Meng Yi squatted down.

staring straight at the fat young leaves.

Carefully touching the flower bones, I didn't dare to move more.

Be as cautious as you are.

I'm afraid that if I use too much force, I will break the flower bones.

Next to him, Li Xin was sweating profusely.

Qin Shi Huang straightened his whole body and clenched his hands into fists.

Bai Ji walked over and picked off the flower bones.

Grinding and chirping for most of the day, what are you doing?

"Oh, take it and look at it slowly."

"You ......"

Meng Yi was holding a purple flower bone in his hand, and his expression was dull.

Then, his facial features collapsed instantly.

There is a deep sense of regret and indignation.

It's like a dead son.

"You...... You ......"

"You actually plucked this flower directly?!"

"I'll fight with you!"

Li Xin was about to draw his sword, looking like Bai Ji had killed his father.

The two seem to have a deep blood feud and will not give up until they die.

The fat man opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time.

Tyrannical Creatures!

Potatoes are so auspicious, this flower is so gratifying, so beautiful!

If you pinch the flowers, how do the potatoes grow?!

It's not a single potato, it's thousands of potatoes!

How many people will go hungry because of this potato?

Listening to Meng Yi's tearful accusation, Bai Ji came back to his senses for a long time.

"You guys...... Sand sculpture, right? ”

It's like the world is ruined?

A mere potato, a hairy use?

Can you grow potatoes for immortality?

Can it be eaten as a meal?

Eh, it seems to work.

Forget it, that's not the point!

I was going to pick this white grass.

It's not just this one, it's all going to be pinched.

They obviously don't understand it at all.

"Potatoes don't bear fruit from flowers, potatoes are in the soil."

"What?"

"In the dirt?"

"Nonsense, otherwise why are you called potatoes?"

Bai Ji gestured with a middle finger.

They can't be blamed for that.

In their knowledge, they think it is similar to most flowering crops.

Flowers bear fruit, and flowers can become fruits.

A prime example of this is peaches.

When I saw that the potato flowers were gone, I thought the potatoes were gone.

In fact, on the contrary, if the potato flowers are pinched, the yield may be higher.

Here we have to stand up and popularize science.

Pinching off the potato flowers must be done before flowering.

Potato flowers can bloom very luxuriantly, and the flowers will absorb the nutrients inside the plant, so that the nutrients of the potatoes cannot be concentrated on the fruit.

In particular, potato seedlings with a lot of flower buds must be deflorated, and the more flower buds prove that the more nutrients are consumed, and the yield will be considerable after picking.

So, what did he do wrong?

Pick a flower, but don't pick their life.

As for the image of a sword being drawn and a man slashed?

That's right, just talk about you!

Li Xin!

The sword in your hand is not as good as my kitchen knife.

After Bai Ji's in-depth and sincere teaching, all three of them said they didn't understand!

White Grass: ......

"So according to the immortal master, it doesn't matter if the flowers are removed from this potato, and the yield will increase?"

Fortunately, they can understand some people.

Barely half a person.

"Well, that's right."

This method was too common and common in later generations.

As a graduate of an agricultural university, it's just a basic exercise.

Bai Ji assigned them work.

Come on, come on, line up.

Go and pinch the flowers for me one by one.

Li Xin and Meng Yi didn't let the fat man go to the field, but he still stubbornly rolled up his trouser legs, and his attitude was quite tough.

This is auspicious!

This is a matter of hands-on!

As for the white millet?

Of course, he is in charge of overseeing the workers.

Sit on the edge of the ridge and put your straw sandals next to it.

He put the cloth bag he was carrying in front of him.

This cloth bag is what he carries all the time.

Hand-sewn.

It was his mother who sewed it up with a needle and a thread.

It is the most precious treasure of white millet.

Bai Ji unzipped and took out half of the reddish jerky from inside.

He did it himself.

Well, to put it bluntly, it's pork jerky.

The taste must be much worse, and it is too addictive.

Sometimes I don't want to cook, so I just chew two pieces of jerky and drink some wine.

He also ate the hero package.

Eat meat and drink wine.

It's still hard to make pork jerky.

First, you have to chop the stuffing, and the fat and thin meat has to be chopped into minced meat.

Then pour cooking wine, fish sauce, honey and other seasonings into the meat filling, and stir it vigorously with chopsticks until the meat filling is strong.

He didn't have any other seasonings, so he could eat some alive.

Then roll out the minced meat like dough.

It's about two millimeters thick.

Without plastic wrap, everything can only make ends meet.

If he didn't have spiritual power, he would have a hard time eating pork jerky.

It is estimated that he is the only one who uses spiritual power to make pork jerky.

No way, nothing.

Take making a fire as an example, if he doesn't need spiritual power, he has to drill wood to make fire.

Don't think it's easy to drill wood for fire, especially with your bare hands.

Even with a bow drill is actually very laborious.

"Woohoo!"

The fat man had only picked a few flowers, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

I wiped my sweat and got my beard stained with mud.

"Immortal Master, what are you eating?"

"Haven't you eaten pork jerky?"

Jerky is actually not uncommon, but there is still a big gap with pork jerky.

"Pork jerky?"

It was just time for dinner, and he was really hungry after walking for so long.

Smelling the pungent smell of meat, Qin Shi Huang couldn't stop spitting.

"I'll taste it."

Qin Shi Huang could rest, but Li Xin and Meng Yi couldn't.

Savor the aroma of the pork jerky, and the expression on his face is as wonderful as it can be.

The taste is just right.

It is salty and sweet, and it is easy to bite into.

A piece of jerky is gone before I have eaten it.

"Here, have some more wine."

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you."

Bai Ji has no need for food, it is purely addictive.

"Alas, you are also Qin Shi Huang."

"Why do you feel so far away from Qin Shi Huang of my world?"

Qin Dada was a little confused.

There is also a Qin Shi Huang in the sky?

It must be a fake of him!

"Don't look like that, you're really inferior to him."

"He is a genuine emperor of the ages, opening up the pattern of the unification of my Great Heavenly Empire. He was also unlucky, he died a little early, otherwise the territory could have expanded a little more. ”

"The worst thing is that he believed in the wrong person, and finally let Hu Hai ascend the throne."

"I still want to inherit it for thousands of generations, and if I go down with a mouthful of poisonous milk, I will die in the second generation!"

"The great Qin has existed for fourteen years."

"Miserable, you say?"

Qin Shi Huang: ......

The pork jerky in his hand fell to the ground and rolled into the ditch.

Poof!

Meng Yi and Li Xin were stunned.

Meng Yi, in particular, almost fell.

Li Xin was even more unbearable, sat down with his ass, and almost rolled into the ditch on the side.

In the eyes of the three of them, there seemed to be something wrong with Bai Ji.

There is only one first emperor in this world, and Bai Ji doesn't know?

Always talking to himself, crazy talking.

But this time, they listened very well!

Bai Ji even knew about Hu Hai's young son!

The point is, Great Qin...... Will the second die?!