Chapter 350 The First Time Being Called Uncle

This rough man has thick eyebrows and a pair of phoenix eyes with deep eyes. When he looks at people, he gives the feeling of a dangerous and mature man.

His hair was black and thick, and it seemed to be prickly rather than soft to the touch. It was neatly tied into a bun behind his neck with a cloth strip.

His skin, tanned with a toned and sexy bronze from years of exposure to the sun, was angular, with hard, cold lines in the profile and jawline. A faint stubble was visible on his chin, and his Adam's apple was prominent, giving him a very masculine and rugged look.

He was wearing a short suit that was convenient for working, like a farmer. He fanned himself with a tattered straw hat and walked across the fields under the sun, sweating profusely, to her side.

He lowered his long legs, put his wrists on his knees, and squatted beside Ye Xiaoman in a familiar manner.

"I want to see your miraculous healing skills."

Hearing Ye Xiaoman boasting that she was a garden expert, he consciously used the honorific.

Ye Xiaoman felt that this young uncle, who was not very old, looked like a simple farmer when doing farm work, but after washing his hands and coming ashore, he could be a cool guy on the street. He had a very comprehensive temperament.

She is very happy to talk to good-looking people and will answer any questions they ask.

She looked at him curiously: "Are you the gardener here?"

With this extraordinary appearance and physique, he might be the supervisor's male favorite, busy as a groom and farmer during the day, and toiling as a lover at night.

The rough man nodded nonchalantly.

"I heard this landowner's peonies won a gold medal, and I thought he had extraordinary plant-raising skills, so I came here specifically to learn."

Unexpectedly, after sneaking in as a gardener, he found the garden deserted.

He squatted beside Ye Xiaoman, half of his shadow covering her. He found that compared with his body size, she looked particularly weak and petite. He was a little worried that it would cause too much psychological burden on her, so he consciously moved his body away.

Ye Xiaoman asked: "What's the name of the gardener uncle?"

"Uncle? Am I that old?"

The rough man was a little surprised to be called uncle for the first time. He grinned, revealing a row of white teeth. He looked at Ye Xiaoman's youthful appearance and realized that he was indeed much older than her. He was not picky and happily accepted the new title.

The rough man said, "My name is Zhu Chuideng."

Ye Xiaoman's almond-shaped eyes widened slightly. "It's a very unique name, like a cultured person."

She was happy to have help with the manual labor.

"Okay, Uncle Deng, please help me clean the roots of these flowers."

"When you're done, you'll dig up all the soil in this garden and throw all the pollutants outside as far as you can. I'll fill it all with fresh soil."

Zhu Chuideng reached out his hand cooperatively.

These are a pair of hands that have been working for many years. The fingers are neatly trimmed, there are calluses between the knuckles, they are broad and strong, they are not afraid of dirt or fatigue, and they grab the mud to cooperate with the work.

He asked curiously, "Just like that, plants can survive?"

Ye Xiaoman smiled and said, "This is just the first step. The pollution in the ghost world is too serious. From now on, the soil will have to be completely replaced every 29.5 days."

Zhu Chuideng also thought about this idea and tried changing the soil every few days, ten days, and even several months, but the survival rate of the plants was not high.

“Why 29.5 days?”

Ye Xiaoman explained: "This is the length of the cycle of the moon's phases. The growth patterns of plants in the ghost world follow the waxing and waning of the moon."

She asked Zhu Chuideng to lift the plant, and she used her spiritual energy to control the water column, gently washing the flower roots with just the right force.

"It's strange. We can't see the moon here. Could it be that because the ghostland is surrounded by the ocean, the gravitational pull of the moon and the earth will cause tides, and the tidal water vapor will in turn affect the plants?"

After listening to Ye Xiaoman's explanation, Zhu Chuideng roughly understood what she meant and his doubts were cleared up.

He asked respectfully, "How did you learn that the growth patterns of plants in the ghost world follow the phases of the moon?"

Ye Xiaoman straightened her back proudly and pointed at the plants: "They told me so themselves."

Zhu Chuideng followed her example and closed his eyes, but he could hear nothing. Ye Xiaoman patted his arm and said, "You don't have five spiritual roots, so stop messing around. Come on, grab the hoe and turn the soil."

Zhu Chuideng thought she was funny, "You are the only one I have ever met who is so confident despite being a pseudo-five spiritual roots."

"Of course. I was born with talent and I will be able to use it. Everyone has unique talents. Don't give up on yourself just because others belittle you."

In front of Zhu Chuideng, she showed off the new talent she gained after upgrading her three spiritual roots:

The vitality of the weeds is absorbed and poured into the withered peonies. The peonies grow new branches and bloom gorgeous buds, and collectively radiate new vitality.

The unique talent for affinity with plants almost made Zhu Chuideng cry with envy.

Zhu Chuideng: "Can crops be grown using this method?"

Ye Xiaoman: "Yes, but it is not recommended."

The ghost world is not suitable for planting. A small number of spiritual herbs and flowers can be cared for one by one, but if dozens or hundreds of acres of land and thousands of rice seedlings are operated in such a meticulous manner, it will be exhausting.

Zhu Chuideng: "I was a farmer in my lifetime, and I was very patient in tending the crops."

Hey! Ye Xiaoman was shocked when she heard that.

In order to promote the growth of plants, the garden installed an artificial sun using a magic circle. The water column was between the two people, illuminated by the bright sunlight, and the water droplets jumped happily.

Zhu Chuideng was sweating under the sun, with beads of sweat shining on his forehead and sweat flowing on his muscles.

This uncle is actually a ghost.

His breathing and heartbeat were all in sync, and she was so close that she could feel his heat through her clothes.

She subconsciously treated him as a real person.

Fortunately, Zhu Chuideng did not have the evil behavior of a ghost. He obeyed the instructions throughout the process and did the work quickly and efficiently.

He rolled up his sleeves, his forearms bulging with strong and toned muscles, and his bare feet stepped on the soil. The hoe flew, digging a big hole in the earth, and then used a bamboo basket to pick up the soil and dump it away - he really enjoyed the joy of labor and did not use any magic power throughout the process.

The two of them worked until the sun set.

The evening breeze blew, and Ye Xiaoman and Zhu Chuideng sat together on a tall haystack, looking around with satisfaction at today's achievements.

The magic circle worked well, the peony garden was saved, the gorgeous flowers competed for beauty, and the withered spiritual herbs were cleaned up and returned to lush green.

Zhu Chuideng was completely conquered by Ye Xiaoman's strength.

"Master Yin, where did you buy the space purification array?"

"And the fertilizer you use..."

Ye Xiaoman took the opportunity to make a killing from him: "You can buy it from Huanxi Villa. I gave the patent to the villa. The villa is currently vigorously developing spiritual herb cultivation and selling supporting products."

Zhu Chuideng wrote down the address of the villa, and it seemed that he was determined to cultivate his farmland in the ghost world.

"I'm going to attend the banquet, goodbye." Ye Xiaoman jumped off the haystack and patted the grass roots on her butt.

Zhu Chuideng said: "Wait a minute."