Chapter 129 Harvesting Strawberries
Ye Zhen worked for a whole day and was not tired at all. He just felt frustrated that he had advanced in skills but was unable to display them.
She could have just cast a spell to plant and turn the soil over easily, but it was really hard to tell anyone about the matter of cultivating immortals, so she had to do it in earnest.
Ye Zhen returned to his room and sat cross-legged, carefully feeling the changes in himself. His cultivation had improved, his physique had been transformed, he was no longer sensitive to cold or heat, he felt strong and light, and his five senses had become more sensitive.
He picked up a leaf at random and threw it out, directly embedding the heavy wooden door three inches.
It’s been a long time since I last saw such a powerful force!
After clasping her five fingers together, the sky cleared up, the rain stopped, and Ye Zhen felt that she was fine again.
The bottom of the deep pit has not been fully explored yet, but the countless spirit stones on it are enough for her to reach the Golden Core stage.
In the later stage, the trees are planted, the skills are strengthened, and the spiritual land is artificially created...
As long as there is enough spiritual energy and spirit stones, she will have a chance to achieve Nascent Soul, and maybe even attain Divine Transformation!
The spiritual stone beside him emitted a faint glow, and the rich spiritual energy made a pot of sunflowers in front of the window grow a lot taller in a short time, and the flowers bloomed warmly and brilliantly.
The stingy Ye Zhen quickly set up a formation around the spirit stone to prevent the spiritual energy from leaking out and benefiting some irrelevant plants.
He sat beside the spirit stone, enjoying the spiritual energy alone, practicing his skills and consolidating his cultivation.
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When Ye Zhen went out, Grandma Ye was bringing out a large bowl of jelly.
The jelly peaches that Dad Ye picked last time were cut open by Grandma Ye, and the seeds were dug out and dried. They were given to the workers who helped to make them several times a few days ago. There were still some left, and Ye Zhen happened to come back today, so they just used them all.
The jelly was translucent and still steaming from being taken out of the refrigerator. Ye's mother helped bring out the brown sugar water, cut some fruits, put some dried fruits on the table, and took some bowls and spoons, adding whatever the customers liked.
Brother Ye put some watermelon or something in it, and finally poured a big spoonful of brown sugar juice on it, and sighed while enjoying it:
“It’s so cool!”
Ye's mother brought out a bowl for Ye Zhen. The brown sugar was boiled from sugarcane grown in her own field. It was very fragrant. She added some other fruits and mixed them together. Ye Zhen could eat two bowls!
After eating the jelly, Ye Zhen kept his promise and paid the salary of Ye Xiaodi who was dawdling next to him.
Ye's mother teased Ye Xiaodi: "Now that you have the money, you feel relieved now, right?"
Brother Ye felt embarrassed and just smiled and didn't respond.
Ye Zhen didn't understand, so Ye's mother explained:
"You haven't been home for more than ten days. This kid is working so hard that he's afraid you'll forget what you said before about paying him."
Ye Zhen understood. Who hasn’t wanted to make money?
When Ye Zhen was a child and wanted to buy something but was too embarrassed to ask his mother for money, every year when the hawthorns were ripe, he would go into the mountains and climb trees to pick the hawthorns and sell them.
Ye Zhen generously gave Ye Xiaodi an extra two hundred yuan, encouraging him to keep up the good work and continue working tomorrow!
Hard work makes people progress. Ye Zhen is very satisfied with the transformation that little brother Ye has made in the past ten days.
My skin has become rough and dark, and I know it's hard to make money.
I am glad that Ye Xiaodi is full of enthusiasm. With a salary hanging in the balance, no matter how hard the life is, Ye Xiaodi said he can swallow it with tears.
Money smells so good!
next day
Ye Zhen carried the mulberry tree back and forth several times before he finally got it to the edge of the rice fields.
The hybrid rice has been planted by Ye's father and is currently growing well, with thick seedlings and green leaves.
The ridge next to the field was still empty, and the plan was to plant soybeans, but Ye Zhen stopped him.
"Don't plant soybeans this year. We still have a lot left at home."
Ye Zhen had discovered a long time ago that several large vats in his home were all filled with soybeans, some of which had begun to become infested with insects.
There are only a few uses for soybeans among farmers, such as making tofu, fermented soybeans, etc.
Ye Zhen's family makes tofu every year. When they make a lot, Grandma Ye will also make some moldy tofu, which is salty and fragrant. A small piece is enough to eat two bowls of rice.
But the Ye family has a lot of fields, and the empty spaces, such as the ridges, are all planted with soybeans. They don’t usually think about making soy milk, so there is a surplus of soybeans.
Dad Ye wondered: "Then what do you want to plant?" Leaving it empty would not work. No matter if it meant getting more harvest, as long as the land was well cultivated, it would be a waste not to plant something.
Ye Zhen had already made a plan. The higher points on the ridges of the fields would be perfect for planting mulberry trees. The fruit trees he bought this time happened to have some, which were a new variety from Taiwan Province. Ye Zhen had heard the boss introduce this kind of mulberry tree, and the mulberries grown from it were long and sweet.
Different from local mulberries, this one can reach the length of a finger, is very sweet, and has a dark red appearance. There is also another kind, the white mulberry, which is sweeter than the purple mulberry, has high nutritional value, and is rich in moisture.
Ye Zhen bought both kinds of mulberries and prepared to plant them on the ridges of the fields so as not to waste any space.
"Dad, leave it to me. I'll just have to trouble you to watch over the watering of the fields when the time comes."
Rice needs water. The rice seeds bred by Ye Zhenxin require more water than conventional rice, so you should always pay attention to the amount of water.
Father Ye nodded. He knew this, but he still asked worriedly:
"There are several acres of land here, and there are several ridges in total. We need to dig and pile them up. Can you do it alone? Do you want to call someone over?"
It’s not that Dad Ye doesn’t want to help, it’s mainly because the strawberries are ripe and he’s busy in the fields and can’t spare anyone.
Regardless of whether Wanmao Supermarket comes today or not, the fruit cannot wait. Dad Ye discussed with Ye Zhen last night and planned to pick the ripe strawberries today. If no one comes after noon, two days will be enough time.
If the other party keeps procrastinating, then sorry, he has already made an appointment with Wang Hui, who has told his relative at home who is in charge of purchasing food for the sports event, and asked them to act quickly because the sports event will be in two days, so they immediately contacted the local transport truck and it will come to pick up the food in the afternoon.
The truth was that Wang Hui often bought vegetables and fruits from the Ye family, especially the spirit berries, and knew the benefits of them. After dividing the six fruits sent by Ye Zhen among his parents, he gritted his teeth and gave two to the most capable patriarch of the family in politics. Although the effect was not amazing, his health did improve a lot.
No matter how much more, Ye Zhen said she didn't know and would not admit it.
But those who understand truly understand!
For this, Wang Hui showed up a lot in the family. Good things are hard to come by, and the other party was not greedy. He said that he had the spiritual berries and was willing to pay a high price to buy them.
Ye Zhen didn't refuse either. One more line means one more way out.
Wang Hui distributed some other fruits and vegetables to several relatives. Although they had no effect, they were much better in taste and other aspects, and people could not forget them after eating them.
Although the price offered by the other party is not as high as that of Wanmao Supermarket, it is still sincere enough.
Coupled with the halo of the other party's position and the supply from the government, Ye's father felt more secure. He held a meeting with the village chief and other cadres to discuss the matter. Both parties were very satisfied and signed the contract as a village unit.
From now on, the fruits of Shanbei Village will have no worries about finding a market.
Father Ye estimated that the strawberries in the village would be ripe in the next few days, so he told the village chief in advance to prepare the picking baskets, and someone would come to the village to collect them when the time comes.
This batch of strawberries were all bred by Ye Zhen. During his daily practice, Ye Zhen also generously provided them with vitality and spiritual energy. The fruits are completely comparable to those grown with spiritual energy.
Uncle Ye's family also started picking fruits with Father Ye today. He had no experience in selling fruits, so he just followed Father Ye. He did whatever his brother did, and he never made any mistakes.
Ye Zhen waved his hand cheerfully, letting Ye's father take care of himself:
"It's okay. I can do it. Have you forgotten what I do? I'll just cast the spell for a while. When I'm done, I'll help out in the strawberry field."
After Ye's father left, Ye Zhen took advantage of the fact that there was no one around and stood on the side. He clasped his hands together and the soil turned over out of thin air. It looked like something was arching up in baskets and piling up on the ridge of the field little by little.
Several ridges of the field were piled high by Ye Zhen, and mulberry trees were planted in the fields, lined up neatly, as if measured with a ruler, with not a centimeter of distance exceeding each other.
After the mulberry trees were planted, Ye Zhen waved his hand, and water from the canal flew over out of thin air. With a touch of his finger, every tree was watered.
She sat on the ground, and used her skills to draw vitality to the mulberry tree. The mulberry leaves could be seen expanding with the naked eye.
As long as he spreads the special vitality of the plant spirit technique in his body to the fruit trees during practice, over time, the creatures of the fruit trees will feed back Ye Zhen's spiritual energy. With a sip or a bite, these trees will undergo changes.
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