Twenty-eight days later.

Twenty-eight days, nearly a month, in this month, not only did many people pass the test and obtain the exercises, but there were also several more topics for discussion in Boiling Spring Village.

The most important news was the announcement made by the village chief, Qiu Wuyi, that when the crops were ripe, the two villages would hold a grand ceremony to celebrate the harvest, but these were secondary, and the real shock was that there was also a ceremony to award weapons to the whole village.

The former is very common, and many places have the custom of celebrating the harvest, and Boiling Spring Village is no exception, and it is occasionally held when the former lord Shi Tian is still alive, but the ceremony of awarding weapons is very remarkable.

In fact, this is also a trick that Qiu Wuyi dug out of the previous records, so the villagers are more receptive to this method and do not regard it as an additional gift.

The ritual of awarding weapons often precedes the war, and the citizens who are lords will grant some stronger weapons to the people who participate in the war, so that they naturally have stronger combat power. The reason why the villagers do not regard it as a gift is naturally because they are likely to die in battle, and it is natural to go out with good weapons.

But now there is no war to fight, but the ceremony can still be held, as long as it is said that it is for the sake of fighting in the future, and the villagers also accepted Qiu Wuyi's explanation.

In addition, there is another piece of news that is not big or small for the villagers, but it is particularly important to Qiu Wuyi.

That is, outsiders finally appeared in the village.

This matter also starts with Qiu Wuyi ordering Meng Lian to make weapons.

Naturally, a lot of materials are needed to make weapons, and there are actually a lot of iron ingots in the village, but most of them have to pay taxes, there is only one blacksmith, and there is only one furnace, if everything is called to Meng Lian, it is estimated that it will die of overwork in less than ten days.

The iron ore in the mine can be transported continuously, the problem is efficiency, and one person can't do it.

In the end, Qiu Wuyi still decided to exchange weapons for ready-made iron ingots, and a batch of inventory made by Meng Lian before was loaded into the car, along with a long sword mixed with sword god gold, and the convoy went to Leiyan Village, which took about ten days to go back and forth, which is the so-called neighboring village.

But I don't know what the people who went said it, after bringing back a large number of iron ingots, Lei Yan Village also sent a few people, nominally to know the new citizens, the person who came is also a citizen, named Xu Cang, who stayed in Boiling Spring Village for a few days, accompanied by Qiu Wuyi throughout the whole process, but it was not a big deal, it is estimated that he came to investigate.

Anyway, this person left with the other people of Leiyan Village after a few days, and he came and went quickly, so no one took him seriously. At the beginning, Qiu Wuyi was still worried that he would discover the secret of the Sword God Jin, who knew that this Xu Cang was more real than he imagined, and in retrospect, Qiu Wuyi even felt a little embarrassed.

In short, the "Autumn Harvest" festival in Boiling Spring Village began.

Theoretically, it's autumn now, and it's true that it's autumn according to the seasons of the land of Shura, but the hot earth doesn't get cooler because of the arrival of autumn.

The villagers gathered around the red soil next to the hot springs to plant crops, and in addition to potatoes, Qiu Wuyi also asked Meng Lian to try to plant all the various crops he brought with him, trying to see who could survive.

The results were terrible.

Looking at the sea of green formed by the gathering of miscellaneous plants, even Qiu Wuyi himself was a little dizzy.

Not only potatoes grow, but also beans, wheat and other grains, as well as pepper, pepper, nutmeg, sour horn and other spices commonly used by pirates, especially sour horn, it is also called tamarind, is a plant that grows on trees, is considered by many pirates to be a good medicine for many common minor ailments, is also their favorite sour sauce, this custom may be related to the pirates who plundered spices in the southern seas in the past.

The crops planted in the red soil seem to have passed through time, only a month, the wheat and beans are fully ripe, the same is true of the peppers, the peppers that need to grow for a long time, the nutmeg and the sour horns, although they have not borne fruit, have grown trees.

Unexpectedly, the barren land of Shura turned out to be a treasure of feng shui for cultivation, and all the crops became bigger, just like black potato beans on the sand.

"Let's get started. ”

Qiu Wuyi nodded, the surprise in his heart could not be calmed down for a long time, what kind of world is this? Are the inhabitants strong or weak, and whether the conditions are rich or bad? Nothing can be judged unilaterally.

"Yes!"

Under Meng Lian's instructions, the villagers in charge of the excavation cut down a "potato tree" that was three or four meters high, and no matter how you look at it, you can feel that the huge potato tree that is so elaborate that it simply exudes demonic pressure, making Qiu Wuyi's heart hang in the air all the time.

It's too big, such a big guy, it's completely mutated, I really don't know if the original toxicity of potatoes will change with it. The changes in beans and wheat are obvious, but the changes in potatoes are in the ground, and they can't be dug up and checked casually, so Qiu Wuyi is the most worried about it.

The villagers began to carefully dig up patches of soil to keep the tubers intact as much as possible, and soon, when the two villagers pulled out a potato the size of a water tank from the soil, Qiu Wuyi finally realized that this was not a dream.

As long as it can be grown, it seems that it will be huge in the red soil of the land of Shura, and the ripening time will be reduced to a very short time, if this is not a treasure land, then what else can be called a treasure land?

The potatoes the size of the water tank were carried in front of Qiu Wuyi by the two villagers, and they were put down respectfully, and the behemoth that was still stained with the fragrance of the earth was displayed in front of Qiu Wuyi.

The villagers were also very interested in this wonderful crop, before that, the only suitable thing in the village was the highly poisonous black potato beans, which was no problem to fill their stomachs, but it did not help the cultivation, and even harmed, many people were looking forward to new crops, but it was too difficult to find seeds. It's not because there are no seeds in other villages, it's just because the people who have lived in Boiling Spring Village for generations don't know where to produce them, or even the location of villages further away.

In the vast desert, it is difficult to repay the act of luck, so Qiu Wuyi met the traveler who was only one step away from returning to his hometown.

Now, his dream has come true.

Qiu Wuyi's hands lightly pressed on both sides of the huge potato, slowly inputting electricity into it, was this an accident? Or was it the domination of some kind of power in the dark? Although it could only be used to grow crops now, Qiu Wuyi always felt that the land of the Land of Shura might play an unexpected role at some point in the future.

"Huh, it's so fragrant!"

"What does it taste like? It's so much more fragrant than bean cake!"

As the potatoes began to emit a trace of white smoke, the strange aroma also penetrated the noses of the villagers, and for the villagers who had hardly been exposed to other foods other than black potato bean cakes and monster meat, a fresh grain must be outstanding.

Before the power was on, Qiu Wuyi had confirmed the color of the potatoes, and they were not green, which proved that there would not be too many toxins, and planting potatoes might damage the fields, but was the red soil in this Shura Country really so easy to damage?

Potatoes of the same size were lifted and grilled between the firewood, and the same fragrance came out from under the black skin, and for a while, the whole world was covered with a warm atmosphere.

"Village chief, this is followed by a sword ceremony, followed by a tasting of new crops. ”

Meng Lian said behind Qiu Wuyi, and it happened that the special electric baked potatoes in Qiu Wuyi's hand were almost burned.

"Pick it up. ”

Qiu Wuyi said to the young man in front of him, and the cart protected by the four young men was slowly pushed up, and the cart was covered with thick black animal skins.

"Huh!"

Qiu Wuyi stretched out his hand to lift the animal skin covered by the cart, and a wave of large and small inhalation sounds rang out like a tide.

"Oh my God...... That's really...... It's really a weapon of the sword god gold......"

Among the villagers, an older man stared at a pair of eyes that were still shining, and his astonishment could no longer describe his mood at this moment.

Although there have been such rumors, after all, Qiu Wuyi has not personally said what kind of weapon it is, and no one except Meng Lian knows that there is such a huge piece of Sword God Gold, so although the villagers know that Qiu Wuyi has obtained a little Sword God Gold, but in their imagination, the amount of Sword God Gold is definitely not enough to use it like this.

Although only a little bit of Sword God Gold is needed to enhance the power of a weapon, if the color of the weapon is changed, the amount of Sword God Gold added must not be too small.

Throughout the cart, all the weapons were colored red and black.

"Brother, that piece of sword god gold you picked up...... How big?"

"It shouldn't be such a big ......"

"The village chief ......"

"Well, that's the village chief. ”

Such a conversation appeared in the crowd, and many people now thought that as long as it was related to the village chief, all kinds of incredible things did not seem so uncanny. The exercises that were distributed to everyone, the strange seeds that had never been seen before, and the weapons, all these were things that the village chief had brought with them, and they were not even treasures that a subordinate should have.

Qiu Wuyi's hope has long been erected high in the hearts of the villagers, and it is absolutely unshakable, if anyone dares to question the village chief's thoughts, it must be wrong.

"Village Chief!

Before Qiu Wuyi could begin to distribute weapons according to the heads, a young man who had stayed at the village outpost suddenly ran over excitedly, as if something good had happened to be celebrated.

"What's the matter?"

Qiu Wuyi felt that things were not so simple, although this guy's red face didn't look like a bad thing.

"War! The war has begun!"

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