The growth of corn is very similar to the earth's sorghum, but the things that grow are very similar to the earth's rice, Hua Feiyang tasted it once, and the taste was much worse than that of sorghum and rice, and he never wanted to eat it again. This is also the old saying "from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift is difficult!"

After Hua Feiyang walked around the dense corn field several times, a little inspiration from before seemed to have been revealed, but Hua Feiyang still couldn't grasp it.

The old farmer's house was not destroyed in the war, on the contrary, it was well preserved. Lunch was eaten at the old farmer's house, and the old farmer also had a little grandson, running all over the ground with his bare buttocks, and it was said that the child's father was a soldier, and his mother ran with the caravan that had come before, and the family was like this.

The reason why he wanted to eat at the old farmer's house was what Hua Feiyang requested, not to pretend to be close to the people, but more to understand the actual situation.

Hua Feiyang looked around the old farmer's house, a rotten thatched house, some tattered cabinets, a tattered bed and a tattered pot. In such conditions, the entire chaotic land is still at a moderate level. At that time, an inexplicable emotion was blocked in Hua Feiyang's chest, worse than the feeling of breaking five boulders in a row.

Although Hua Feiyang has been an orphan since he was a child, he was also born in New China and grew up under the red flag. And now, as his own people, he is so alive in front of him, which makes Hua Feiyang unacceptable emotionally and responsible.

The child who asked about the aroma of cooking ran to his grandfather's side and refused to leave, and saw Hua Feiyang, whose eyes were slightly red, "Grandpa, why is this brother crying!" The little kid sucked the snot and hugged him into his grandfather's arms.

"Al, you want to call him master, and you are mistaken, the master is not crying, but his eyes are lost!" said the old farmer softly as he held the child and cooked.

Although the old farmer didn't know who these masters in front of him were, he judged from his clothes, conversation, and temperament that he must be a nobleman.

Since there was an official who said that he would serve these people well, the old farmer should take out the best things of the whole family. The best thing is corn and some green leafy vegetables, which makes Al hungry enough.

"That grandpa, you beat me and cried in the future, and Al also said that he was blinded!"

The innocence of the childish child can resonate with people the most, and in the midst of the trouble, Hua Feiyang took over the dirty El, teasing him while checking the situation in his body. This check startled Hua Feiyang, and in contrast to Yiyi, Al was completely cut off from magic.

Hua Feiyang handed Al to Hua Tianyi on the side, and Hua Tianyi himself was also taken aback. Recently, I seem to have followed the young master, and I have seen a lot of strange things, and my nerves are a little unbearable.

There was just a vindictive isolation, a magical genius Yiyi in the front, and another magic isolation in the back, but the vindictive genius Al, 5 years old, is not too late, and it is about to start enlightenment education.

Just when a few people were happy to investigate this El, the old farmer shouted, "It's time to eat!" Al quickly broke free from the hands of several people, and then somewhere got a broken bowl made of wood and squatted next to his grandfather.

"Grandpa, why haven't you gotten better!" the childlike Al stared at the stove, his eyes not blinking. Hua Feiyang estimates that this corn is not eaten every day by the old and the young, or it is more of a mixture of corn + greens. Hua Feiyang heard the old people say that they used to eat like this when they were hungry.

"Al, everything must have time, and you can't be in a hurry! Cooking is like growing with crops, there must be a process, otherwise you will definitely not be able to do it!" the old farmer whispered to his grandson.

The old farmer's casual words were like thunder in Hua Feiyang's ears. It seems, probably, should, as if, eaux-de-vie has the effect of making plants grow quickly. Once, when Hua Feiyang was using the water of life, he accidentally dripped a little and happened to fall on a peach tree. The peach tree suddenly grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally produced a large peach full of trees, Hua Feiyang tasted one, and the taste was very delicious.

Hua Feiyang had forgotten about this, after all, the water of life was too scarce. In the blessed land, the babbling stream is just a drop of water of life. And the real rich water of life is in a small pit next to the old tree in the middle of the stream.

Because no one collected it for a long time, the water that dripped from the old trees had filled the pit and began to overflow into the stream, which made the stream also contain the energy of the water of life.

In fact, Hua Feiyang also thought many times about drinking a spoonful of water directly from the small pit under the old tree, but looking at the rich energy, Hua Feiyang finally gave up. Don't eat indiscriminately, this is from the teachings of the elders.

"The growth cycle, yes, the growth cycle, I found it, I found it!" Hua Feiyang suddenly shouted as if he had lost his mind, and then ran to the edge of the field.

The rest of the people looked at each other, not knowing what nerves the young master had, so they could only follow quickly. The old farmer was also worried about his farmland, so he quickly extinguished the fireworks and immediately ran to the field with his grandson in his arms.

When the old farmer arrived at the edge of the field, he saw this young and white son, who looked no less than the eldest girl, standing silently at the edge of the field. Under everyone's gaze, suddenly, a fist-sized water balloon appeared on the palm of Childe's hand an inch high.

The old farmer rubbed his eyes vigorously. That's right, obviously just now I was looking at Childe There was nothing in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, a water balloon appeared. And this water balloon is like a living, so irregularly beating in the hands of the son without breaking.

At this time, Childe also took out his left hand, and suddenly a fresh and pleasant feeling came to the surface, the old farmer had not studied, and he couldn't say this feeling, but it was hard to describe, that is, the things in Childe's left hand made people feel very comfortable, the kind of four-body comfort.

The old farmer had good eyes, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be a drop of water, a drop of water smaller than a grain of rice. There is no doubt that this is the original liquid of the water of life that Hua Feiyang himself is reluctant to use.

Hua Tianyi and Yiyi on the side widened their eyes even more. Although Hua Tianyi didn't know what this high-purity elemental ability was, he understood that this was an extraordinary product, and it should be a holy product. And Yiyi's reaction was even stronger, her already big eyebrows widened, and her red and glamorous little mouth was also wide open, looking like a ghost.