Ye Chen didn't give praise after all, Ye Bufan has been pestering Ye Chen for the past few days to make him say the word "delicious" from his mouth, maybe Ye Bufan is pushing too hard, or Ye's father doesn't want Ye Bufan to be proud and complacent, in short, Ye Bufan's farm is still at the first level.

"Hey, Ye Bufan, Ye Bufan, why do you say you are so stupid, you can't even get two words out after so many days, it's really in vain." Ye Bufan said while lying on his bed.

There is only one day left before the second harvest of crops, and Ye Bufan is no longer pestering Ye Chen, anyway, it is not a day away.

Tonight, Ye Bufan was tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep no matter what, and he was so excited in his heart. At twelve o'clock he did not feel sleepy, so he asked, "Little farmer, when will the fruit ripen?" ”

"The crop will ripen at 9:45:28 a.m. tomorrow." It has to be said that the answer of the small farmer was very precise.

"Hey, why is it so long?" For the first time, Ye Bufan felt that time was passing too slowly, but this was something that could not be changed.

How did he fall asleep, Ye Bufan didn't know, when he got up the next morning, Ye Bufan was in good spirits, and there was no sign of staying up late, which once made Ye Bufan think that he had misseen the time yesterday.

Doubts are doubts, but Ye Bufan is more excited in his heart, because there is still more than an hour, his farm can be upgraded, what will that mysterious gift be? Since the god-level farm space is so rebellious, the gift will definitely not be too much, Ye Bufan is immersed in his own imagination and can't extricate himself.

Time passes like a white horse, passing in an instant.

"Congratulations to the owner of the ordinary crops, watermelon, corn, lily, moon season...... Mature, experience +2, current experience: 10/10 (upgradeable), does the owner choose to upgrade? The small farmer asked.

"Of course it's upgraded." Isn't it just for this moment that I've worked so hard for so many days?

"The upgrade is successful, the current level is level two, the experience is 0/20, the system gives the owner a gift, please check the master." The small farmer continued.

"Check." Ye Bufan hurriedly said.

"Congratulations to the master for acquiring the life skill: the art of discernment, and I hope that the master will continue to work hard to welcome the second gift." Small Farmer Road.

It was not something like the ability he imagined, Ye Bufan was still a little disappointed in his heart, but he immediately dispelled the negative feelings, cheered up, and prepared to move towards the next goal. It only takes twenty experience points to reach the third level, and Ye Bufan feels that it is not very difficult.

"What the hell is this Grass Telling?" Literally, Ye Bufan didn't get useful information, and only knew that it was related to plants.

So Ye Bufan calmed down, flipped through the content of the herb identification technique from his mind, and was shocked when he didn't know it, this herb identification technique turned out to be a secret book of herbs.

It records more than 5,000 kinds of herbs, more than 10,000 kinds of Chinese herbal medicines, 28 kinds of poisonous herbs, and hundreds of kinds of Chinese herbal medicines with toxic side effects. (A lot of information has also been checked for these medicinal materials, so professionals should not care.) ）

"Strong, too strong, so I became a master of Chinese medicine?" Ye Bufan said in surprise.

Grass discrimination is a very practical skill, Ye Bufan is worried that his father's illness cannot be cured, and now that he has a prescription for grass debate, Ye Bufan wants to try the effect.

Ye Bufan went to the pharmacy to grab the medicine according to one of the prescriptions for recuperating the body, and when he came back, he boiled the medicine in a casserole, and a bowl of medicinal soup was fried after half an hour.

"Xiaofan has been busy for most of the day, and I don't know what you are doing?" Ye Chen asked.

"Dad, I got a prescription from a friend, and I boiled a prescription for you, which can regulate your body, this medicine can be cured, you can try it." Ye Bufan said.

Before Ye Chen could speak, Fang Yali said first: "Xiao Fan is a medicine with three poisons, and the symptoms of a person are different from a person, we can't just take a prescription to take risks." ”

"What do you say, no matter how you say it, this is Xiao Fan's intention, Xiao Fan brought it to his father to drink." Ye Chen said.

From this incident, it can be seen that Ye Chen still loves Ye Bufan very much.

"Dad, Mom is right, but please believe me, this medicine is absolutely fine." Ye Bufan said.

After listening to Ye Bufan's words, Ye Chen's actions were even more resolute, and he directly snatched the medicine from Ye Bufan's hand, and then poured it into his mouth.

"This medicine is really bitter." Ye Chen frowned and said.

"Good medicine is good for disease, but Chinese medicine is slow to work, Dad estimates that you will have to continue drinking it for a while to heal, hehe." Ye Bufan said with a smile.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter how long it takes, bear with it." Ye Chen said.

"When Dad's body recovers, I will find Chinese medicine for my mother and grandfather." Ye Bufan said seriously.

"Xiaofan has a heart." Ye Jun said.

When a person is old, the greatest wish in this life is to hope that the whole family will be healthy, harmonious, and full of children and grandchildren, so as not to cause trouble to the children.

"I am just a humble life, not an almighty god, but who said that the humility of life can determine the humility of people, I Ye Bufan will do my best to create happy conditions for my family all my life." Ye Bufan thought to himself.

Everything is afraid of being serious, and Ye Bufan, who is serious, has no one to stop him!

Two or three days have passed, Ye Chen is still drinking medicine according to Ye Bufan's prescription, he also feels that his body has improved a little, seeing this change Ye Bufan is happy, but he is also worried.

Although the fruits of the god-level farm are first-class in all aspects, it is like a novice book written in the online text, although it is not inferior to the great god in all aspects, but no one reads it. At present, Ye Bufan is facing this problem: where is the buyer when the goods are available?

In fact, in the past few days, her mother Fang Yali also said that many neighbors went to Ye Bufan to buy vegetables and fruits, but these purchasing power is only a drop in the bucket for the output of 200 acres, and Ye Bufan's real purpose is not to make a small profit, his goal is: 'A bunch of grapes, sold at a sky-high price of tens of thousands', simply put, he is to build a super farm dedicated to supplying local tyrants.

View Farm Properties. Ye Bufan said.

"Current Farm Level 2?, Experience: 6/20, Crops: Grapes, Watermelons, Moon Season......, Host Skill: Grass Identification. Guest reviews: 5 people. Farm Achievement: First Harvest. "In the past few days, due to the praise of the neighbors, the experience of the farm has increased a few points.

Thinking about the farm that was about to be harvested again, Ye Bufan was a little worried in his heart, it was not a matter for so many crops to be piled together.

Suddenly, a method flashed in Ye Bufan's mind, that is, Internet propaganda.

Ye Bufan was originally a computer student, and he is no stranger to computers, and now the Internet is undoubtedly the easiest and fastest way to disseminate information, he believes that as long as he relies on a few sets of crop photos, he can definitely make his farm famous.

Just do it, Ye Bufan took out the smartphone he bought for 1800 yuan, took a few sets of photos, and posted them on the Internet, 10 million pixels is not low, the photos are very clear, Ye Bufan left the farm address, and his own phone number, quietly waiting for the buyer to come to the door.