Chapter 9: The Future of Arden
"Chumeng Holy Bag, is that the name of this treasure?"
Bai Luo: "The level is the lowest, and miracles also have levels?" Then according to this inference, there should be lower, middle, and upper levels. ”
"But it's the lowest, the lowest. ”
Bai Luo thought that 'I'm hungry' was a necessary password.
Now it seems that this is a condition of the contract, and after the completion of the contract, there is no need to be so troublesome.
"The miracle of being able to pour out seeds and small fruits, this ability is interesting to say, but it is useful。。。。。。 ”
"Wait!!"
Suddenly, Bai Luo realized something.
"That's not right!"
He hurriedly squatted, and then grabbed a handful of rice in his hand.
"This, this seems to be ... ”
Bai Luo looked at it carefully, and suddenly, Bai Luo realized the true function of this pocket: "Artifact, this thing, this thing is an artifact!!"
These rices, Bai Luo can't be mistaken, they belong to the same type of rice that Bai Luo had eaten in his previous life.
"Hybrid rice!And a few kinds of conventional rice that I've eaten before!!"
If he was still an ordinary person in his previous life, Bai Luo had never been to the ground, and he would definitely not be able to tell the difference between rice.
But Bai Luo has lived in this world for 20 years, he knows the crops here very well, and he has also cultivated the fields, so he can see at a glance that the varieties of these rice are extraordinary.
The Ardennes, and the people of the Iron Eagle Kingdom, grow a crop called 'Golden Wheat'.
It's a bit like wheat and gets its name because it's golden all over.
But this thing is not delicious, it needs to be ground into powder before it can be used, and the resulting thing is like a paste, and the taste is very poor.
As for the yield, it is about 150 catties per mu.
150 catties, one acre of land, two crops a year is only 300 catties. The soil in Arden Village is poor, and only about 200 catties of golden wheat can be grown every year.
Such low production, combined with heavy taxes, may not be enough to feed even one person.
Bailuo does not have modern fertilizers, and the quality of hybrid rice is destined to be strong.
Even if there is no fertilizer, it can't be worse than the Golden Fall Valley.
Because he had never planted it, Bai Luo didn't know how much grain could be grown after these rice grains were used as seeds.
"It's not just rice. ”
"And tomatoes, sweet potatoes, potatoes... ”
Potatoes reproduce with tubers, but that doesn't mean it doesn't have seeds.
If the seeds of the plants that Bai Luo had eaten could be poured out of his pocket, Bai Luo could imagine: "The miracle that can make people eat well, this thing... ”
Artifact!
This pocket deserves to be a nongben artifact!
As long as he gave it time, Bai Luo could even move most of the crops from his previous life to this world.
"With the seeds, the first crops can be planted and then they can be bred. ”
"Uh... ”
Bai Luo suddenly hesitated: "But in this way, will the seeds be taken away?"
If Bai Luo poured out the seeds and planted crops, and the outsiders only stole some of the grain, would they be able to improve their agricultural level?
"Huh?"
The First Sprout Sacred Bag seemed to sense Bai Luo's concern, and it gave Bai Luo some information back: "Can I order the seeds poured out of the pocket to grow only in the places I have specified?"
Miracles belong to the master, and they only obey the master's orders.
Therefore, as long as Bai Luo stipulates that the seeds poured out of the pocket and the future generations of the crops can only be grown within the confines of Arden Village.
Then even if it is sold, it will not be able to be planted successfully by outsiders.
"Miracle, thoughtful indeed. ”
Bai Luo didn't expect that the Chu Meng Holy Bag also had such an ability: "The power that only belongs to one person, no wonder the person who has a miracle will be called the master of miracles, I see." ”
Bailuo had been worried about the food problem of the Ardenians.
Now with this pocket, the food it pours out every day can meet the urgent needs of the people of Arden.
Once the planting is successful, expand the harvest so that Bai Luo has enough grain in his hands.
There are too many people in the Iron Eagle Kingdom, because of the harsh criticism of the superiors, they are starving and cold, Bai Luo can rely on food to envelop them, and then develop his power step by step.
"Let's go back and talk to my uncle. ”
Bai Luo chose to conceal the existence of the Black Book, but he didn't have to hide this pocket, and it was impossible for him to hide it.
Uncle and Inya are both Bai Luo's most trusted people.
Even if people all over the world betrayed Bai Luo, they would unswervingly guard his side.
After the uncomfortable hanging, Bai Luo is now very happy and a little excited.
Because he got the miracle that his uncle said was difficult to get, he changed from an ordinary person to a miracle master with an artifact.
Especially when he knows the ability of the pocket, he is a perfect match for him as a traverser.
Imagine if someone else got the First Sprout Bag, what would he be able to pour out?
It can't improve crops, it's on its own.
But the crops that Bai Luo ate in his previous life have been specially cultivated by countless modern agronomists.
It's not just that. ’
Bai Luo looked at the black book, the blank space from the second to the tenth page: 'Does the fact that there are so many pages in this book mean that it can help me find more miracles?'
As soon as he thought of this possibility, Bai Luo couldn't help but smile: "I can't be too happy, after all, I don't know if it's the same as I thought." ’
"Be calm. ”
"Steady, can't wave!"
The appearance of the golden finger made Bai Luo excited, but he quickly suppressed this feeling.
Twenty years after coming to this world, Bai Luo was no longer an ordinary person in his previous life, he took a deep breath and returned to his usual steady.
"Now, we have to find a way to get the paddy back. ”
It is impossible for Bai Luo to abandon the 100 kilograms of rice.
Not to mention that the Arden people are poor, even if they have money, they will never be able to buy such good things.
"But now, it's not very convenient, and I don't have a container. ”
If he was not injured, 100 kilograms was a weight of two hundred catties, Bai Luo carried it with one hand, and he would not be red or out of breath after walking ten miles.
But now, Bai Luo is injured, and some of his heart is more than enough.
Therefore, he planned to go back to the village first and have people bring the grain back.
As for whether it will be distributed to the Arden people immediately, and how it will be divided, Bai Luo plans to ask his uncle.
"Brother Bailuo~~~"
Just as Bai Luo was thinking like this, Miya, who had left earlier, ran over again.
The little girl is very close to Inya, and when she was three or four years old, she often followed the girl behind her and played with Inya.
So Miya is also very close to Bai Luo.
"Mia!"
Bai Luo smiled: "It's just in time, can you find someone to help me move this pile of things back?"
Bai Luo's leg is still injured, if it is weight-bearing, the strength of the arm is enough, but it is too inconvenient to walk.
"What is this, Brother Bai Luo?"
Miya noticed the pile of grain beside Bai Luo, 100 kilograms, for a little girl of eight or nine years old, it was not a question of whether it sank or not, it could crush her to death.
Even with the physique of the Ardenians, it is impossible for Xiao Miya to carry it.
How much does 100 kg weigh?
A bucket of mineral water, the kind of big bucket on the water dispenser, is about 18 kilograms.
In other words, the rice here is about the same as 6 barrels of mineral water.
And this place is about 1 kilometer away from Bailuo's house, and Miya alone is definitely not enough to bring them back.
"This... ”
Bai Luo didn't know how to explain the rice, the golden drop grain and the rice did not grow the same.
Moreover, the yield per mu of Jinluo Valley in the village last year was only 50 catties, and now it has long been exhausted.
"This is my newfound food, you ask the children in the village to help me bring it back, I will treat you to eat this tonight. ”
Bai Luo asked the children in the village to help because they were simple-minded.
Even if you eat rice, you will only think that it is a fresh food, and you will not think much about it.
Bai Luo wasn't on the lookout for the Ardenians, he just didn't know how to explain it to them.
The old man is well-informed, so the specific matter should be decided after he comes back and asks the old man's opinion.
Bai Luo is past the age of impulsiveness.
When he went out on an adventure, he couldn't help but kill a profiteer who deceived people too much, but he hurt himself and his senior sister and fled for several days.
Since then, Bai Luo has tried to think twice before taking action.
Of course, the premise is not to touch Bailuo's bottom line.
If he really couldn't bear it anymore, Bai Luo would still choose to kill.
"No, no, I'll go find Abaddon and my brother right now. ”
Where would Miya accept these foods, which could help Bai Luo, she couldn't ask for it.
After all, over the years, Bai Luo has always taken care of their brothers and sisters.
"Alright, there you go. ”
Bai Luo didn't insist, he touched the girl's head and watched the other party leave.
Soon, Mia found a boy, along with her brother Shoster.
"Moving things... ”
Hearing that he was going to move things again, Shuster's face turned pale, his body was weak and embarrassed.
"Haha, it's just moving things, what are you afraid of?"
Abaddon is 10 years old, and although he is as old as Shoster, he is very strong and strong, and he is the child king of the village.
Of course, Abaddon is not a fat tiger.
He has a generous personality, is careful in his work, and is not very old, but even the old uncle praised this child, saying that he has the demeanor of a general.
"Brother Bailuo, is that all?"
"What is this?"
Abaddon asked, as he filled the rice on the ground with a cloth bag: "Shuster and Mia, you can help me pick up the small ones that have fallen on the ground, and you must pick them up." ”
The people of Arden are very poor, so they are very interested in food, and they are not willing to let go of even a grain of rice.
Abaddon didn't know about rice, but it was very similar to the golden wheat, and it was supposed to be grain.
Since it is food, it cannot be wasted, which is the fine character of the Arden people.
"Don't worry. ”
Abaddon smiled at Shoster, "I'll be enough for this alone." ”
Abaddon knew that Huster was not in good health, and every time the latter fainted, it was Abaddon who carried him back.
Also from Arden, although Abaddon is only 10 years old, his strength is much greater than that of ordinary adults, which shows his qualifications.
In another five or six years, when Abaddon is fully grown, he will definitely become a general under Bai Luo.
Miya was the same, all in one bag. ”
Abaddon had a lot of strength, and he alone resisted the task of carrying rice back.
"I'm here with a bag, too. ”
"Give me the bag. ”
Although Bai Luo was injured, he was not a squeamish person, but Abaddon said: "Brother Bai Luo, you are injured, let us do these things." ”
Like the Siester siblings, Abaddon was an orphan and survived by relying on Bai Luo and everyone to take care of him.
He wanted to repay the favor, but Bai Luo was very strong, and Abaddon was too small to help at all.
So even if it's just a small thing, the boy wants to give more.
"Hey, it's pretty heavy. ”
100 kilograms of things, even in a hemp bag, filled a whole 3.
Abaddon's face did not change and he put all of it on his back, and when he walked, he was even more vigorous and vigorous.
'The old little ghost has grown up. ’
Bai Luo looked at him walking forward quickly, as if he saw his former self: "I remember that time, my uncle also trained me like this." ’
Looking at Xiuster again, the child was looking at Abaddon's figure, and the envy in his eyes was clear to Bai Luo.
The blood of the Arden people is much better than that of ordinary people.
When Bai Luo first crossed over, he thought that the per capita level of this world was like this.
It wasn't until he went out for a break that he experienced the thrill of crushing.
The Ardenians are strong and natural warriors.
If it weren't for the poverty, the small population, and the lack of weapons and equipment, they wouldn't have been so poor.
Of course, the most important thing is the harsh criticism and persecution of the nobles of the Iron Eagle Kingdom.
I didn't know the history of the Arden people before, but now after listening to what my uncle said, Bai Luo finally understood the reason.
'Count of Thorns, Iron Eagle Kingdom, Iron Eagle King... ’
Bai Luo suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and he walked at the front of the group, taking Shuster and Xiao Miya together, and walked in the direction of the village.
Soon, the four of them came to Bai Luo's house.
Abaddon put the bag of rice at Bai Luo's house, and then, together with Miya, carefully helped Bai Luo to the house and sat down.
Later, the three children found some sacks and packed and bundled the rice in batches, and then sent all but one small bag of rice to the underground warehouse of Bai Luo's family.
"Call me next time you have an errand task, Brother Bai Luo. ”
At the end of the work, Abaddon was not tired at all, but was full of interest, and wanted to do it for another three days and three nights.
"Me too, me too. ”
Xiao Miya raised her hand happily, and Xiuster, the shy boy plucked up his courage: "If it's not too heavy, I can help." ”
Arden's current population is mostly children, and Abaddon is one of them.
This is a group of new generations who are eager to grow up quickly and do their part to protect the village and their families.
They are the future of the Ardenians ...