Chapter 282, My Style

By the end of spring, the wheat had grown to be more than a person's height, and the ears of wheat were the size of corn on the cob, green and lush, and from a distance, they looked like corn! What's wrong with me? Am I going to preach the Tao? What is the right way? Is it a new rice variety? Do you really want to witness the miracle of yielding 10,000 catties per mu? Daxian farming is different! Li Sheng swept the entire wheat field at a glance, and the ears of wheat... Xingcha cold trick

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