Chapter 67: Witnessing a Miracle (2)
Hua Feiyang doesn't care what other people look like or think. The world is big, and the grain is the biggest. Hua Feiyang pondered for a while, fused a drop of water from the space into the small water balloon, and then shook it and shook it evenly.
I just wanted to throw it out, but it didn't feel right, and after thinking about it seriously, a rainy technique, the small water balloon was pinched into a fine mist, turned into a sky full of water droplets, and threw it out. Immediately after that, he pinched a wind word in his right hand, and then with a slight wave, a breeze was generated out of thin air, blowing the fine mist in the sky farther away.
At the moment when Hua Feiyang threw it out, in the eyes of others, Yiyi didn't stand still and fell a dog to chew, but Hua Feiyang, who was standing in front, saw that Yiyi was like a puppy, with a mouth grown, stretched out his tongue, and licked around in the air with dead energy, and his small appearance was very cute.
Time passed minute by minute, and the whole corn field was still a green gauze tent, without much change, and another breeze blew, making a rustling sound.
"Failed?" Hua Feiyang was a little unconfident, a little unconvinced, and a little disappointed.
Just when everyone's eyes were focused on Yiyi, who was inhaling heavily, the old farmer's eyes suddenly widened. "Su ...... Corn!" the old farmer stumbled and pointed to the field, and everyone followed the old farmer's fingers, and their eyes widened and their mouths grew.
Take Hua Feiyang as the origin of radiation, from near to far. The long pole of corn slowly and quickly jumped upwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, growing to the height of a man. The old farmer knew that this was the height at which the corn should be ripe.
Just when everyone thought that this was the end, the corn, which was still green, began to become slightly red, slowly green and red, slowly red with blue, slowly light red, and slowly gradually into deep red. Within 5 minutes, a few corns close to Hua Feiyang's side completed the journey that originally took more than a month to complete.
As the breeze drifted away, the mist spread farther and farther, and the whole corn field slowly spread from green to red, from light red to dark red, as if infected with the plague.
Looking at the place where the water vapor floated by, the corn forest seemed to have been painted with the red in the hand of the painting master, and where the water vapor did not drift to, the corn forest was still green. Everyone present, including Hua Feiyang himself, was stunned, they didn't expect the effect to be so good!
After waiting for a while, after making sure that the corn would not change again. The old farmer immediately ran over, broke the husk of the corn, put it in his mouth, and chewed it a few times. From the appearance, this corn grain is full, round and jade, from the taste of the fragrance is pleasant, the aroma is tangy, at first glance it is the top grade.
"God, god!" The old farmer knelt down in front of Hua Feiyang, and pulled his little grandson to kneel down, making a big gift of throwing himself to the ground. The little grandson was also ignorantly grabbed by his grandfather and kowtowed, for miracles, it is true that it cannot be blasphemed.
"Old man, old man, what are you doing?" Hua Feiyang, who was a person in two lifetimes, had never experienced such an experience, and was a little hurried for a while. And Hua Feiyang's accompanying Hua Tianyi, Yiyi, Hua An and others looked at Hua Feiyang's eyes with complicated eyes, but they were full of respect.
It is said that it takes three generations to cultivate an aristocrat, which Hua Feiyang agrees with, and there are still great differences between nouveau riche and nobles in terms of cultural heritage, personal relationships, and personal temperament. Hua Feiyang is a small dealer on the earth by nature, and he has not been in contact with this set of nobles. came to the Kunlun Continent, but only accepted part of the memory, so Hua Feiyang's soul is still a grassroots one, and he does not have the cultivation of the noble lord who did not panic when he saw Mount Tai collapse.
Hua Tianyi looked at Hua Feiyang, who was helping the old farmer up, he knew that the young master had changed. Before he was assigned, it was impossible for Hua Feiyang to care about the untouchables, even if there were frozen bones on the road, Hua Feiyang would not have looked at it a few months ago, and maybe he would ridicule him. Of course, this is not just the young master, but the young people of the entire imperial capital.
Seeing the young master helping the old farmer up in a panic, Hua Tianyi felt ...... That's great!
Hua Tianyi knew that there were many capable people on the continent, and even some families could have the talent to control plants, but to be able to control the growth process of such a large area, it seemed that only the legendary elf clan could do it, could it be that the young master was really the illegitimate son of the elf empress, right? Hua Tianyi thought secretly in his heart, and then felt that he should slap himself in the mouth.
Hua Feiyang's parents, Hua Tianyi knows it well, and even Hua Feiyang was born, they were all guarded by Hua Tianyi, and there is no possibility of being dropped, so where did the young master's amazing talent and skills come from? Could it be that he was beaten by the people arranged by the patriarch, and if he beat him harder, he would be able to grow himself! If so, should the people around him experiment with it? Isn't it just right for Hua An!
Hua Tianyi looked at Hua An and thought about the problem, Hua An felt that he was stared at by his uncle so that his hairs stood on end......
At noon, I still ate at the old farmer's house, but I replaced it with corn that has just ridied today. In the eyes of everyone's admiration, Hua Feiyang took the broken bowl and chopsticks, and a solid bowl of spiky corn, with a few green vegetable strips that Hua Feiyang couldn't name.
Under everyone's gaze, Hua Feiyang took a bite of rice into his mouth, to be honest, it was as unpalatable as ever, but he was finally full, wasn't it! Seeing Hua Feiyang start, everyone else also ate, and Al and Yiyi ate the most delicious among them.
"Uncle, you say, if such a large corn field is cooked, how many people can be enough and how long will it take?" Hua Feiyang squatted on the ground, stuffing something in his mouth, while talking.
Hearing Hua Feiyang's question, the old farmer felt that he put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, stood up, and replied respectfully, "Master Fairy, this large piece of corn was originally for 10,000 people to eat for a year, of course, it has been deserted for a while, but according to the old man's estimate, it is not a problem to have enough for seven or eight thousand people to eat for a year." ”
The old farmer has completely regarded Hua Feiyang as a fairy, Hua Feiyang said a few times to relax, the old farmer agreed on the surface, and then turned his head and what to do.
Hearing this, Hua Feiyang was relieved. In the land of chaos, there are still a few corn fields, and this time Zhang Fugui took himself to the largest corn field, just to see how far the grain can be produced.
A small water balloon basically ripens all the corn of the old farmer's family (how does it feel like the same effect as a powerful feed), how many water balls and water droplets are needed to ripen into patches of corn fields, Hua Feiyang silently calculated in his heart.
Before returning home, Hua Feiyang instructed the old man that he would arrange someone to help him harvest the corn field tonight, and then turned to ask Hua Tianyi how high he could lift himself.
Hua Tianyi: "Young Master, what do you want to ......" Hua Feiyang: "The Buddha can't say it!"