"Hey, it's a pity that there are no cultivators, seeders, rice transplanters, harvesters, threshers, mills, and I have to convert them to solar engines, otherwise I will be blind." Gasoline, she just has money and tickets, and if she buys this small body, people have to get to the bottom of it.

Now there is no privacy at all, all the departments that are irrelevant to you, you have to be honest about what you ask, and if you don't explain, there is a problem!

"If only it could be harvested with consciousness, as in some novels." Feng Hua muttered.

Suddenly, the brain "buzzed", and the whole space became a shrinking image appeared in my mind.

Small wooden houses, small barns, small vegetable patches.

In the dark, Feng Hua felt that he must stay calm now! Don't panic, don't panic, otherwise once this state is interrupted, there will be no next time.

She relaxes her mind, relaxes her consciousness, looks calmly, and gives everything to instinct.

She saw the heavens and the earth, and in the mist, mysterious characters were whirling and floating.

She saw the edge of the warehouse, it turned out that it was not infinite, but it was also extremely large, and the things she bought today were like a drop in the ocean when they were put inside.

She thought about those things, and her consciousness flashed over them, and they were clear. She felt like she was going to be around her as soon as her mind moved, and she didn't have to go to the warehouse to rummage through it.

After wandering her consciousness for a while, she came to the vegetable field according to the meaning of her heart.

In the field was a small basket she had asked for from Duan Liangyu's house, which contained some corn kernels, and next to it were broken wooden basins and tea jars mixed with well water.

This is what she is going to come out, and she plans to speed up the coming out of some corn later, and she still owes 26,600 yuan outside!

Consciousness drifted to the corn kernels, and as soon as the mind moved, a corn kernel flew up out of thin air, fell to the land next to it, and fell into it in a blink of an eye.

A small balloon of water flew out of the basin, exactly what she was used to, and it landed where the corn kernels had sunk.

In the blink of an eye, a seed sprouts, grows, blossoms, and bears fruit.

Looking at the golden corn, Feng Hua's heart moved, and he felt that it was time to harvest, and sure enough, the fruit fell down with a click.

Feng Hua has already experimented that the fallen fruits will not disappear when they land like ginseng fruits, they will be like the items dropped by the game, and they will have a certain protection time when they land, about half an hour.

If it is not picked up for half an hour, it will slowly melt into the ground. If they are picked up, even if they are not put in the warehouse, as long as they are placed in baskets or bags, without direct contact with the soil, they will always exist.

Everything was magically inexplicable, but the existence of the entire space could not be explained, and she was not very serious.

Feng Hua looked at the three ears of corn on the ground, and they flew into the basket next to them.

Feng Hua suppressed the excitement in his heart, repeating the operation just now, sowing, watering, and harvesting......

When the basket is full, think of the sacks in the warehouse, and the sacks appear next to the baskets. Yesterday, Duan Liangyu gave 10 sacks, and there were four left, and Feng Hua took them back.

Sowing, watering, harvesting......

Unconsciously filled four ** bags, and just as Feng Hua was thinking about what to take again, his brain suddenly became dizzy.

Feng Hua fell to the ground, but he was not unconscious, but his brain was dazed and unable to think.

Feng Hua thought about the distance of the well, and gave up his struggling plan, next time he would definitely hold ten or eight bottles of well water and put it in a place where he could reach it......

In a daze, Feng Hua fell asleep.

......

When it was just dawn outside, Feng Hua's biological clock woke her up.

She got up from the mud, a little stunned for a while, looked at the four ** bags in front of her, and immediately remembered what happened last night.

I shook my head, I didn't feel dizzy or painful, and I was refreshed.

Feng Hua was overjoyed, and with the support of the well water in the future, could he hold on for a longer time? When my body is better and I am older, will my mental strength increase?

The word psychic power naturally came to her mind.

There is no hurry, there is time to experiment.

......

Feng Hua got out of the space and helped Mrs. Cai make breakfast, and after eating, she came to the meadow to find the nest of pheasants she "released" last time.....

It's not that I regret wanting to eat them, but I want to grab them into the space and raise them.

In the past few years, almost every family has raised chickens, but now the stupid chickens are almost extinct, and there are no two or three families in the village who are still raising them, and she has no reason to ask for them, let alone steal them, that is the life of others.

She still raises pheasants, this egg is more nutritious.

This is something she has thought about a long time ago, the space and land are so big, and she can't finish planting, so she can't waste it there, it's just a tyrannical thing.

It is better to raise some poultry and livestock, and plant some perennial fruit trees. Or even ..... Rosewood, rosewood and the like!

The 500-year growth period is completely uneventful! It's a pity that rosewood is a foreign variety, I don't know if it is planted in China now, rosewood and other mahogany varieties are grown in the south, even Hainan Island.

But it doesn't matter, sooner or later she's going to go.

Feng Hua hummed a song all the way and found the nest of wild eggs, fortunately, it was still there.

Seeing that the chick had not yet surfaced, she didn't dare to move, so she looked around and dodged into the space.

According to yesterday's experience, I thought about taking out the fishing net, and the big fishing net appeared at her feet. I came up with a sewing needle and a fishing line, and began to cut and sew. These tools are all brought by fishing nets, and it is estimated that the family does not plan to fish anymore and sells them in pieces.

She's going to build a coop with a shed.

She wants to raise a group of pheasants who are not subject to discipline, and there is no shed, so she can't chase them all over the space to pick up eggs and eat meat, right?

With sheds, it also prevents them from flying out and harming the crops. When there is too much food, they don't cherish it, they love misfortune, and they don't eat every bite of fruit.

After the fishing net is sewn, it is about 100 square meters large, which is quite suitable, and it is no problem to raise twenty or thirty pheasants. Pheasants also lay eggs every day after they are raised, not to mention that there is space for food to back them up, so they can't drink some well water!

After working for more than an hour, after the frame was set up, he went out to weave a lot of chicken coops out of wool and straw and put them in it, and now he has to send a trough and a water bowl.

Yesterday, in order to hold her daughter, so many bowls and basins were let go, and now I want to pour some more rags...... It's not impossible.

Feng Hua thought of a place, just do it, and walked towards the brigade next door when he got out of the space.

During the period of the People's Commune, the unit of the "village" became several squads.

Their village was originally called Gutun, but now it has become the fifth and sixth production teams under the Red Flag Production Brigade. The total number of strong laborers and the old, weak, sick, disabled and pregnant people in each squad is about two or three hundred.

This is the Great Northern Wasteland, which is sparsely populated, and the village has few people, and I heard that a village in the south is divided into seven or eight squads and becomes a brigade of its own.

However, their Red Flag Brigade needs seven or eight squads from three or four villages to form a brigade, and the brigade is located in their village.