“Thank you, Patriarch!”
"Thank you, Patriarch!"
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Upon hearing about the family's reward, many servants were delighted and expressed their gratitude.
Ordinary people like them, after eating three or two taels of it a day, would feel the blood rushing and they would be full of energy.
Five kilograms of blood rice is more than enough for their needs for a month, and they can even share it with other people in the family.
Chen Yihu was also very happy at this moment.
What made him happy was not the five kilograms of blood rice, but the achievement that this harvest of blood rice brought him.
Adding on the little time he bought for the family last time, it won’t be long before he can become a warrior of the family.
Just as Chen Yihu was lost in thought, he suddenly heard Chen Xingzhen's voice:
"Chen Yihu, Chen Xuanshe, you have made great contributions in growing blood rice. Our family will make an exception and teach you the method of body tempering."
"As for whether it can be successful, it all depends on your own abilities."
Hearing this, Chen Yihu, who was still in deep thought, showed a hint of surprise on his face, but was soon followed by great joy.
This is the opportunity he has been waiting for.
Even though he is not young anymore, already in his twenties, which is not the best time to temper his body, if he doesn't try, then what's the difference between him and a salted fish?
And once he becomes a warrior, he will be qualitatively different from ordinary people. Perhaps he can go even further at that time.
But why does Chen Xuanshe also have this opportunity?
No matter in which aspect, he is better than Chen Xuanshe.
Looking at Chen Xuanshe who was equally delighted, Chen Yihu had some doubts in his heart, but he was not stupid enough to refute the words of the patriarch.
But when he turned around, he was met with the gaze of Chen Xingzhen.
"Chen Yihu, you have made outstanding contributions in growing blood rice. The family allows you to temper your body with the blood and flesh of fierce beasts."
Chen Yihu, who had originally had some complaints in his heart, brightened up his eyes after hearing this and hurriedly thanked him.
The blood and flesh of fierce beasts temper the body, the effect is better than blood rice! The hope of becoming a warrior is also greater!
This is the family's trust in him and the patriarch's regard for him!
After giving the reward, Chen Xingzhen looked at the happy servant and a smile appeared on his face.
If it were before, he might not have been so generous. After all, there are now nearly forty servants, and five kilograms of blood rice per person, which is about two hundred kilograms, close to half the output of an acre of good farmland.
But now he sees further.
It's just some blood rice, perfect for winning people's hearts.
Perhaps there will be some outstanding people among these servants.
As for taking over the show, Chen Xingzhen didn't care at all. These servants were all quite old, and they weren't even warriors. It would be a surprise if one or two capable people could really come out.
Making Chen Xuanshe and Chen Yihu warriors is just a small matter for the family nowadays.
After becoming a warrior, you can also do more things for the family.
Chen Yihu can be trained with emphasis.
Every inch has its own strengths and weaknesses.
This person is eloquent. When Zhou Huaian came last time, he handled it very appropriately. Now the family is lacking such a person.
As for the other members of the clan, they are somewhat weak in this aspect.
This is a good thing and a bad thing.
A family cannot have only one type of person, otherwise it will put the family in trouble.
Looking at the tribesmen busy in the fertile fields, Chen Xingzhen no longer paid attention to them. Two days later, it would be the time agreed with Zhou Huaian, and he still needed to prepare.
However, just after Chen Xingzhen returned to the family, a clan member suddenly came to report:
"Chief, the tribe's spirit-tailed chicken is lost!"
"Um?"
Looking at the tribesman in front of him who was scratching his head and looking confused, Chen Xingzhen was also stunned for a moment, but still spoke:
"Tell me the details of what happened."
"Chief, this is what happened. I went to feed the chickens early this morning, but when I got to the chicken coop, I only saw one Spirit Tail Chicken in the coop. The other one seemed to be gone."
"Those two spirit-tail chickens were specially kept by you, clan leader, for breeding."
After telling the whole story, the tribesman felt a little depressed and blamed himself for losing the spirit-tail chicken.
Once this matter gets out, I'm afraid other members of the tribe will laugh at him for not being able to even keep an eye on a spirit-tailed chicken.
Seeing this, Chen Xingzhen smiled and comforted him:
"It's okay, it's just a lost spirit-tail chicken, it's not a big deal, I'll have my tribesmen go to the Mass Burial Hill and catch another one in a few days."
After comforting the tribesman, Chen Xingzhen walked towards the ancestral hall, ready to worship the sacred tree.
He didn't take such a small matter seriously.
"What, the chicken is lost?"
Ji Yang in the ancestral hall didn't take it seriously at first, but when he checked, he found that his chicken was missing, which surprised Ji Yang.
In the past few days, he checked the reaction of the spirit-tailed chicken every day after it performed its magical powers, but in the past few days, he did not pay much attention to it.
But I didn’t expect that in such a short time, the Spirit Tail Chicken was lost.
No, he had to get it back. That was not an ordinary spirit-tail chicken. It was a chicken that cost him two points of vitality and one point of spiritual power!
"ah?"
Chen Xingzhen walked into the ancestral hall with an expression of surprise and doubt, and a look of helplessness on his face.
After confirming the thoughts conveyed in his mind, Chen Xingzhen was convinced that this was indeed the will of the sacred tree.
Anything that could attract the attention of the sacred tree must be somewhat unusual, although he didn't know what was unusual about it.
But since the sacred tree said so, he had to do his best.
However, most of the tribesmen are now harvesting blood rice, and it seems that there is no suitable person to look for the lost spirit-tail chicken.
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