Chapter 11 New Rules for Farming

early morning.

Chen An changed into a coarse linen shirt and walked out of the yard.

As soon as I arrived at my own land, I saw Chen Fugui waving a hoe and bending over to sow seeds in a spiritual field not far away.

Every time he planted a seed, he would stop and sigh, with a resentful look on his face, like a hurt young wife.

"Old Chen, what's wrong? Could it be that the harvest last season was not good?"

Out of curiosity, Chen An walked over and asked.

Chen Fugui raised his eyes and glanced at him, then sighed faintly, "It doesn't make any difference whether it's good or bad, it's still my destiny to farm."

He threw the hoe to the edge of the field and sat down.

"You may not know this yet, but yesterday the Second Elder issued a strict order, saying that in order to cope with the competition in the market, all spiritual fields must produce no less than 450 kilograms of yellow sprout rice per acre!"

Looking at Chen Fugui's sad old face, Chen An was stunned.

He soon realized why the other party was frowning.

Generally speaking, an experienced spiritual farmer can produce about 500 kilograms of yellow sprout rice per acre.

The tribe stipulates that each person can freely cultivate three acres of land.

The remaining seven mu of land can produce about 350 kilograms. If we want to raise the target to 450 kilograms and at the same time want to be more cautious, we cannot plant any additional spiritual plants on the entire acre of land!

This is equivalent to cutting off all the extra income of spiritual farmers.

Chen An frowned: "Isn't this too radical?"

"What the hell are you talking about? The Liu family has bad intentions. If we can't turn the situation around in time, they will definitely take advantage of the situation and attack us, even at a loss, to cripple our Chen family."

Chen Fugui vented his anger and glanced at the crowded fruit trees in Chen An's spiritual field: "They were just planted a few months ago. You are just unlucky, but it's not a big deal. Selling the surplus spiritual rice to the family can also offset the quota."

The ten jade fruit trees had tender branches and green leaves and were growing well, which made Chen Fugui very envious.

I don’t know how this guy grew the fruits. The trees are almost twisted together, yet they are still growing so lush.

"Can it be offset?"

"Of course. Our clan is in need of spiritual rice to compete with the Liu family. Only spiritual farmers like us have some surplus food."

Chen An didn't say much, but he felt that Lingnong's life would not be easy recently.

After chatting with Chen Fugui for a while, he returned to his own land, took care of the one acre of land, dusted himself off, and left.

"Chen San? Are you going down the mountain?"

Chen An met Chen San, who was walking down the mountain road in a sneaky manner.

When Chen San saw him, he looked a little evasive. It was unclear whether he was remembering the incident with the Qingying grass seeds last time or because he was bumped into by someone when he was going down the mountain.

"Hey, let's go down the mountain and buy some daily necessities."

Chen An didn't believe this. As long as a cultivator gave a notice of his daily needs, a mortal from the Chen family would be on standby to do it for him, so he didn't have to make a trip in person.

"You are not worried about not being able to complete the farming target, so you are going down the mountain to hide."

Chen San's face turned red: "Who is hiding? I...I am going to hunt monsters."

"Farming is too torturous. I think this business is suitable for me."

Chen San stepped forward and put his arm around Chen An's shoulders, grinning and saying, "Would you like to come with me? We can earn 20 to 30 spirit stones a month by hunting a few monsters, which is much better than farming."

Chen An curled his lips and said, "No, I think farming is more suitable for me."

"Haha, you are destined to be a farmer. Your thin arms and legs are not even big enough for a monster to swallow."

After saying that, Chen San left Chen An and went down the mountain on his own.

Chen An ignored the other party and went straight to the family compound and came to the library. The books here did not have any profound content, but they were enough to broaden his horizons and increase his knowledge.

"One Hundred Lectures on Ancient Spiritual Plants?"

Chen An came to a bookshelf and his eyes were immediately attracted by this book.

"The spiritual plants recorded in this book are collected by me after reading ancient books. Most of them have become extinct and no longer exist in the world. It is impossible to tell whether they are real or fake. I just treat it as a pastime in my spare time and to make you laugh."

"Written by Master Yulin."

Chen An was curious, so he held the book in his hands and sat at a wooden table in the corner, reading it carefully.

"The leaves of the Red Jade Grass are blood red and crystal clear like jade. It is said that it is made of the flesh and blood of a second-level monster. It contains a huge amount of energy and blood. Eating it can increase one's strength by a thousand pounds."

"Chemazhi is a spiritual plant that has grown from being bathed in the essence of the sun and the moon for many years. It can be divided into three grades. The first is in the shape of six domestic animals, which is the lowest grade. Eating it can strengthen the body and prolong life. The second is in the shape of a human, which is the middle grade. It can enable cultivators in the Qi training stage to directly reach the foundation-building stage. The third is the highest grade, in the shape of a chariot or horse. It is said to improve spiritual roots and increase potential, allowing cultivators to have the potential to form a pill."

"Five-color lotus. Lotus has five colors: white, green, red, purple, and yellow. It is said that lotus leaves, lotus flowers, and lotus seeds all have miraculous uses, and lotus seeds are the best. If you take one, you will have no worries about your Nascent Soul in this life!"

"The Eight Spirit Treasure Tree is a natural first-level spiritual plant that contains eight attributes: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and ice. It will wither on its own after it dies. If it can be reborn, it will advance once. After experiencing nine times of extinction, it can become a fairy tree."

"hiss!"

Seeing this, Chen An took a breath.

Every ancient spiritual plant recorded on the tree is a priceless treasure.

Not to mention the Eight Spirit Treasure Tree, after nine lives and nine deaths, it can become a legendary immortal tree!

Just the three qualities of Che Ma Zhi, no matter which one, are enough to make people fascinated.

If even one of them appeared in the world of immortal cultivation, it would probably cause a bloody storm.

After the excitement, Chen An read the preface again and his mood gradually calmed down.

After all, even the author of the book said that it is impossible to tell the real from the fake. Who knows if this rare and exotic plant has disappeared in the world yet.

Even if there is, it is not something he can get his hands on.

Just as Master Yulin said, just take it as a moment of fun.

Reading for a day.

Until night fell, Chen An stretched and put several books back to their original places.

After absorbing knowledge for several days, Chen An felt that his head was becoming more and more full.

I farm and read books on weekdays, and go home to eat some pills and practice for a few weeks at night.

This kind of day is extremely pleasant.

It feels like lying down.

Stepping into the courtyard, Chen An saw a lush and green spiritual plant, and his eyes became dazed for a moment.

I don’t know if I can achieve immortality by continuing to farm like this.

Thinking of the Eight Spirit Treasure Trees he had seen in the library today, Chen An secretly made a comparison in his mind.

For a moment, I felt that my farming ability was no less than that of the Eight Spirit Treasure Tree.

As long as you manage it step by step and keep steady, as your cultivation level increases and you plant higher-level spiritual seeds, your harvest will definitely become more abundant.

Thinking of this, Chen An's deep eyes became more determined. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, he set a small goal for himself.

First practice to achieve the Golden Elixir in the mountains!
Considering that this goal is too far away, Chen An feels that it would be more practical to first break through the fourth level of Qi training and obtain an acre of medium-quality spiritual farm.

"Go back to the house and take some pills!"

(End of this chapter)