found a good room for Teacher Dabai, and Jiang Sibai was ready to sleep with anticipation.

He didn't care about the noise outside, but the noise in his heart made him sleepless.

At the last chance, he has already seized half of it, or more than half of it!

He can be sure that he has finally become the one who is 'determined'.

He can get in touch with the world of cultivation, which is a new game in life for him.

It has been sixteen years since he came to this world, and Jiang Sibai is desperate for the productivity and entertainment enjoyment that this world is still in its infancy.

This world is simply a cage for him, so that he has no expectations for the rest of his life.

Fortunately, he later learned that there were immortals in this world!

That's different.

His thoughts were chaotic, and it wasn't until the chaotic sounds outside had subsided that Jiang Sibai gradually calmed down.

His mind was actually tired from the chaos of his thoughts, and after a moment of relaxation, he entered a rather subtle ethereal state.

He didn't think of anything, but there was a white light in the darkness before him.

It's just that at this moment, his heart was ethereal, so naturally he didn't care about this, and after a while, he fell asleep completely.

Early the next morning, he diligently got up before dawn.

After all, Mo Shangdao said that it is best to breathe in the morning sun at the moment of sunrise, and it is best to refine and refine qi at the same time.

It's just that he was about to find a good place to Tuna, but he was dragged outside by Steward Zhong to see last night's loss.

He couldn't help it, so he could only be dragged to the burned grain stack with blank eyes.

All that's left here is ashes and mud.

Even if there is any corn that has not been burned, it has been soaked in water.

"Childe, look at this...... What can I do about it? ”

Jiang Sibai turned his head blankly, and then repeated: "What can I do?" ”

Steward Zhong sighed heavily, as if he was the one who lost the most.

In the end, he said: "Until now, I can only wronged my son to eat old rice, and then save money to make up for a year." ”

Jiang Sibai nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes." ”

The perfunctory attitude is simply clear at a glance.

Steward Zhong was very accustomed to this perfunctory, but he then came back to his senses.

It seems that what he just said is not bad from what Jiang Sibai said last night when he learned that it was on fire.

So is it worthy of Gongzi Xiaobai, and is it worthy of the bearing of the bloodline of the Ji royal family?

Steward Zhong then put this little admiration behind him, and then said bitterly: "Childe, how can your heart be so big!" ”

"The old slave's heart, the old slave's heart is really uncomfortable!"

Jiang Sibai was speechless for a moment.

Well, seeing that the sun has risen, there is no hope for his morning class.

So I could only squat next to the pile of grass and ashes and ponder for a while, and then I had a whim: "Old Zhong, choose me an acre of land, and I will cultivate it myself next year." ”

Steward Zhong was startled, and he asked, "What's going on, how can the son of a daughter do this coolie?" ”

Jiang Sibai waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I got the inside news, the test of Luoyun Wonderland in the next three years is farming, and I will definitely not lose this time!" ”

When Steward Zhong heard this, he showed an expression of hatred for iron but not steel.

He said, "My son, why haven't you stopped this idleness?" ”

"Look at your brothers, which one of them has long been a Jiang son, and which one is not a group of wives and concubines who have even had children around their knees?"

"Although those immortal methods are magical, they are too hard and difficult after all."

"Isn't it good to be a son, to be a king in the future, to have more children and have a good life?"

Jiang Sibai ignored this, he just said: "I can worship the immortal gate, then I have to ask Steward Zhong to take care of these places for me." ”

"But now we still need an acre of land to cultivate."

He was still talking to himself, not listening to Steward Zhong's words at all.

Then his heart lit up and said: "It's better to do this, I'll reclaim an acre of land on this land, it's just close to Zhuangzi, and it saves me from running back and forth." ”

Steward Zhong had to reluctantly keep up with his son's train of thought when he heard this, and then he still persuaded bitterly: "Childe, we decided to set up a Zhuangzi here because this place is a hardened dry land suitable for building houses. ”

"If you want to farm, I'll find you a good field right away, so why bother cultivating here?"

After speaking, he was stunned for a moment, as if he was against his son-in-law's farming just now?

Jiang Sibai felt that it made sense when he heard this, and then said: "Okay, then find me a piece of land on the edge of the water, and then help me transport all these ashes, these are all good things for raising land." ”

Steward Zhong asked in surprise, "Raising land?" ”

Obviously, there was no concept of composting land in this era.

Jiang Sibai waved his hand casually and said, "You don't have to worry about that, just arrange one acre of land for me." ”

"By the way, find me some old farmers, I have to ask them about their farming experience."

Jiang Sibai has been able to 'learn everything' over the years, and the most important thing is to be able to 'ask questions without shame'.

In addition, it is the amount of knowledge and flexible thinking that he has exercised in the flood of information in his previous life.

Soon he summoned the old peasants and humbly asked the old peasants in the village about their ideas for farming.

As a result, he found that the experience of the old farmers was mainly focused on summarizing the changes in the local weather, and that farming was about sprinkling a handful of seeds and letting them grow wildly.

It's really just watching the sky and eating.

It seems that he doesn't have much of a good experience with farming.

However, he is still very humble to learn from the old farmers the experience of observing the time of day, and truly achieve 'thieves do not go empty'.

In the past two days, he has been talking with the old farmers and preparing the compost, but he has forgotten about Mr. Dabai.

As a result, when I looked back and remembered it after being busy for a while, I found that Mr. Dabai was mixing skillfully with the aunt in the kitchen.

"Childe, where did you bring back the big dog, you are so obedient, and you will catch a pheasant for me!"

Jiang Sibai looked at Teacher Dabai, who was holding a chicken leg bone and gnawing happily, and had a further understanding of its survivability.

This is a fox who wants to evolve himself into a dog!

Speechless, he slid past the door again and ignored it, then went back to his room to look for his 'formal suit'.

Tomorrow, I have to go to Ji Cheng to meet my father, and I have to dress a little more elegantly.

At the same time, you have to prepare yourself with a sword.

Or rather, what sword he brings with him is far more important than what clothes he wears.

Since he began to learn forging, he has shown an extraordinary interest in sword forging, and three years of sword training has made him develop a great love for swordsmanship.

He opened the sword box and carefully selected, and finally chose an unopened long sword with a blade three fingers wide and three feet and two minutes (about 80 centimeters) long.

This sword is called 'Fangzheng', which is a ritual sword specially built by Jiang Sibai for himself.

With the elaborately carved scabbard, it is enough to reflect his aristocratic status.