The war at the front was tight, and Chen Jingle was not idle in the rear, indulging in farming and unable to extricate himself.

This time it is a real farming, using mana to give birth to as many sweet potato seedlings as possible, so that more sweet potato seedlings can be planted by cuttings technology, from planting to maturity, it can be done in just a few breaths.

The great cause of sweet potatoes is a matter of merit, so it is natural to do our best.

According to Chen Jingle's idea, his heart is to directly link sweet potatoes with human life, and every sweet potato seedling will save one more life, and plant a prosperous peace!

The Qing Dynasty can rely on sweet potatoes to toss a prosperous Kangqian era, why can't I?

It's just that because the number of sweet potatoes is really limited at present, Li Kuang only allocated a large piece of land to Chen Jingle as a sweet potato planting experimental field, which has not yet been promoted to ordinary people's homes.

However, at this rate, at most next year, farmers in Chang'an City and the surrounding areas will be able to grow sweet potatoes. As for other regions, it depends.

In other words, it won't be long before the people of Chang'an will be able to eat hot and super hunger-resistant sweet potatoes. Although it is not as good as rice and noodles, it is better than eating grass and tree roots.

The only bad thing is that this thing will cause pantothenic acid if you eat too much, and it will fart and puff, which is similar to B-BOX.

It's just that this has nothing to do with Chen Jingle, anyway, beautiful boys don't fart.

"Hey, what are you doing here all day? Nothing else can be done?" Ao Ye's voice came from behind him, mixed with a little annoyance.

It has been several days since the Son of Heaven canonized her as the Protector of the Divine Dragon, and Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess has reacted meadowly to this matter, or she has not realized how much benefit this status can bring her.

In the past few days, she has been by Chen Jingle's side, watching him busy before and after. At first, I thought it was quite interesting, but after a long time, I got bored again. After all, Chen Jingle spends most of his time in the cultivated fields, with his face facing the loess and his back to the sky, no different from those ordinary peasants.

Ao Ye suddenly began to wonder, did this guy want to fool her over and didn't want to care?

Chen Jingle paused in his hand, stood up, and looked directly at her: "Don't you think it's a very interesting thing to watch this land change from barren to vibrant?"

"I don't think it......" Ao Ye replied without thinking about it, but halfway through his words, he suddenly frowned slightly, and his expression gradually became serious.

Life...... Life...... Life......

His eyes widened suddenly.

"Could it be that this guy is strong enough to begin to comprehend the law of life reincarnation?"

Ao Ye was horrified in his heart.

How can it be!

How can a mere scum of the Yuan Infant Stage be able to obtain the law of heaven and earth! You must know that most people are about to cross the catastrophe and become immortals before they touch the threshold of the law!

Of course, it's just a suspicion, in fact, Ao Ye thinks it's unlikely, because this guy is too weak, and it's not as good as one of her toes.

It's just that......

If you look around, you can see that there are all vigorous sweet potato vines, full of greenery and life. The breeze blows, the leaves turn up and down, and occasionally you see one or two small lilac flowers, and you feel a burst of relaxation.

Well?

Ao Ye seemed to have a glimmer of inspiration in her heart, but it was fleeting, and she couldn't think of anything after that, so anxious that she frowned and gritted her teeth.

"Damn!"

Chen Jingle was confused and thought for a while: "By the way, if you are free, you might as well help me get an artificial rainfall so that these sweet potatoes can grow more happily." ”

In my impression, the dragons are all masters of calling for wind and rain, which is more accurate than the artificial rain of later generations.

Ao Ye rolled his eyes: "Rainfall is the duty of the heavenly court, and this princess has no immortal position, so she will be punished for raining casually." ”

"Isn't it?" Chen Jingle frowned, he didn't expect there to be such a regulation, so he had to retreat: "Then, you help me transfer some water from Weishui to irrigate the farmland, it's always no problem, right?"

Weishui is actually not far from here, and the water conservancy projects around Chang'an City are relatively perfect, so irrigation is not a big problem. However, if you want to complete the irrigation of such a large piece of land, you have to send a lot of people to tread water trucks, which consumes a lot of manpower.

In comparison, if Ao Ye can help, it will be much easier, but it is just a kung fu of hooking his fingers.

Ao Ye just wanted to say that there was no problem, but he suddenly reacted, and his eyebrows were upside down: "You actually asked this princess to do this kind of thing for you?"

Anyway, she is also the princess of the Dragon Palace, how can she be summoned by him like a subordinate?

Ao Ye was very angry, clenching his little fists and preparing to teach people.

Chen Jingle saw that the situation was not right, and reprimanded decisively and righteously: "Hey, you don't know the hearts of good people, I'm helping you, what's wrong with letting you help divert water to irrigate the farmland?

What is planted in this field?

Is it just sweet potatoes?

No, it is the hope of the future of our human race, and the cornerstone of food and clothing for hundreds of millions of people!

If you do a good job, when the time comes, the people of the whole world will remember your goodness, and every household will set up an immortal tablet for you, and the faith of all the people will not be better than you being a little Nine Princes?!"

Ao Ye was choked violently, choked, frowned and pondered, as if ...... It makes sense, but I always feel that something is wrong.

Chen Jingle struck while the iron was hot next to him: "What's the point of hesitation, have you forgotten the merit you gained when you were canonized as the Protector of the Divine Dragon before? I dare to guarantee that if you do this well, you will get more merit than last time!"

"Merit?!" Ao Ye's eyes lit up.

The East China Sea Dragon Clan, which has a long heritage, knows better than Chen Jingle how to use merit, but when it comes to how to get more merit, this Chen Jingle dumped her nine streets.

I am not afraid to be ashamed to say that from the beginning of her birth to the present, she has only received merit once, that is, when she was named the Protector of the Divine Dragon three days ago. So much so that she was in a daze at that time, and she didn't know that there was such a thing as merit, and it was only when Chen Jingle told her later that she knew.

Chen Jingle could only sigh, maybe this is a fool who has a fool's luck.

Ao Ye's eyes widened, full of anticipation: "Will there really be merit? You can't lie to me!"

Merit, but it's a good thing, just the slightest trace of merit a few days ago has made her cultivate bottleneck that has plagued her for many years, and it has loosened, if she comes again, wouldn't she have a chance to impact the Golden Immortal?

Thinking of this, Ao Ye almost drooled, quickly wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and raised his head proudly.

"Do I look like someone who will lie to you?" Chen Jingle was straightforward and strong.

Ao Ye pouted: "Okay, you tell me what to do." But let's say it first, if I find out that you lied to me, you'll be dead!"

"Don't worry, it won't!"

I won't let you find out.

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