"I'm so tired. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Fang Hong slept until the afternoon before waking up from his sleep. At this time, his spirit was still a little weak, but it was much better than before.

He pushed open the door, and no one was home. Not only is his father not there, but even Yin Chuan doesn't know where to go. He had to pick up the green salt himself, scoop some water from the water tank into the basin, and bring it to the courtyard, ready to wash up.

"Boom. A red jujube fell from the sky and happened to fall into his basin. There is a jujube tree in their yard, but yesterday, the jujube was only the size of a fingernail.

And the jujube in front of me is the size of more than half an egg, red as if it has been soaked in blood, and it is densely covered with dots of Venus, which looks like a delicate work of art.

"Click. Fang Hong took a bite, and a sweet juice overflowed into his mouth. Crisp, sweet, refreshing, vaguely mixed with a bit of sourness, but it does not affect the taste at all, but tastes a little more.

"Is this the jujube produced by the Five Grain Harvest Technique? He swallowed the date in a few bites, and for a while he couldn't help it, and picked a dozen more from the tree, and his stomach was a little swollen before he stopped.

Eating fruit on an empty stomach like he usually makes your stomach very uncomfortable. But he didn't feel anything today, he just felt that his stomach was very solid, like he had eaten rice.

When he had finished washing, he went out and walked about, and the whole village was now empty, and all adults and children, men, women, and children, had gone to the fields. Those who have strength take up their sickles and go to harvest, and those who have little strength carry a basket and pick up some spilled ears of rice.

Now it is necessary to harvest the ripe crops as soon as possible, and the grain can only be reassured when it reaches one's own home.

Because of the lack of manpower during the busy farming period, Fang Dayuan also sent Ah Cai and Ah Gui out. The two are strong and strong, and one person can top two or three young men. Yin Chuan was carrying two large baskets with some food in them.

Fang Fu has always been extremely generous to his tenants, and whenever they are busy with farming, they will always provide rice and steamed buns to the tenants, and sometimes, they can even see meat. Therefore, the tenant farmers in the village are extremely grateful to Fang Dayuan, and they are also full of enthusiasm when doing things.

In just half a day's work, a lot of rice had been harvested, and some people kept putting it on top of the wheelbarrow and sending it to the threshing floor.

Because the rice is already ripe, the villagers hope that it will not rain anymore, because when it rains, there will be no way to thresh, and after a long time, it will become moldy.

"Young Master, you're up. Yin Chuan was holding a kettle and was pouring water for the tenant door, and when he saw Fang Hong coming, he quickly wiped the sweat on his head and said happily.

"Yin Chuan, pour me a bowl of water, this hellish weather is really hot. Although it was already August, the day was still hot, and Fang Hong's lips were already a little dry when he walked from home to the field. The tenants were even hotter, and their bodies were almost wet with sweat.

This is also something that can't be helped, in previous years, the rice harvest was in September, but this year is different, Fang Hong used his magic power to ripen the rice in advance, so the harvest began in August.

"Here, young master. Yin Chuan took a clean porcelain bowl and poured it full for Fang Hong, and the clear well water collided in the white porcelain bowl, splashing a lot of water.

Fang Hong was really thirsty, so he picked up the bowl and poured it into his mouth, rolling his throat a few times. Because of the long exposure to the scorching sun, the water has become warm, and although it is not pleasant to drink, it is very comfortable to drink.

"This is all thanks to the kindness of the land lord, I have lived for more than 50 years, and I have never seen such a good thing, the rice matures overnight, and no matter how big the drought is, it can be carried over. "On the ridge stood a lean old man, whose hair was half white, but in good spirits, and with a sickle in his hand, who cut the rice as well as the young man.

"You are too polite...... Fang Hong's first reaction was to thank him, and he was about to be polite, when suddenly, he realized something, and quickly swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"By the way, the crops in this field are okay, has the yield decreased?" Fang Hong used to be indistinguishable from grains, and he also now has the growth of rice in this field whether it is good or not.

"Hey, you said that this land lord is really powerful, I have never seen such a big ear, basically the yield of an acre of land is more than fifty catties in the past, you see, this ear, yo, it is heavy in your hand. As soon as he talked about food, the old man immediately became interested, pulled out a rice stalk from the side, and pulled it carefully with his hand.

"That is to say...... Is it okay?" Fang Hong was also happy when he heard the old man's words, this was the first time he had done a good deed seriously, although others didn't know that he did it, but this energy was really refreshing.

"How can it be called a success? Look elsewhere, there is no better rice in the world, this grain of rice is as big as a mung bean. The old man smiled, put the ears of rice in his hand, and rubbed them back and forth with his rough hands a few times, and the crystal rice broke away from the shell, looking strange and beautiful.

"That's good, that's good, ahaha. Fang Hong's heart was even more excited, although he forcibly wanted to show calmness, but everyone could see that his mouth was about to grin to the root of his ears.

Only Yin Chuan looked at his young master with a strange expression, what is going on? In the past, the young master was too lazy to care about these things, why did he become interested in rice today?

Fang Hongcai didn't care what Yin Chuan thought, he crossed his waist, raised his eyes and looked around, and all he saw was a yellow and clear color, like gold.

In fact, in the eyes of the peasants, these things are more important than gold. You can't eat or drink that thing about gold, and in a famine year, you'll starve to death with a lot of gold. Therefore, nothing is as good as food.

At this time, Fang Hong's heart was full of a sense of achievement. These things were all created by him, and although they only benefited one village, at least they saved hundreds of people from starving to death.

He didn't have a clear idea of the position of the land god before. He is the young master of the Fang family, he doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking, and the land god is located in him, which can even be said to be dispensable. But when he found that he could influence the lives of so many people with a little power at hand, he realized his value.

Perhaps, I can do more.

Thank you He Xiaoqi for your reward, touch the big, and ask for a collection recommendation by the way......