Yun Zhongzi, who was already somewhat of a germaphobe, couldn't stand Ye Feng's joke.

The wheat ears began to shake wildly, but not a single grain of wheat was produced.

Ye Feng was at a loss.

My own reserves are indeed not much.

However, he wasn't entirely without options.

After all, with over 30,000 people in Mount Shu, surely there are a few who can tell jokes?!

Take out the jade slip and call for help!

"Senior brother, call all the joke tellers in the sect to Senior Brother Yun Zhongzi's advanced medicinal field. It concerns the sword-sharpening stone!"

Shenqing Zhenjun was shocked to hear this.

The matter of the whetstone concerns everyone on Mount Shu!

Once the message was sent out, almost all of the management team took action.

A dozen minutes later, people started arriving at the advanced medicinal herb field in quick succession.

Ye Feng didn't waste any words and directly said, "This thing is wheat. If you make it laugh, it will produce seeds. The seeds are the raw material for making whetstones. Whoever succeeds will get the whetstones first!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately began to rub their hands together in anticipation.

"Junior Uncle, wait a moment, let me take it down!"

Liu Yun has always prided himself on his humor and wit, so now that he has a chance to put his skills to good use, he naturally wants to show off.

After a moment's hesitation, he began loudly, "There was a ghost about to be reincarnated, and Yama decreed that he be reborn into a wealthy family. The ghost said: 'I do not desire wealth and status, I only wish for a life free from worries about food and clothing, free from trouble, burning incense, drinking bitter tea, and being free from illness and disaster.' Yama said: 'I can give you another ten thousand taels of silver, but even with such a peaceful and carefree life, your virtuous deeds are still insufficient! Hahahaha…'"

After saying that, he laughed so hard he almost fell over.

Then everyone looked at him like he was an idiot.

The wheat ears swayed gently, and not a single grain fell.

Qi Ye glanced at Liu Yun with disdain and said, "Little brother, you're no good. You should watch your older brother!"

He stepped forward and said, "This is a well-kept joke from my hometown down the mountain! It's about an elephant in the forest who went to the toilet one day without any toilet paper."

Looking around, the elephant spotted a little white rabbit and asked, "Little rabbit, are you afraid of shedding your fur?" The little rabbit said no, so the elephant picked up the little rabbit and used it to wipe its bottom.

The little rabbit was heartbroken. The next day, after the elephant finished eating, he wanted to wipe his mouth but realized he hadn't brought any paper. Looking around, he saw a squirrel and asked, "Are you afraid of shedding fur?"

The squirrel shook its head. The elephant grabbed the squirrel and used it to wipe its mouth. After wiping, the squirrel said…

After a slight pause, Qi Ye burst into loud laughter: "Didn't expect that, did you? I was yesterday's little white rabbit! Hahahaha!"

"puff……"

"Ha ha……"

Several disciples with low thresholds for laughter couldn't help but laugh along when they found Qi Ye's words amusing.

And the wheat ears were very accommodating.

"Hahaha"

Amidst the sound, many more grains of wheat fell.

Since there are now 25 wheat seedlings, about 300 grains have fallen this time.

Qi Ye proudly collected them and handed them over to Ye Feng.

"Well done, Qiye. You'll definitely get one of the first whetstones once they're finished."

Ye Feng calculated that 10 jin of wheat could be exchanged for about 6 jin of flour, and a special large loaf of bread would cost 100 jin.

There are now more than 14,000 disciples of the Flying Sword Sect.

That would require at least 1.4 million catties of flour.

Each grain of wheat weighs about 5 kilograms, so more than 400,000 grains of wheat would be needed.

However, these wheat seedlings are a bit too big, so planting them all would definitely not be suitable.

So he took out another 75 seeds and gave them to Yun Zhongzi.

100 wheat seedlings is about the limit for this small medicinal herb field.

Then the disciples witnessed it all: the miraculous seed took root, sprouted, and matured within an hour.

Huo Lin eagerly stepped out.

Several small animals were chatting. The puppy said, "My mom calls me Little Puppy, it sounds nice." The pig said, "My mom calls me Little Pig, it sounds nice too."

The little rabbit said, "My mom calls me Little Rabbit, and that sounds nice too." The chick, who had been cheerful, suddenly became unhappy and said in a muffled voice, "You guys chat, I'm leaving."

After saying that, he looked at the wheat with anticipation.

The ears of wheat swayed gently, seemingly unmoved.

Suddenly, the swaying wheat ears stopped abruptly.

"Ha ha ha ha"

Then, it started raining wheat grains all at once on 100 wheat seedlings!

Huo Lin was overjoyed and quickly collected them and gave them to Ye Feng.

"Good, Fire Kirin is not bad. You also got one of the first batch of whetstones."

Qingyou walked out with a slightly flushed face.

"I haven't heard many jokes, but I do remember one. I don't really understand it, but I'll just say it and see."

He cleared his throat and continued, "One day, Tang Sanzang drew a smiley face on a stone and turned to Sun Wukong, saying, 'Your mother smiled.'"

"Pfft... Hahaha."

Ye Feng couldn't help but burst out laughing after hearing this, but the others were puzzled.

Ye Feng explained, "That Sun Wukong is a monster who sprang from a stone."

Only then did the others understand the meaning.

However, this strengthened Ye Feng's resolve that there must be other transmigrators in this world.

After telling the joke, Qingyou looked nervously at Maisui.

Perhaps it's because Ye Feng created this grain of wheat that he knows the punchline of the joke.

They were very accommodating and dropped another 2,000 or so grains of wheat.

Qingyou happily collected the wheat grains.

Ye Feng put away the batch of wheat grains and said to Yun Zhongzi, "Senior Brother Yun, keep an eye on things. I'll go and finish these first."

Yun Zhongzi nodded and said, "Go ahead, I'll take care of things here."

Back in the small canteen, he took out a large millstone from his bag and got to work.

Once the flour was collected, the dough was fermented to make the dough for the large loaf of bread.

After four fermentations, the dough is heated.

As the temperature rises, the pure white clay gradually turns a bit yellowish-brown.

A unique aroma of wheat began to waft out.

This fragrance was one that Ye Feng had never smelled before.

I couldn't help but sigh: indeed, high-end ingredients, when cooked with the simplest methods, can produce effects far exceeding those of ordinary ingredients.

Putting everything else aside, the smell alone surpasses anything made back then using all the technology and hard work.

【Special Large Bread - Rating: 4 stars. Made primarily with wheat flour, it contains a variety of pleasant aromas including wheat, wine, salt, fruitwood, and lactic acid, which are beneficial for digestion and weight loss. It is also the favorite of your natal flying sword; regular polishing can increase its sharpness by 20%, and there is even a slight chance that it will awaken additional attributes.】

Just after drying the specially made large loaf of bread, Ye Feng felt that his two natal flying swords seemed to be out of control.

And everyone in the Shushan Sword Sect who possessed flying swords felt the same way as him!

Just like a shark smelling blood.

In an instant, everyone's natal flying swords automatically rushed out of their sea of ​​consciousness and floated into the sky.

The sword tip trembled and pointed towards the small canteen.

If their respective owners hadn't restrained them in time, the first large-scale disappearance of flying swords in the Shushan Sword Sect would probably have happened.

Jian Qingfeng held the Qingfeng Sword, feeling somewhat both amused and exasperated.

He could clearly sense the sword spirit's urgency.

"It must be that little rascal Ye Feng's doing again."

Having said that, he no longer restrained Qingfeng Sword, which vanished in a flash.