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The old hen said, "Master, help! I am a good chicken under the mountain! There is a master! This ruined wolf cub, taking advantage of the old lady's inattention, ran to the chicken coop and caught me! Help! I don't want to die!

Fang Zheng was very speechless, seeing this old hen tossing like this, he estimated that even if he was not a monk, he would not be able to slaughter chickens and eat meat, right?

"Alright, stop screaming. In the early morning, I knew that the old hen was crowing, and I didn't know that I thought I had done something to you. When Fang Zheng said this, a strange picture flashed in his head, and he suddenly felt disgusted, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Lone wolf, send it back, don't steal chickens in the future." Eat, we solve it ourselves. ”

Although the lone wolf was a little reluctant, he still nodded and went down the mountain with the big fat chicken in his mouth.

Fang Zheng, who was far away, heard the big fat chicken clucking there: "Thank you, Master, thank you Master for not killing! You dead dog, what kind of fierceness? Stare at me? I will stare at you! Who is afraid of whom? Why do you dare to eat me? Aren't you afraid of Master¥#%#......&"

Fang Zheng listened to the babbling words, and he finally understood why the ancients described the nagging people as like old hens! This is more verbose than a duck...... At the same time, Fang Zheng fiercely sympathized with the lone wolf, and his ears were definitely sinned all the way down the mountain.

Sending away the lone wolf, Fangzheng's stomach gurgled and screamed, hungry!

Fang Zheng immediately found the flower pot planted with crystal rice seeds, but before he got closer, he smelled a fragrance! It was the fragrance of rice, elegant with a hint of appetite temptation!

Fang Zheng looked carefully, only to see a two-meter-high rice growing in the pot, the rice was full of rice, one by one, the golden rice clothes could not cover the white crystal inside, and they were stunned by them A few points and arched out.

The fragrance that emanates from the crystal rice is the one that emanates from the crystal. Although the distance is only more than ten meters, it is better than all the rice that Fang Zheng has ever seen! No need to boil, just smelling the taste, Fang Zheng feels that he is like a treasure, and the life-saving rice in the rice tank is simply dross, and it cannot be eaten.

Just as Fang Zheng was distracted, there was a pop, and a grain of crystal rice swelled through the rice coat and fell! Then, as if a chain reaction, all the crystal rice fell off on its own!

Fang Zheng hurriedly ran over and collected rice, but he didn't know if he didn't collect it, and he was startled when he harvested it, and there was a pound of crystal rice on this rice ear! The yield was simply amazing!

Under normal circumstances, the yield of a single rice plant is based on grams, and this is directly based on catties! Fangzheng's first thought was that if these rice seeds could be sold in batches, it would be difficult to make a fortune! Moreover, for those countries that lack food and clothing, this is definitely a great merit to save people!

Thinking of the results after saving countless people and winning countless lotteries, Fangzheng's saliva was about to flow out. But at the thought of that price, all of Fangzheng's thoughts were instantly extinguished.

300 yuan a seed, this is definitely a sky-high price of seeds, if he really takes it out and sells it, it is estimated that someone will be sprayed to death with saliva on the same day! The output is useless, 300 yuan per catty, the same is sky-high rice!

The most important thing is that Founder really has no money! The purchase of system products must be money contaminated with merit, and this kind of money can only be counted as sesame oil money that believers put down under their pious hearts. However, this kind of money is a finger temple of vigorous incense, Fang Zheng estimates that he can't afford to buy too many seeds on the day he dies, and he can guarantee that he won't starve to death is already Amitabha Buddha, the Buddha has appeared. As for the grace of the others—dream!

"I only hope that the incense will be vigorous in the future, and if it really becomes the largest temple in the world, the sesame oil money will definitely be indispensable. When the time comes, it's not like the seeds can't afford it......," Fang Zheng muttered, and then asked: "Brother System, take out this kind of seed, with the scientific and technological capabilities of our world, can you crack it?"

"How can ants understand the Olympiad? That's a question. The system replied humorously.

Fang Zheng resolutely gave up this idea, the existence of the system cannot be explained by science, and this crystal meter must be the same.

Fang Zheng asked again: "Can the crystal rice in my hand be planted as seeds again?"

"No, the rice can only be eaten, and there is no other use. The system said.

Fang Zheng shook his head helplessly, since it can only be used to eat, then eat! The rice in the rice jar is put first, and the rice that he has invested in three hundred oceans must be tasted first!

So Fang Zheng ran to boil the rice, Fang Zheng was alone, a handful of rice was enough, and a pound of rice could be eaten for about a day or two.

This rice is crystal clear, there is no need to wash it at all, the rice is put in the pot, water is added, firewood is burned, and the rest is to wait.

A few minutes later, a fresh fragrance wafted out of the pot, Fang Zheng didn't know whether he was hungry, or what, smelling the rice fragrance actually had a fluttering feeling, and exclaimed: "I have never smelled such fragrant rice in my life! If the old man was still there, if only the old man were still there, if he took a bite of this rice, he would definitely laugh and recite Amitabha." ”

Thinking of pointing at the monk, the fangzheng gluttonous insect was also suppressed by a faint thought.

At the same time, the three of them came to the mountain.

"Village chief, this is too mysterious, isn't it? Isn't the temple about to collapse? We came to see it a while ago, and I sent me the official document from the government. Those college students, how can they say that we lied to them? And they also said that this finger temple is very new...... It's just. A man dressed in dark blue tweed and wearing a flat hat complained.

"Okay, ** chattering all the way, what's the use of talking about this nonsense? Just look at it?" Camouflage pants, canvas shoes, and a light green jacket over a yellow white shirt are Wang Yougui, the village chief of Yamashita Finger Village. The one who spoke before was Yang Ping, the accountant in the village. Another old man who looks like a gourd is Tan Juguo, the secretary of the village.

The three of them didn't plan to go up the mountain again, after all, the mountain was a bit steep, and the steps up the mountain were also occupied by moss or something, and it was easy to slide down and kill if you weren't careful. Nowadays, only some old hunters and occasional outdoor enthusiasts come to climb Yizhi Mountain.

As for going up to the mountain to worship the Buddha or something, only some old people who miss the old still come up. Now that the monk is gone, those old people have also broken their minds and are not coming.

As the three of them spoke, they came to the top of the mountain, and when they looked up, all three of them were stunned.

"Yang Ping, this is what you said about the rotten wall, the broken tile one-finger temple? If this is a rotten wall and broken tile, your family is not even as good as a pigsty!"