What is that? Before Chang Zhaowen could react, a small sign suddenly popped up in the opening above the wooden box, with a fist drawn on it......

Chang Zhaowen's eyes moved, and suddenly he understood, he hesitantly raised his right hand, five fingers stretched straight, and he came out of the "cloth". Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Toot-" A piercing sound came from the wooden box, and the text in front of it also became: Slow out, count as losing, see you tomorrow!

The small sign quickly fell back into the wooden box from the opening, and the text on the front of the box also changed back: Punch PK, win three times in a row. It was as if nothing had just happened, everything was just an illusion on his part.

"What the hell just happened?" Chang Zhaowen took a deep breath and asked questions like a dwarf, maybe it was really all an illusion?

"Master, you just fought with the box PK, but because you lost because of the slow out, you have a chance to PK once a day, if you can win three rounds in a row, you can get a new seed."

I asked him just now that he didn't know anything, and now that he has lost, it seems that he suddenly knows everything! Chang Zhaowen glared at the dwarf fiercely, and went into the field to harvest the crops again.

This wheat is ripe every two days, Chang Zhaowen vigorously brandished a sickle given to him by a dwarf, after a few "sighs" Chang Zhaowen stopped to wipe his sweat, the wheat that fell on the field seemed to be enchanted at a glance, one by one the ears of wheat stood up by themselves, and jumped into a large wooden basin by the wheat field one after another, and the ears of wheat shook in the big wooden basin, making a burst of sound of swaying.

Soon the big wooden pots were filled with plump golden grains, and the empty straws jumped out of the big wooden barrels and fell on the black and soft earth. In less than a quarter of an hour, all the straw on the wheat field disappeared, and they all turned into nutrients and returned to the soil.

Chang Zhaowen walked straight to the wooden basin, inserted his hands into the grains, picked up a large handful of golden wheat, and scattered them back into the empty field.

Growing wheat on a text farm is a little more cumbersome than growing cucumbers and tomatoes, and you need to replant them every time you harvest them. However, wheat seeds can be obtained even without the use of seed stimulation fertilizer, and can be sown directly from the harvested wheat.

Chang Zhaowen knew that he was much happier than ordinary farmers who grew grain, and he only needed to harvest it with a sickle. He didn't need to do the rest of the work of removing seeds and tidying up old fields.

"Hey!" Chang Zhaowen complained to the dwarf while putting the wheat into the brown paper bag he brought: "Since the crops on the farm are so smart, can you skip the part of letting me do it myself?" Can't you switch from semi-automatic to fully automatic? Harvesting, shedding, tidying old fields, sowing ...... The work is all done by yourself, and the best finished product is not wheat, but directly into flour! ”

"Then please keep the master up, maybe all of this can be achieved after the farm level is raised?" The dwarf bowed to him respectfully, this guy's ability to fool people is really perfect.

After returning home from the farm, Chang Zhaowen put down the things one by one and piled them neatly in the living room. Cucumbers, tomatoes, and neat paper bags filled with yards of wheat. Now that the farm's production has stabilized, the daily supply of ingredients is still quite stretched due to the size of the restaurant has expanded many times over, and it seems that the next step is to seize the time to add more fields and increase the yield of crops.

I wonder what this new seed will be? Hopefully tomorrow the pk can win.

Chang Zhaowen put things in order, so that Takeo could easily transport them away tomorrow. Chang Zhaowen yawned, and he was finally busy today...... Suddenly, I heard a loud "bang" from the next room, followed by a familiar female voice: "Help!" ”

Chang Zhaowen suddenly had an alarm bell in his heart, this female voice was clearly Zhao Qingqing! "Smack!" There was another sound of a heavy object hitting the wall, and Chang Zhaowen subconsciously opened the door and rushed out.

He strode to Zhao Qingqing's door, here, the voice in the room seemed to be clearer, and there was a clear "Help!" But this time the voice was more urgent. Chang Zhaowen raised his foot and kicked heavily on the door.

With a bang, the wooden gate fell. Chang Zhaowen was a little surprised, he didn't expect his kick to be so powerful, could it be because he had done more farm work recently and had a lot of strength?

The house was in shambles, with photographic softboxes and reflectors thrown everywhere, the floor covered with shards of glass, and Zhao Qingqing was disheveled and hiding behind a single sofa with a metal lamp for filming. As soon as he saw Chang Zhaowen, he dropped the lamp in his hand like a savior, and pounced directly: "Brother Wen, help!" ”

"Be careful!" Chang Zhaowen noticed that she was bare-headed with a pair of white little feet at the moment, and if she stepped on the glass shards, she would be bleeding all over the ground. He hurriedly greeted him, pulled Zhao Qingqing with a pair of solid arms, and hugged him directly in his arms.

The girl's fragrance rushed to her face, Chang Zhaowen noticed that she was only wearing a white men's shirt at the moment, the neckline seemed to be torn open, the top few buttons had long been gone, the white and towering xiong was already half-exposed, and the hem of the shirt barely covered her round buttocks. The straight and slender jade legs were slightly bent at the knees, and the smooth calves hung down on the side of Chang Zhaowen's arms.

Zhao Qingqing found that her neckline was wide open, her little face instantly flushed, and her right hand hurriedly blocked her chest, firmly grasping the placket of her clothes.

"Let her go, what's your business!" A middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears stumbled over, covered in a pungent smell of alcohol.

"One, I can't let go at all, how popular are you like this!" The man rushed to Chang Zhaowen and stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Qingqing, Zhao Qingqing let out a frightened scream, and hurriedly buried his face in Chang Zhaowen's arms.

Chang Zhaowen was still holding Zhao Qingqing with one hand, and freed one hand to separate the man: "What do you want to do?" ”

"What?" The middle-aged man let out a burst of laughter, "What's the matter, Lao Tzu just wants to her, it's your business?" ”

Chang Zhaowen frowned, and a wave of anger rose in his heart: "You didn't see that she called for help, I will take care of this matter!" ”

"What the fuck are you going to fuck on Lao Tzu?!" The man lifted a vase that fell to the ground and smashed it directly at Chang Zhaowen's head! said that it was too late, Chang Zhaowen grabbed the wrist of the hand holding the vase and squeezed it hard, and as soon as the man's painful hand was released, the vase fell directly to the ground.

Chang Zhaowen grabbed this man's wrist tightly, turned it hard, and only heard the other party's wrist bone make a crisp sound-Kara!