderstorm.

Now this cooling intensity, Ye Qian feels bad, and is very worried that at the end of the month, it will drop below 0 °C.

Hunting players may not be affected much, and the gathering system can also find some cold-resistant collectible items in the wild, but if the cultivation faces that kind of weather, it is really going to be finished.

Planting department, not many can make warm sheds....

"Ye Qian, what are you doing?"

Xi Qi processed the rabbit meat, except for some of his own food, all the other prey were hung up for sale.

After cleaning up, he said hello to the child who was still taking care of the unconscious person, and he came to the field to see what Ye Qian was doing.

Result....

This man is walking on the field, one by one, digging grass?

"Dandelion seeds grow naturally after scattering, and only when they grow small seedlings can they be transplanted, I want to dig out these too densely and plant them in places that are not there..." Ye

Qian carefully dug out the dandelion seedlings in the ground, looked for the place that lacked bonus cover, and watered some water separately after planting.

"It seems to be a valuable thing, but you have to use special energy to plant a grass, can you use this special energy?"

Xi Qi is a little now, and he has to find something if he has nothing to say.

He is not suitable for running home to rest now, and he does not want to get along with children in the front yard, let alone disturb the master of the Ye Qian family...

So he can only follow Ye Qian to see what he does and whether he can help a little.

"Use it while recovering, otherwise there is any way, I originally wanted to use my skills to make some money-making projects, but now I have no chance, three sick and wounded..." Ye

Qian moved the dandelions mixed together to a vacant place, and temporarily half of the field was covered by the dandelion's bonus range.

Chatting with Xi Qi, who was walking next to him, Ye Qian took advantage of the fact that there was still moonlight and sorted out the ditch between the fields.

In the past, it was all led from mountain springs and watered fields next to sections.

Now with a slight adjustment, you can easily drain water.

"I can't even make the list, so many need to be treated by you... I'm an outsider..."

Xi Qi suddenly remembered again, Ye Qian said that he had not treated outsiders.

He is such an outsider, at this time, he can't squeeze the number at all!

This feeling, uncomfortable!

"You are originally an outsider, and I will not receive money from my own family, so don't worry!"

Ye Qian smiled softly, and told him to wait for the treatment with a word that made Xi Qi happy and heart-piercing.

After all, his family does not collect money, and Ye Qian wants to make money from him....

"Yes, I'm still a migrant worker, if you don't treat me, I won't give money!"

Xi Qi was relieved.

Money, he, an outsider, relying on Ye Qian, this guy lacks money, and finally ranks among the patients!

Though... But....

He told himself that at best, at least he could be treated!

The fields were cleaned up, and Ye Qian did not go back to his room to sleep, and directly soaked in the water to cultivate.

Now I am not sure when my uncle will wake up and keep his mental power in a good state, which is a must.

Xi Qi didn't leave either, it was only a few hours before dawn.

He said that he would bring food in the morning, and now he went directly to Ye Qian's kitchen, took out some food making tools that Ye Qian's family did not have, and began to clean up.

For delicious food, Xi Qi's attitude is very serious.

When Ye Qian had been practicing for a few hours, when it dawned at six o'clock in the morning, the sky also began to be thick with clouds, and the rain was falling tickingly.

In the hall of his house, a large dining table had been put on the table, and more than a dozen different breakfasts were placed.

"Brother, don't you all like to cook?"

After Fan Liyao lifted his uncle up and took him to the house and put it on the sofa, he ran to Ye Qian's side and grabbed Ye Qian's sleeve with his small hand.

In the kitchen, Xi Qi, who has been busy for a long time, is still making desserts.

This person really has an absolute love for delicious food!

"I don't know, I can only cook cooked and starve, like this kind of delicate food, I eat it, I feel like I am wasting the hard work of the maker..." Ye

Qian really felt that eating such a meticulous snack was a waste of food.

Because, at most, he will give a delicious, delicious evaluation, but specifically, he really does not know.

Anyway, it is delicious and not delicious, and it is only based on their own preferences, and the results are judged.

"Food is made to eat, when I make it, immersed in the pursuit of deliciousness, this is my own business, you eat to fill your stomach, not for you to appreciate and judge..." Xi

Qi came out with a carefully crafted dessert, put it on the table, and felt very satisfied at a glance.

As for what Ye Qian said, he felt that it didn't matter.

What he enjoyed was the process of making it and the deliciousness when he ate it in his mouth.

As for other people's evaluations....

If you like to eat, you will eat, if you don't like to eat, you will not eat, what does it have to do with him!

"Uh-huh, you're right, I just eat and pick what I like..." Ye

Qian looked at Xi Qi, who suddenly became proud, and nodded continuously to indicate his attitude.

He doesn't evaluate, he definitely doesn't care, as long as he can make him eat well.

There are always dozens of copies he will like.

"Brother, he really has obsessive-compulsive disorder, you see that he has to have a shape when he puts his plates, and what color food each plate contains, he must have thought of it in advance..." The

child tugged on Ye Qian's sleeve, and when he was picked up, he whispered in Ye Qian's ear, how strong the obsessive-compulsive disorder of some people is.

It was his whisper, it seemed that he did not avoid anyone....

"I can hear well, I just have obsessive-compulsive disorder, I like to look good, you don't want me to look like this can scare children cry, I am actually very handsome, more handsome and charming than your brother, when I was eighteen years old, the two little princesses of the base training camp, in order to be able to team up with me, almost made a death..." Xi

Qi put the drink away, then looked back at Ye Qian and the child, pointed to his own face, and began to tell about the year.

Although not long after the bar mitzvah, he became a dangerous person, often hunted down and killed openly and secretly....