Chapter 93: Unexpected meaning, the crops are ripe

Omelettes are the easiest to cook, especially the ones made by Gu Jin are very thin.

Soon, she used a spatula to put the first golden omelet onto the plate.

Bringing the plate of egg pancakes to the kid, Gu Jin said softly, "The pancakes are still a little hot. Let them cool for a while before eating."

"Um."

An Mingji's eyes were fixed on the plate, on the golden omelet.

Gu Jin turned around and made a bowl of malted milk with hot water and brought it to him. "This is malted milk. Try it and see if you like it."

An Mingji scooped a spoonful of the liquid, blew it cool and drank it. When he tasted the malted milk, his eyes lit up. "It tastes good, very sweet, and has a milky flavor."

"If it tastes good, drink it all." Seeing that he liked it, Gu Jin smiled.

She turned around and continued to make omelets. By the time she finished the second omelet, the kid had already finished what was on the plate and drank most of the malted milk in the bowl.

She placed two pancakes on a plate with a spatula and started making the next one.

I didn’t use much flour and made three egg pancakes in total.

An Mingji was full after eating two, and Gu Jin finished the remaining one himself.

It was already quiet outside the gate, and the mountain village was particularly quiet at night.

After eating and drinking their fill, Gu Jin and the kid blew out the candles in the kitchen and went back to the house.

Unable to sleep right after dinner, Gu Jin pulled the child aside and asked him about what he had learned in the past two days, without mentioning a word about what happened during the day.

But she kept in mind what she had promised the little boy.

She promised that she would never let the kid be bullied again.

The Feng Ling Jue can only be practiced by women, but the martial arts in the space are not limited to the Feng Ling Jue. She will find a practice method suitable for the little guy, even if it is just to strengthen his body, at least he must have the ability to protect himself.

An Mingji was bullied today, so he ran to the county town again. He lay on the bed, closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

After he fell asleep, Gu Jin entered the space.

Her original intention was to find a suitable cultivation method for the little boy, but when she saw the mature golden wheat fields in the spiritual field of the space, and the corn cobs that were impatiently emitting golden kernels.

There are also crescent-shaped green, sweet and delicious cucumbers, light green beans, round and pleasing tomatoes, and some melons that have reached maturity.

In just three short days, all the crops, vegetables, fruits and melons were ripe.

Gu Jin felt that this was really unbelievable.

She was sure that these fruits, vegetables and crops had only been planted for three days. This was truly too incredible.

At this time, Gu Jin didn't know that the spiritual fields were used to grow all kinds of spiritual herbs and medicinal materials. The various herbs needed for alchemy were hundreds of years old. If there were no spiritual fields to grow herbs, where in the world would one find those medicinal materials that were hundreds or thousands of years old.

Looking at the mature crops in front of him, Gu Jin walked to the spiritual field in disbelief, held the ears of wheat in his hands, and only when he touched the real thing did he feel it was real.

Looking up at the ten acres of spiritual fields, no one knew the shock in her heart, and no one came to share it.

After the shock, his heart was filled with joy. So much food was enough for the Gu family to survive the famine.

When the grain is ripe, it is time to harvest.

Glancing at the open space not far away, Gu Jin had an idea in his mind. If he could control the planting of crops with his mind, then could he also control the harvest with his mind?

She circulated the spiritual power in her body, raised her hands in the air with her palms facing the sky, and everything in front of her moved without wind as her mind moved.

The golden wheat floated towards the open space that Gu Jin had glanced at before. The speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, several acres of wheat were piled on the open space, like a small hill.

(End of this chapter)