"Are these going to be mentioned over there?"

In the pastures on the other side of Il, the real European farmstead pastures in the story, the windmill hut is next to the river, the waterwheel turns the water, and the autumn harvest grass is piled up on the wagon.

In the wooden fence, which was very old, the cows looked at the new figure and 'mooed' curiously, and the sheep crowded to the nearest fence.

The girl only held a little bit of grass in her arms, and walked behind listening to Fang Ran ask herself,

He looked at him with a little blank stature, and nodded honestly with a bundle of grass about the thickness of several of her on one shoulder, and a bucket full of water in his left hand.

"Hmm..."

"Yo Xi, let's go!"

Fang Ran looked at the stable not far in front of him, that was where he woke up yesterday, slightly weird,

Why did you wake up there?

Forget it, this one doesn't matter...

Behind her, a silent girl dressed in coarse linen and holding grass in her arms, Fang Ran decided to break down the door and shout 'Yo! Old horse! Mountains and rivers meet! Are you ready to eat!? ’

If only I could make her laugh...

And at this moment, on the other side of the ranch, the ranch owner and his wife, who were also working with farm tools, looked at the strange young man who suddenly appeared in their ranch with an incredulous expression.

Rather than being shocked at why he could easily carry the bales of grass that could only be lifted by two farmers alone, the hostess who noticed Fang Ran's clothes tugged at the corners of her husband's clothes in surprise.

"My God, dear, who is that, I have never seen such a handsome and decent dress!?"

And his husband was also at a loss, shook his head, and lowered his voice as if he was afraid that another Fang Ran would hear it hundreds of meters away:

"I don't know, it's a rich gentleman from a nearby town? But why did he let his clothes get grass and dirt on them? ”

"We...."

The hostess rubbed her rough hand on the linen apron tied around her waist with some uneasiness, and asked nervously tentatively:

"Would you like to go and say hello?"

Her husband also took off his hat, wiped his sweat and looked in the direction of the stable, and whispered:

"He's not like the old men I've seen in town, but he seems to know the little girl, so let's take a look first..."

...

At the beginning of the twentieth century, the world was still very old.

But it also has advantages, such as the ancient nature that has not been occupied by modern technology, the village without pollution and haze, in this pasture of Il,

You can lie on the horse-drawn carriage grass like in a fairy tale, smell the smell of the sun, and enjoy the beauty of this wonderful world with no edge in sight of the golden wheat fields and country roads.

"It's time to eat! It's time to eat! ”

By the old log fence, with his shirt rolled up on his arm, a well-dressed young man was feeding a handful of grass in one hand to a little lamb that might have been fleece.

“..... Feed! The one over there, don't rob it! ”

In total, less than ten sheep were crowded around Fang Ran, waiting one by one for their share of pasture.

And the girl standing outside gently put down the small handful of grass in her arms, and still felt a little unbelievable.

She woke up late today, and started work until it was completely dawn, but now...

Ling looked at the grass that had been overfinished and sorted out, and the cows, sheep and horses that had already been fed, and there was not even any mess that needed to be cleaned up.

"Ah~ Finally... Finished! ”

Looking at the young man with the sleeves of his white shirt in front of him, finally feeding all the sheep and stretching his waist in the warm sun, I just felt incredible.

It only took him more than an hour to finish his morning's work, and he could carry a large bundle of pasture, and he could also carry a bucket full of water by the way.

Whether it was the disobedient horse, or the cows and sheep who always liked to run around, they all honestly ate the grass in his hands, as if they had been cast some kind of well-behaved spell...

And from beginning to end, I just followed him with a small handful of grass 'little tail', and that small handful of grass was not even used, and the answer I got was...

"Ling, you look cute when you hold it like this" is an answer that I don't understand what the last word means.

In the end, I don't know why some of the ranchers and their husbands were in the hands of two whole pieces of black bread.

Ling Du felt that she might have woken up in a dream,

She looked at Fang Ran, Fang Ran looked at the extra piece of black bread in her hand and winked at her and smiled:

"Let's go, it's time for us to pick the fruit."

...

...

The Po River Plain in Italy is the largest plain in southern Europe, and it is naturally the most developed place in this country and in this era, where agriculture is most developed.

It is precisely because of this that the nearest town is so far away from the fields, and the people who rely on agriculture to support themselves in this era settle near the wheat fields, so that many small villages like Il, like the stage of fairy tales, are born.

Il is really a very small village.

Going out from the road on the other side of the village near the golden wheat field, following the ruts of the wagon, it didn't take long to see a lush forest on the side of the road, rolling hills,

There is no trace of any road in the forest of the hollow valley, and if you are not careful, you may not be able to find your way back, the trees rustle, and the light and shadow between the leaves of the big trees are bright.

On the dirt under the tree, the girl was pulling up the hem of her coarse linen dress as a basket, and the slender figure was in a hurry to pick up the fruit that was thrown from above,

It's just that compared to the colorful and various fallen fruits, Ling just looked at Fang Ran, who was completely blocked by the shade of the tree and couldn't see his figure, and was surprised how he climbed so high.

"Pick it up!"

The shout from above came, and the light golden ponytail shook quickly, and the petite figure looked up at the top, looking at all kinds of fruits and saying that it was slow or not, and it was not fast enough for her to receive it to fall,

It's just that looking at the fruit on the clothes that she basically doesn't know, she was a little stunned and thought,

Are there so many types of tree fruits in this forest?

However, in fact,

The situation above the shade is...

Leaning on the trunk of a three-pronged tree, watching the sea of trees basking in the sun and yawning, the young man was holding a notebook, scratching his head with a pen from time to time and writing on it:

Cherries, grapes, strawberries, melons, cantaloupe, watermelons...

[Floating cards] swirling around him, appearing one by one, and specific to the type of secret vault key of a certain consortium, for things that have no impact on the world except for eating, [Chuangpai] has always been quite cheap to set its energy value, and these are packaged into a line to count as 1%.

After all, magic energy can be used to call the wind and rain, compared to those alchemy and material generation ability branches, it is simply normal.

Now that the magic energy recovery is getting faster and faster, and it won't take three minutes for 1% to recover, Fang Ran feels that he can make a whole car if he goes on like this...

Huh... Did I find another way to make a fortune?

With these unreliable thoughts in his mind, he obviously planned to write something about the same size as those tree fruits, but he found that he didn't know why he was writing bigger and bigger, looking at the watermelon in his hand, he sweated and reacted.

Forehead.... Anyway, watermelons don't seem to grow on trees....

He stared at the watermelon silently for two seconds,

Then he clapped his hands and threw it down, muttering:

"Forget it, it shouldn't matter, Ling at this age looks very deceitful."

...

Finally, the maiden carried a whole handful of brightly colored fruits, wondering why she had never seen so many kinds of fruits, and followed the young man with a watermelon in one hand and a cantaloupe in the other, and returned to the place where they had breakfast.

Carefully picked up a purple fruit and put it in his mouth, it was neither sour nor astringent, and what came from his mouth was the soft and light peel, the unimaginable juice and sweetness of the soft flesh, so that Ling was even stunned directly.

Is there such a sweet fruit?

With some anticipation and some haste, she picked up another kind of red and cute little fruit.

Sweet!

This one is also sweet?

Near noon, it was the first time that the girl's pale golden pupils lit up with so many delicious fruits, until she tried cherries, strawberries, and grapes.

Ling Cai suddenly realized that she was the only one who was patronizing and eating, and she raised her head to look at Fang Ran with some embarrassment.

It turned out that the young man who was holding a particularly large green fruit in his arms was searching around with some confusion.

Biting her lip, she finally mustered up the courage to ask what she had been trying to ask since the morning, and her hand scratched at her tattered clothes, and spoke like a kitten:

"You...."

Then he said a word, and was interrupted by Fang Ran's first step, he put the watermelon and cantaloupe on the stump on the side, and said very seriously:

"Can you close your eyes first?"

The expression on his face froze for a moment, and panic flashed in his eyes when he heard this,

Sitting in front of Fang Ran, Ling lowered her head, still listening to his words, the eyelashes of her big eyes trembled slightly, and she closed her eyes honestly and slowly.

Then it was determined that Ling had closed her eyes....

Fang Ran picked up the silver broken dragon tooth and stabbed at that watermelon!

It's almost a flash of silver light, which can easily smash the light wheel barrier, and the silver dragon's spine blade is as iron as clay....

Cut the watermelon neatly into several pieces.

Then Fang Ran quickly put it away, looked at his neat knife work, and pretended that nothing happened and sighed his wand,

It's so fucking easy to use...

"Alright, alright."

The moment she opened her eyes when she heard the voice, Ling saw a cut piece handed in front of her, and the green peel was a red and white sand pulp.

Pursing her thin white lips, Ling reached out and took it, and took a small bite like a fledgling,

In fact, she has been full for a long time, and she has never eaten so many delicious things to her heart's content.

Feeling the sweetness that people couldn't help but bite down, under the gray old clothes of linen coarse cloth, the girl's legs wrapped around the strips of cloth were tightly together, pursed her lips and was silent for a while, she still whispered in jerky Chinese:

"You... Why... So good for me...? ”