When he arrived at the mountain terraces, he saw more manual harvesting and he also met Li Yi.
On the terraced fields, Li Yi, wearing a straw hat and covered in mud, was harvesting rice with a sickle. Li's father took the harvested rice and put it into the thresher next to him to thresh it.
At this time, Li Yi stood up and looked over here. Li's father also subconsciously looked over here and happened to see Zhao Si who was dressed appropriately.
Father Li asked, "Xiao Si, why are you here?"
Zhao Si came to the ridge of the field and said, "I have something to do in the village, so I came to see Brother Yi."
"Son, I'll take care of the rest. You go and entertain Xiao Si." Li Xingguo turned around and said.
Li Yi glanced at the remaining three acres of land and shook his head.
"Let Xiao Si wait for a while. I'm afraid that after you finish all this, I'll have to help you with meridians and activate your collaterals tonight. With your current health, it's hard for you to even harvest rice like I do."
Li Yi lowered his voice as he spoke, and with a light stroke, the sickle broke automatically before it even touched the rice stalk. Bending and standing up was natural, and the rise and fall of the sickle was the supreme sword intent.
"Everything depends on fate, and the difference is the effort."
Looking at his son's experienced attitude, Father Li was no longer surprised.
"You can't just let Xiao Si wait. Go away. At worst, I can collect it tomorrow."
At this time, Zhao Si rolled up his trousers and walked straight to the field. He took over the threshing machine from Li's father and said, "Uncle, you can go and have a rest first. We young guys should be left to the busy farming season. We have great strength and can work fast."
“How can this be possible…”
In the end, Mr. Li was driven away by the two of them and went home to prepare lunch.
Zhao Si looked at Father Li's increasingly dark hair and couldn't help but sigh, "He really has a serious mentality. Uncle Li's hair has turned black after not seeing him for a few months. Brother Yi, did you use any secret recipe?"
Li Yi said calmly: "The way of heaven is to reduce the excess and replenish the deficiency. I have excess spiritual energy, so I naturally need to replenish my parents. If you want your hair to become black, I do have a prescription, but I don't know if there are those medicines in this world."
"It would be easy if it was long hair." Zhao Si took the rice handed over by Li Yi, put it into the thresher skillfully, and swung it left and right along the roller a few times.
"Brother Yi, the government asked me to help. They have a very powerful natural treasure called cloud fruit. It is said to have the effect of clearing bones and cleansing marrow, prolonging life, and ordinary people can eat it directly. Do you want to consider giving one to your uncle and aunt? Maybe it can cure their health."
"They said there was no need to do anything, just put a name on the company. To put it nicely, it's like buying a horse's bones with a fortune. To put it bluntly, it's like the Qin State ceding five cities today and ten cities tomorrow. But overall, it's still good."
"Cloud fruit?"
Li Yi stopped what he was doing, the name sounded somewhat familiar.
At that time, because the big fish had reached the level of a demon saint (transformed into a god), the sea of clouds with it as the core became a blessed land, with all kinds of natural treasures emerging one after another. At that time, a kind of precious medicine called Yunguo tasted very good, and he often used it to satisfy his appetite.
“Fruit that grows in the clouds?”
"The information says that he was born in the sea of clouds, but there is no description of what he was like." Zhao Si nodded, then asked in confusion: "Brother Yi, have you seen him?"
Li Yi replied: "If the sea of clouds you are talking about is the same as what I thought, then I should have seen it. I ate it as a snack back then."
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