When I got home, it was almost noon, and Wang's father and mother should be back soon.

When I looked at the peach tree, I saw the rustling of dense branches and leaves, and then the palm of one hand picked a yellow-orange fruit with lightning speed.

Wang Xiaocong laughed, "Brother Luo, are you still picking?" ”

A head sticks out from the dense branches and leaves, and his face is black, and he doesn't know if it was wiped by dirty things, or if it was for Wang Xiaocong.

With a grin, Cousin Luo snorted, "You have no conscience, it's not a good thing you did!" Tell me, are you worthy of your cousin? All the good ones are picked, this is what people do? ”

Wang Xiaocong bared his teeth and smiled: "Yo, is this still not angry?" That's okay, I originally said to give you a little compensation, but now it's free, and when you get angry, I'll give it to you again, but I don't know if there will be some left. ”

Brother Luo's eyes widened, and only then did he notice that Wang Xiaocong was bulging, this is a lot of good things!

After three times and five divisions, Brother Luo quickly got down from the tree, rushed to Wang Xiaocong's side with a bang, and slapped Wang Xiaocong on the shoulder.

laughed arrogantly, raised his head and said: "What kind of nonsense is this, how can I, as a cousin, be angry with you, what kind of anger has not disappeared, is it okay to be angry at all?" ”

The corners of Wang Xiaocong's mouth twitched, and he stroked his forehead and said: "You really change your face fast enough, okay, just pick whatever you want, just when I honor you when you're old!" ”

Brother Luo's face darkened again, and then quickly dissipated, what he said, like how old I am, forget it, for the sake of food, spare your life!

Cousin Luo held a thought, was silent, and worked hard.

Wang Xiaocong looked at it, this can't be done, let this guy go down again, there must be no one left?

Immediately, Wang Xiaocong stopped his cousin's claws, and said helplessly: "Enough, I'm about to make you bald!" ”

Brother Luo smiled, holding a large number of "windfalls", and slipped into the house, as if he was afraid of being asked back by Wang Xiaocong.

Wang Xiaocong shook his head, he was very helpless to meet such a cheeky cousin.

When I entered the house, I washed the fruit, and when I saw that my father and mother hadn't come back yet, I just cooked lunch.

Without the permission of the old lady, the meat will definitely not be able to move.

On the wall of the kitchen, there are sun-dried leafy vegetables, and when you soak them in water, you can make a lot of them.

Then take out the pickles that have been pickled for a long time from the pickle jar, and the sour, salty and spicy taste hits the nose like a column of air, which is really a sour eye and nose, and the mouth is full of relish.

Holding a kitchen knife, he clucked pickles and leafy vegetables into slag, and carefully hooked a lard pan the size of a ring fingernail from a jar the size of a baby's head.

A look of distress appeared on his face, this lard was unusual.

The jar seems to be not small, but it was only half a jar in it at first, and until now, there is only about one-fifth of the jar left, and it seems that it is about to see the bottom.

So Wang Xiaocong is very wise, a little hook to owe the pot, otherwise if you are extravagant, let the old lady find out, and the ass will be broken for you.

Oil Xingzi popped in the firewood pot and exploded, Wang Xiaocong added a lot of firewood, the fire was blazing, and he threw a few wild peppercorns, wild ginger pieces, and dried pepper pieces into the pot.

The spatula quickly stirred, and the aroma became more and more intense, and as it reached a tip, the pickles and leaf residues were poured down.

With a bang, the bubbling white gas and fragrance came out, with salty and spicy, dark green, black and yellow vegetable foam churning in the oil pot, glowing with a faint oily light, which made people feel a sense of appetite at a glance.

The fire is raging, and fried pickles mixed with various aromas are born quickly.

As Wang Xiaocong turned off the fire, the spatula was lifted, and a plate of fragrant food was freshly cooked.

I took a deep breath into the plate, and my face was full of intoxication.

Put the dishes away, wash the pan and start cooking.

The yellow rice mixed with bran foam slowly comes out of the oven, and it is also fragrant.

So, when Wang's father and mother came home, they saw the hot meal and their son's smiling face, and they couldn't help but have a sour nose.

Dad Wang sniffled and said, "When my good son grows up, he can take the initiative to cook and eat." ”

Wang's mother had tears in her eyes, touched her son's head and said, "It's really good, it's just to put less oil in the future, it's a distressed ......"

Wang Xiaocong was silent, okay, what you said is right.

After a friendly and cordial exchange, I finished my meal comfortably and began my daily activities every afternoon, weaving bamboo.

The scorching sun was shining outside, and the many trees that were still bright and green in the early morning were all dazed at the moment, as if they had lost all their spirits and spirits, and were slaughtered in the fire.

……

In this afternoon, a family of three miraculously completed a hundred bamboo baskets as if with divine help.

Although there are only 75 high-quality bamboo baskets in the crossing, 33 have been completed today.

Twenty-five of them were woven by Wang's father and mother, and eight were woven by Wang Xiaocong.

And this time Wang Xiaocong didn't weave any more inferior products, and the rest were all ordinary level.

From this, it can be seen that Wang Xiaocong has made great progress in weaving, in just three days, he has changed from a little white weaving bamboo to a weaving master who is second to the average level of Wang Jiaao, but higher than that of ordinary bamboo vendors!

"Ding, task one, weaving bamboo, 80% completion, 75 high-quality products, 20 ordinary products, 5 inferior products, and 80 rewards for weaving experience."

In an instant, Wang Xiaocong felt as if he had been weaving bamboo for several years, more than ten years, and an inexplicable feeling was born with a pair of hands, as if as long as he touched the bamboo strips, he could easily weave exquisite bamboo.

Wang Xiaocong suddenly had great confidence at this moment, if he felt worse than his father and mother before, then now, his confidence is not bad!

In other words, in three days, Wang Xiaocong directly reached the average level of Wangjiaao!

Such a speed of progress made the couple can't help but glance at each other, full of shock.

Maybe it was just a joke to make Wang Xiaocong a bamboo master in Wangjiaao before, but now, this joke is very likely to become a reality.

A mixed mood spread from the bottom of my heart, and it was not until I was in a trance that I finished dinner in a daze that I gradually recovered.

"Perhaps, our family is going to get better!" The couple muttered in their hearts, who would have thought that their dolls would be so talented in weaving.

It can't even be said to be talent, but demonic!

Throughout the night, both Wang's father and Wang's mother and Wang Xiaocong were very excited, causing them to be a little lacking in energy the next day.

After eating a simple breakfast, Dad Wang patted Wang Xiaocong on the shoulder and said: "Do a good job, today you specialize in bamboo utensils, tomorrow we can take it to the errand, and then you practice for a few more days, maybe it will be the sixteenth bamboo master in Wangjiaao." ”

Wang Ma also looked at Wang Xiaocong with a kind face, with such a talented cub, what more could a husband ask for.

After telling Wang Xiaocong, the couple went out to the mountains to see if they could get some herbs or hunt to improve their lives.

In the mountains of the primitive environment, there are many pheasants, wild boars, mushrooms, and various herbs.

Of course, there are also dangerous insects, poisonous snakes, tigers, leopards, wild wolves, and so on.

But the people of Wangjiaao, who have long been accustomed to living in such an environment, have already figured out the laws of survival and how to deal with them.

The place where the frequency of tigers, leopards and wolves is high has long been designated as a forbidden area, and the area with many mushrooms, mushrooms, pheasants and wild boars is also demarcated early, and set up a trap in it, and go to see if there is a good harvest every once in a while.

If there is a harvest, everyone will be happy, and they can have a luxurious happy life.

No, there is no need to dwell on it, sooner or later the gifts of nature will favor them.

This time, Wang's father and mother just went to the mountains to see if there was any harvest in the arranged trap, and by the way, they picked some herbs and stored them, whether they were for their own use or sold out, it was a good choice.

After Wang's father and mother left, Wang Xiaocong made a few small bamboo baskets, and suddenly his eyes rolled, as if the seeds and soil he got yesterday were useless, do you want to try it?

As soon as he thought about it, Wang Xiaocong couldn't stay any longer, lifted the bamboo strips, and ran to the back mountain with a smoke.

"Well, I think I've seen a clearing around here before, so it's a good choice."

Wang Xiaocong muttered in his heart, and walked towards a clearing in the back mountain according to his memory.

All kinds of trees in the back mountain are abundant, verdant and green, some still hang green wild fruits, some can eat, the taste is good, the taste is not bad, the sour and astringent taste is extreme, and the teeth can be soured.

There are many that cannot be eaten, and have been passed down from generation to generation by the people of Wangjiaao to avoid children and even adults from eating indiscriminately, resulting in diarrhea and stomach pain, and even death.

Shuttling through the trees, the shadows and mist are vast, like a blessed land of immortals, ethereal and beautiful.

After a while, Wang Xiaocong came to a strange place.

In the middle is a square wasteland, the soil is yellow and black, with wisps of moisture, and you can tell at a glance that it is a fertile land.

But the strangeness and the weirdness are also here, it is a fertile field, but no plants grow on it, but the surrounding trees and plants are far more dense and full of life than in other places.

And this place was also discovered by Wang Xiaocong inadvertently when he was a child, don't look at it not far from home, but whether it is Wang's father, Wang's mother or Wang's second uncle's family, they didn't find it before Wang Xiaocong.

When Wang Xiaocong brought them here, they were all pleasantly surprised, after all, such a piece of fertile land was simply huge.

But to everyone's disappointment, no matter what they planted on it, they couldn't grow crops, and they had to give up in the end.

This time, Wang Xiaocong came here just to test whether the seeds and soil qualities that also appeared strangely could make this place his own orchard.

But what Wang Xiaocong didn't expect was that as soon as he arrived here, there was a dinging sound in his head, and he was stunned.

"If you find a low-level spiritual soil (spiritual state), you can use pure soil to improve it, and turn it into a low-level spiritual soil in a perfect state, which can be planted with any crop, and there is a certain probability that the crop will give birth to spiritual energy and turn into a spiritual plant, and the taste and effect will be greatly improved."

"Low, low-grade spiritual land? What's that? Wang Xiaocong muttered in a flurry voice.

But he didn't understand the low-level spiritual land, but he knew the next few words.

"This is really a very fertile treasure land, the crops grown are so magical, but why can't they be planted before? What's going on with this state of soul drawing? Wang Xiaocong asked.

At this time, Wang Xiaocong was extremely accepting of the strange sounds in his head from time to time, and he could even take the initiative to ask.

This voice seemed to be a little relieved that Wang Xiaocong had finally opened his mind, and immediately responded.

"The reason why I couldn't grow crops before is because in the state of spiritual extraction, any spiritual soil will absorb the vitality and aura of any crop, which will be used to improve itself, and only when it is completely formed, the state of spiritual cultivation will disappear, thus showing the role of spiritual soil."

"You can treat the spiritual land in the state of absorbing the spirit as an unformed spiritual land, and you also need to absorb external power."

"And the pure soil given by the long-term mission planting orchard contains a large amount of spiritual energy, which is enough to eliminate the soul absorbing state of this low-level spiritual soil."

Hearing the back, Wang Xiaocong said that he didn't understand, but he was shocked inexplicably, and asked to tell him directly how to use it.

The voice was silent for a moment, and then said mechanically: "Just like ordinary land use, just put the crops down." ”

Wang Xiaocong smiled, "It's so simple, just say no, and make so many detours." ”

This voice was speechless for a long time, as if it was autistic, isn't it the question you asked? Let me explain it to you, if you don't understand, you can blame me?