It's a good thing, but unfortunately, my innate ability can only absorb the essence of the spiritual energy, and the chalcedony has no effect on me at all. However, I didn't think it was worth a lot of money.

Zhao Yan helplessly looked at the chalcedony delivered to Uncle Ye: "Deyan, do you know how much it is worth?"

Zhang Deyan shook his head: "I don't know, I heard that Uncle Ping went to buy it, it seems that there are only a few, and it cost him a lot of money." ”

"Silver money!", Uncle Ye thought that the value was referring to dozens of copper plates, but he didn't expect it to be silver money, he was startled, his savings in this life were only three silver coins, and he hurriedly returned the things: "No, you are making things for us, how can you ask for such a valuable chalcedony." ”

"Uncle Ye, you are wrong", Zhao Yan waved the blade of grass and said: "Although I am making timing objects for everyone, I am actually doing things for myself, you can rest assured that you can take it." ”

Zhao Yan's tone was very sincere, and he did not allow Uncle Ye to refuse.

"That's good...... , I should be able to complete the task tomorrow", Uncle Ye was in awe of the existence of immortal cultivators, so he reluctantly accepted Zhao Yan's salary.

Zhao Yan saw that the matter was done, and beckoned a few people to leave: "Let's go......"

"What's wrong?", Zhang Deyan saw Zhao Yan's words, and turned to the muddy water in the field.

"It's okay", Zhao Yan replied and asked Uncle Xiangye: "How is the wheat yield in the village?"

Uncle Ye didn't know what Zhao Yan meant when he asked about this, and sighed: "No, the yield has been getting lower and lower over the years, and the wheat seedlings often die, when I was young, it was not like this, the wheat yield is much higher, and the wheat seedlings have never died." ”

"I probably know why," Zhao said.

Lao Niu stared at Zhao Yan suspiciously: "Farming is a big deal. ”

Zhang Deyan's tender face smiled, like an ice lotus, puffy: "I know that Mr. Zhao Yan is erudite and proficient in farming knowledge." ”

Zhao Yan licked his face and smiled, where did he understand farming, but he just got a little knowledge from the old farmers on the earth when he was caught swaggering and tricking him into working as a helper.

"I only remembered it when I saw the muddy water," Zhao said, "because the cultivated land has been cultivated for too long, and a lot of nutrients are lost in it, so the yield will be reduced and the seedlings will die." ”

"Is that so?", Uncle Ye heard it for the first time, and his expression seemed to believe it or not, but because of his awe of the immortal cultivators, he was somewhat able to accept it: "Demon Immortal, then what should I do?"

Zhao Yan thought for a while: "The wheat straw should be burned into grass ash to cover the soil, so that the nutrients in the wheat straw can return to the cultivated land, but ...... This is not enough. ”

"However, wheat straw should be used to make beds or livestock nests," said the old man, frowning, wheat straw can do a lot of things, and it is too wasteful to burn it.

"Yes, I almost forgot", Zhao Yan reminded Uncle Jingye, "It's okay not to burn wheat straw, after the autumn harvest, put the wheat straw in the nest into the cultivated land, and the manure can add an extra nutrient." ”

"This won't work, poultry manure is full of eggs, and the wheat seedlings will be gnawed clean when the time comes," said the old man, shaking his head like a rattle, and hurriedly refused.

If you listen to the fairy, then you have to do it, the wheat stalks of the poultry nest usually have to be burned and thrown into the distance, if you put it in the cultivated land, it may cause insect plagues in the next year.

Lao Niu listened beside him, and felt more and more that Zhao Yan was unreliable, and hurriedly said: "Grass demon, don't make trouble, farming is the lifeblood of the villagers, and if something goes wrong, it will kill people." ”

"There won't be a problem, why can't you believe me once?", Zhao Yan faced Lao Niu.

Lao Niu snorted, probably meaning that Zhao Yan had no credibility, but he didn't want to lose face in front of people, so he didn't say it directly, and said euphemistically: "I want us to believe it, unless you can give a reasonable explanation." ”

"Mr. Zhao Yan, I believe in you, but we also want to know the reason, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to the uncles", the Zhang brothers trust Zhao Yan more, but as Lao Niu said, it is about farming, and we must be cautious.

Only Bai Bao's big eyes stared at Zhao Yan, without any doubts: "Brother Ayan will not be wrong." ”

Zhao Yan rolled up the leaves and touched Bai Bao, he already had a draft, and turned around and said: "It's the ice and snow in winter, the winter is dry and cold, and the insects in the soil will freeze to death, and the more insect eggs, the better it is for the land, so some people say that Ruixue is a good year." ”

"Ruixue Zhaofeng Year?", for a while, a few people were silent.

Can a bug be frozen to death by snow and ice? It hides underground.

I don't know where the grass demon got the fallacy heresy, for a while the world is a round egg, and for a while Ruixue is a good year, tsk, I hope it won't harm Shengyang Village.

People can be frozen to death by ice and snow, maybe it's right, Mr. Zhao Yan is really well-informed, and he is worthy of being a demon who has lived for countless years.

Zhao Yan only provided the theory, but he had not actually operated it, and he didn't want to force the villagers to use his theory, so he said: "It's almost noon, I have to go back to prepare the stone plate and calibrate the direction, Bai Bao, let's go." ”

"Good Rat", Bai Bao conveyed in a daze, and replied again, making several people laugh.

In the center of Shengyang Village, Ping came back from a walk around the village, sat in front of the bookcase and remembered the comments of the villagers about Zhao Yan, and muttered: "Yan is really different from other demons, he has a close human heart, wisdom, and even likes to associate with people, and it is a rare grass and wood demon, which may become a climate in time, and it should be absorbed into Great Xia." ”

After thinking for a moment, Ping picked up the brush on the side and wrote his observations and evaluations of Zhao Yan on the paper, and finally attached the notes made that day. He got up and walked to a birdcage in the yard, took out a letter bird, put the information into the bird's beak, and then let go.

As the night grew darker, Zhao Yan left the threshing floor after cultivating, looking for stones that could be used to make dials.

"Tsk, this stone is enough", Zhao Yan's small body rolled back from the mountain A stone more than ten meters in size was thrown to the ground with a bang.

was about to start frustrating, when he suddenly felt that someone was coming, and the breath fluctuations could not be perceived at all, so he hurriedly looked back: "It's the old master, why did you come here so late?"

The old master smiled and touched Bai Bao's little head, which made Bai Bao unhappy for a while, and raised his little feet to demonstrate: "Brother Ayan can touch my head, and grandpa is not allowed to touch it!"

The old master laughed and approached Zhao Yan: "You continue your business, I'm just here to see which step your timekeeping object has done." ”

Zhao Yan didn't think much about it, nodded and continued to think about how to frustrate the dial.

"What is the purpose of such a large stone?" said the old master, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Zhao Yan smiled: "Make a dial, do you know?"

"I would like to hear about it," the old master smiled.