Ji Rong walked towards Andingfang City.

Walking on the streets of Fang City, there are acquaintances who greet him all the way, and some vendors are also skilled in serving their best goods.

"Brother Rong is back."

"Uncle Rong, these two jade bone pig loins are fresh, I didn't sell the spirit stones given to them by others, they were specially left to honor you, take them well."

"Uncle Ji, take the fresh milky fruit back and give it to the lady and young master to taste."

"Brother Rong - I haven't come to see people for a long time, people miss you......"

Ji Rong put the goods sent by the vendors into the storage ring one by one, and rubbed a handful of oil on the nun in front of the hook bar.

Only then did he walk back to the door of his big mansion with three entrances and three exits with a spring breeze on his face.

In this Andingfang City, he is also a figure with a head and a face.

Although the strength is not the strongest, it is not low either.

And relying on his connections in the inner gate of the Divine Consciousness Sect and his position in the outer gate, the owner of the workshop has to sell him a little face.

That's why those low-level monks are so stammering and flattering to him.

Pushing the door in, a young man stepped forward with a flattering face, "Dad, you're back." ”

This is his eldest son, who has no spiritual roots, just an ordinary person.

Their family does not recruit servants, and the chores are all done by those three children who have no spiritual roots.

It can be regarded as making the best use of things, which is better than eating dry rice.

He took out a bag of spiritual rice from the storage ring and threw it to his eldest son.

"Let's go cook, make more of the spiritual rice you just harvested today, and give a small bowl to the three of you."

The eldest son looked excited, patted his ass for a while, and then ran into the kitchen with Lingmi on his shoulder.

At this time, a bewitching woman walked out of the east wing with a three-year-old fat boy in her arms.

This fat boy's eyes are dripping, and he is very clever at first glance.

said excitedly: "Master, our Gui'er has been able to write the entire "Burning Heaven Gong" silently. ”

"I had some practice this afternoon, and I think maybe he will be able to get started in another year or two."

Ji Rong was overjoyed, this fat boy was his favorite youngest son Ji Gui.

Three-color spirit roots, among which the fire spirit root is the most prominent, and it may become a fire cultivator in the future.

And he is gifted and intelligent, and can read a thousand words at the age of one.

The physique is still faintly extraordinary, and he has an adult-like amount of food at a young age.

In his opinion, his youngest son is definitely not an extraordinary person, and he will definitely be able to achieve extraordinary achievements on the path of cultivation in the future, thus leading their Ji family to glory.

He laughed heartily and picked up the boy directly, "Good son, you will definitely be stronger than you and me in the future, and our Ji family will rely on you in the future." ”

Ji Gui held his head high and said unceremoniously: "Dad, I want to eat spiritual rice, and when I am full, I can only cultivate harder." ”

Ji Rong laughed: "Haha, okay, I'll eat three bowls for you in a while, so that you can eat well." ”

At this time, a black-robed woman walked out of the middle courtyard and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Our Ling'er Jun'er is also cultivating hard, and the master can't be partial." ”

This is the second lady, her brother has just died recently, and she is not in a very good mood.

Ji Rong didn't want to cause family discord, so he said with a smile: "It's all there, there is enough spiritual rice, you can just let go of your belly and eat it." ”

The bewitching woman glanced at the black-robed woman with a look of disdain.

When it was time for the meal, the whole family went to the table to eat.

Although the three children who did not have the qualifications of spiritual roots were also given a small bowl of spiritual rice, they still carefully served the rest of the people.

The youngest son, Ji Gui, was holding a big bowl of spiritual rice and eating it violently, and the corners of Ji Rong's mouth couldn't help but raise slightly, with a happy face.

This kid eats a lot, and it is estimated that it will not take a few years to grow up.

When the time comes, I will find a way to send him to Chixiao Peak in the inner gate, let him cultivate hard, and lead the Ji family to glory in the future.

Thinking of a bright future, Ji Rong couldn't help but feel good.

……

On the other side, Chu Ming had already beaten all the spiritual rice and shed its shell.

Coupled with the space, a total of about 5,100 catties of normal spiritual rice were harvested.

After handing over to the sect, there will be 3,500 catties left.

Now that there is no shortage of spirit stones, there is no need for him to sell spirit rice for the time being.

He can't eat so much alone, so he might as well feed the cows.

He steamed a large pot full of spiritual rice, steamed the spiritual bran in the pot, and then mixed a large pot of spiritual rice with spiritual bran.

According to the current knowledge of cattle raising, he feels that this kind of feed will be more comprehensive for Niu Ge.

Cows, unlike people, can't just eat fine grains.

Then he put the feed into the space, walked to the cowshed, and sucked the cow into the space.

He was able to see inwards into what was going on in space.

Brother Niu just entered, obviously a little confused, looking around.

When I saw the feed in the basin, my eyes were straight and my saliva flowed out.

But it seemed that he was afraid that the owner would blame, so he didn't dare to go over to eat.

Chu Ming entered the space and put the feed basin in front of Brother Niu with a smile.

"Eat, you're welcome, it's for you."

"I said before, if you are fed Lingmi in the future, let go of your stomach and eat."

"In the future, the feeding will be here, and you can eat directly when you come in."

He still kept an eye on it, and feeding the cattle with Lingmi was too shocking.

It's hard to explain if one of them is not noticed outside.

"Moo-" Brother Niu rubbed Chu Ming's hand with his water and spirit nose to show his happiness, and then buried his head in eating.

There seemed to be tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.

After working hard in the field for so many years, it is inevitable that I will have mixed feelings when I taste the taste of Lingmi for the first time.

【Cattle Breeding: Proficiency +1】

【Cattle Feeding (Beginner: 97/100)】

Seeing the message popping up on the proficiency panel, Chu Ming nodded silently.

Sure enough, it was right for him to mix the chaff and the rice to feed the cattle, and it also increased his proficiency.

And this is not the highest level of cattle feeding, plus some medicinal herbs and fruits mixed in the feed, the effect should be better.

If this skill can be practiced all the time, maybe he can cultivate this ordinary big buffalo into a divine beast.

However, for now, I will mainly improve my own strength, and I can practice this skill when I am free in the future.

Brother Niu continued to eat, and Chu Ming returned to the outside world first.

When he looked inside the space and saw that Brother Niu had eaten all the feed, he released it from his personal space.

He touched the cow's head, and felt that the cow's hair was smoother than before, and Brother Niu's big eyes were brighter and more spiritual.

This change, could it be that it has broken through the first layer of Qi training?

"Have you broken through the first level of Qi training?" He asked.

"Moo-" Brother Niu called out in affirmation.

Chu Ming smiled and touched its head, "Your talent is not bad, you will break through by feeding a meal of spiritual rice." ”

"Okay, you should be smarter and more powerful now, and the work of guarding and guarding the home will be entrusted to you."

"Moo-" Brother Niu raised his head and shouted, indicating that it was no problem.