Finding the mutant rice, the red boy ran up excitedly and gave the little rhinoceros monster a big hug.

The little rhinoceros monster looked like it had been electrocuted.

"Master Hong, hug me!" the little rhinoceros shouted. The excited knots were all healed, and they began to run aimlessly through the rice fields that had already been harvested.

The Red Child is a god-like figure in their hearts.

In the past, they could only eat grass roots, but since the Red Boy transformed the life of Cuiyun Mountain, they began to have rice to eat.

And last time, Red Boy also repelled the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord who couldn't even defeat the Bull Demon King.

The key is that the red boy is still a cute baby, and such a hug is enough for him to blow in Cuiyun Mountain for a whole year in the future.

"Oh no! Now it's the little rhinoceros' turn to go crazy!"

"I also want Young Master Red to hug!"

"You're thinking about fart, usually the young master is very fierce, and he doesn't even seem to have hugged the Bull Demon King!"

......

Everyone looked at the rhinoceros goblin running in the field, and their eyes were full of envy.

Seeing the appearance of the little rhinoceros, the red boy just smiled and shook his head, and carefully received the mutated rice that he had found into the storage bag.

He had to keep these mutated paddies specially, but there could be no more accidents, and this negligence almost scared him to death.

Fortunately, now that I have found it again, it should be this little rhinoceros who deliberately put the rice aside.

He can be said to be the great benefactor of Cuiyun Mountain, but Red Boy didn't say it. I'm afraid that this guy can't stand it and is too excited.

The sun sets slowly.

The rice fields that had been harvested were dyed crimson in crimson, and there were three or five little demons who did not want to leave, and they carefully searched for the remaining rice during the day.

The Red Boy allowed them to keep the rice as their own private property and not to hand it over to Cuiyun Mountain.

Anyway, in the next year, when the red boy develops this hybrid rice, he can have as much rice as he wants.

It takes at least three to five years to develop a purebred hybrid rice through crossing.

However, with the systematic ripening function, there is no problem at all in developing it in one year.

It's just that the red boy still has to review the agricultural knowledge of the previous life and then conduct experiments.

In Cuiyun Mountain, the aroma of pork is elegant.

The little goblins who had been busy all day sat down on the ground of the camp tiredly, unwilling to move their legs or hands.

"Come on, come on, delicious pork soup is here!"

The logistics troops of Cuiyun Mountain brought buckets of pork soup to the little demon camp.

The aroma of pork soup stimulated the nerves in the brains of these little goblins, and even though their bodies were exhausted, they were able to slip around and stand up.

A large group of goblins surrounded the logistics troops.

This is these wolves!

"Don't worry about them one by one, Young Master Hong said that he will be full today, even if it is still not enough, we will continue to kill, even if we eat with our belly open!"

"Long live Young Master Hong!"

"Long live Young Master Hong!"

......

All the little demons shouted in unison, shouting ten times before they stopped and lined up to lead the soup to drink.

At this moment, the red boy is looking at the almost one-meter-high grain on the pig farm, and there are five or six pig farms in total.

The red boy said to himself: "So much millet is enough for two months, and each goblin eats a small meal of rice a day!"

Although there is a lot of millet, there are also a lot of goblins in Cuiyun Mountain, and every mouth is waiting for food!

Since he heard what happened to the black monkey, the problem he wants to solve the most is the stomach problem of the little demons.

If the demon group led by himself is starved to death, he, the young master of Cuiyun Mountain, will not have to be it!

Timid!

The red boy carefully examined the grain several times with his hand behind his back before he was willing to return to his cave to rest for a while.

Today, he was running around and he was tired enough.

"Young Master Hong, Young Master Hong, let's go out and play together! Everyone is waiting for you!"

As soon as he lay down, the voice of Little King Kong sounded outside.

"Alright, here we go!" Red Boy replied.

I found a urinal and took a long pee of pee, and then fastened my pants and walked out of the room.

Come to Cuiyun Mountain Dapingdi.

I saw that these goblins were still a little interesting, and they made a tall bonfire out of firewood.

Holding hands and dancing together, they sang folk songs that the red boy couldn't understand at all.

I don't know where they learned it, but it's quite rhythmic.

Although Lao Niu is a king, he heard that all the rice has been harvested today, and he is also happy to have fun with these little demons on the night of the harvest.

He generously took it out, and gave the wine he had brewed before to these little goblins to drink together.

It's not much, but every cup is very strong.

"You've done a great job! you've finished harvesting the rice in one day, come, make this wine!" the red boy shouted to the demons as he stood next to the Bull Demon King.

Seeing this, Princess Iron Fan hurriedly stopped her and said, "You can't drink yet!"

"Mother, don't persuade me, it's a bumper harvest today! I'm happy when I look at that big warehouse of grain, the little demon doesn't have to starve!"

After saying that, the red boy raised his head and smothered the glass of spirits.

This thing is really strong, and as soon as the red boy enters the mouth, he feels hot, and it flows from his throat to his stomach.

Seeing this, the little demons also drank the wine in their hands.

As the saying goes, no drinking, no joy, drinking carnival.

These little demons also drank more energetically, danced more cheerfully, and sang louder.

The red boy watched the group of goblins sing and dance from the high seat, laughing and clapping their hands.

In this situation, a strong sense of belonging poured into my heart.

He really hopes for a good harvest every year in the future, and he really wants to lead his group of little goblins to a truly happy life.

Thinking about it, he picked up a bowl of wine next to the Bull Demon King and took another sip.

The second bowl of wine immediately went wrong, and the red boy's little face instantly turned red.

The world in front of him began to spin, and the red boy began to stand on a shaky ground.

The Bull Demon King stepped forward to support the red boy, and sighed: "Hey, this baby! Your mother said that you can't eat and drink!"

"Eh, old cow, your horns are so straight, it's strange!"

After that, the red boy's eyes closed and the fragment was broken.

Red Boy is only a ten-year-old child, whose brain has not yet fully matured, and as soon as this little bit of wine is on his brain, he can't stand it immediately.

Early the next morning

When the red boy opened his glasses, his head was still very dizzy.

Quite early in his previous life, he fought against his old college roommates, and he didn't feel dizzy with more than a dozen bottles of beer.

I still remember the drunken birds.

I didn't expect to drink myself in pieces with just these two sips of wine now.

I reached out and tried to prop myself up, but as soon as I tried it, it felt wrong.

"Huh, what's it, it's soft!" said the red boy, rubbing it lightly with his hand.

When he turned his head to look, he didn't expect it to be Qing'er!