Syllable!

Lindsay rushed to the hut and pushed the door in.

On an autumn afternoon, the air brings a rare touch of warmth, and the quiet atmosphere in the cottage also calms people's minds.

Lindsay took a deep breath to calm herself.

"Daylilies, let's eat."

He found some millet in the house, fed the daylilies in the chicken coop, closed the door, and walked into the glass greenhouse at the back.

The two potatoes he had processed yesterday were in front of him.

Lindsay took a closer look and found that the stems and leaves of the two wild parents were in good condition, and there were no accidents such as wilting due to transplanting.

"Yes, it's time to experiment."

Lindsay's gaze swept over the greenhouse.

Experiments on the ability to grow crops must not be tried with these least abundant and precious species. So he stepped aside and found a clay pot from the cabinet in the greenhouse, which contained a small half-jar of wheat seeds.

This is an ideal test subject.

Looking at the wheat in his hand, Lindsay's thoughts drifted a little, and he remembered Finn's account when he taught him:

"The conditions for growing in the hidden frontiers are not good. But as long as a grain of wheat is planted and sprouts, it can grow about three to four ears of wheat, and on one ear of wheat, at least forty or fifty grains of wheat can be harvested.

Lindsay, do you know what that means?

If a seed is successfully sown, it can harvest a hundredfold number of seeds.

By continuing to grow these seeds, the overall value of the crops will increase much faster than people think.

One hundred to ten thousand, ten thousand to one million, one million to one hundred million!

Most people are not engaged in agricultural production and only know the approximate yield of crops, but they do not have a clear idea of the exact figures.

There's an unexpected amount of life in it! ”

“……”

Lindsay fell into memory for a moment, then retracted her thoughts.

In the face of reality, he is very clear about his catties:

"But this kind of thing, for me, it's just a thought. Not to mention 10,000 or 1 million, even if it is a hundred wheat plants, I am afraid that my time will not be enough. ”

Thinking like this, Lindsay took out three wheat seeds and immediately activated the resource skill.

"Huh?"

The next second, Lindsay was shocked.

With the resource transformation of these three seeds, he instantly felt that more than half of his essentia had dropped!

Lindsay's gaze rested on the wheat seed in her hand.

The three grains of wheat were still lying there motionless, and they didn't seem to have changed significantly. But the essentia consumed in Lindsay's body is really gone!

Being able to extract so much essentia in an instant must be something extraordinary about this kind of seed!

Just do it—

Lindsay picked a nice spot in the greenhouse, buried it carefully, and poured some water on it.

Then he moved a chair and sat down in front of the wheat.

Just motionless, carefully observing the growth of the seeds

“……”

An hour passed.

The water that Lindsay had poured before had already been thoroughly integrated into the soil.

But the seed that had been planted did not move at all, as if his previous thoughts were a big dream of vanity.

"That's right, I'm still in too much of a hurry."

"This is food, not bamboo, so it's impossible to swoop up half a meter a day."

Lindsay was quickly relieved.

He shook his head with a smile and got up from his chair.

Cultivating plants has always been a job that requires patience, and he is intoxicated by the magical ability of the [Survival Building] module, and it is indeed a little whimsical.

With that in mind, Lindsay picked up the botanical notes from the table beside her.

Joel has been taking good care of the plants for most of the month since he left, and he has also recorded the corresponding situation.

He's back now, but he's going to have to study it.

I can't take good care of Joel, and it will be ruined if it falls into his hands.

Almost half an hour passed.

Lindsey sorted out the changes that had taken place in the greenhouse for most of the month.

He didn't rush to attack the plant, but got up and stretched, and took out a new notebook from the side. Immediately opening the back door of the glass greenhouse, he took a shortcut into the farmland south of the town.

Lindsay had a busy afternoon.

The sun was slowly sinking in the west, and the sky was sprinkled with a faint shade of orange. Golden ears of wheat swayed gently in the breeze, and a few gray sparrows jumped on the edge of the field.

A dry but fresh autumn breeze greeted you.

It sweeps through the scent of wheat fields, and you can smell the satisfying harvest inside.

The thick farmland seems to be endless, and as far as the eye can see, all you can see is a tumbling golden yellow. Each tuft of wheat swayed from side to side, as if to show the weight of their harvest.

Lindsey walked on the trail between the ridges.

At this time, it was not early, many farmers had already gone home, and Lin searched for a while, only to see a middle-aged man wearing coarse cloth clothes and lying on a small wooden stool from under a dead tree in the farmland in front of him.

He hurriedly went up and said hello:

"Uncle Kurt, do you have time, I want to ask you something?"

Hearing Lindsay's greeting, the farmer, who was sitting in the field resting, immediately stood up:

"Lindsay, just ask me if there's anything, I'm idle right now."

The farmer named Kurt greeted Lindsay with a smile and a warm attitude.

In the eyes of the townspeople who work as farmers in the border towns, the botanist Fen'en is definitely one of the most respectable awakened people in the town; Lindsay, who is his student, also inherited this honor of being treated with respect.

Lindsey hurriedly smiled back, and then asked politely:

"You know, it's getting colder and colder in recent years."

"I'm going to take over my teacher's work and make some enhancements to the crops, so I'd like to ask for your opinion."

Lindsay's purpose is simple.

It is to ask the farmers in the town what kind of improvements need to be made to the crops.

His ideas are only on paper.

And these people who are really cultivating the farmland are the ones who best understand what needs to be improved in the crops on the hidden frontiers at the moment.

Kurt frowned immediately when he was asked.

In the decades he lived, Finn had already made several changes to his crops, a topic that hadn't been mentioned for a few days.

He stood up and pondered for a long time before he finally said:

"As for the crops, I think it's okay. As long as the weather doesn't get colder next year, there should be no problem with planting. As for the improvement ......"

"If you want me to say, you must be able to produce more and bigger food, and of course, it would be nice if it tasted better."

Lindsay took these needs down in her notes.

Kurt watched Lindsay's movements, and when he had finished taking notes, the townsman cautiously asked:

"Lindsay, I heard that you went to the border between our world and Montenegro?"

"What the hell is going on over there, is there any hope for our town to establish contact with the outside world?"

There was both apprehension and anticipation in Kurt's tone.

Lindsay couldn't bear to deceive the other party, but she still said it less desperately:

"There's a heavy snowfall over there, and it's very difficult to get through it now."

Kurt nodded in disappointment:

"That's right."

Lindsay then nodded goodbye to the other party and continued to walk in other directions to the farmland, collecting as many opinions as she could in the farmland.

In the end, the needs of farmers are summarized, and these are probably the following points.

Yield, disease and insect resistance, taste and quality, and whether there is a way to shorten the growth cycle.

With this gathered information, Lindsay returned to the glass greenhouse.

He was about to organize his notes and continue to refine his next cultivation plan.

But at this moment, Lindsay's movements were completely frozen.

He stood motionless, his eyes stunned as he watched the greenhouse that had just been said goodbye for a long time.

for it was in the land before him.

The three grains of wheat that were planted this afternoon have now sprouted and grown young but full of vibrant green seedlings!