don't bother me farming

Chapter 4 Carrying Bags at the Wharf
"Little Shitou, have you entered the third floor of Qi training? Congratulations!" As soon as Chen Yanzhi stepped into the Deshan Building, the assistant Koizumi came over, looking very happy for her.

"Should I say that Xiao Shitou's fairy fate is really good. At such a young age, his cultivation base has reached the third level of Qi training, and the future can be expected!"

The other mistresses were also attracted by his loud words, and a few glances swept over, with the intention of scrutinizing and speculating.

In an instant, he congratulated with a smile.

Chen Yanzhi was very annoyed by Koizumi's behavior, she couldn't hide her cultivation, she already knew that this would happen, but she didn't want to draw too much attention.

And what he said, in a strange way, faintly revealed that she has a baby by chance.

But the truth is, she really doesn't have one, and the system hasn't given her any good things so far, and she is required to throw spirit stones into it desperately.

Chen Yanzhi showed a simple and honest smile, "I have four spiritual roots, and I have been stuck on the second level of Qi training for six full years. If I can cultivate to the middle stage of Qi training in this life, I will burn incense to thank my ancestors."

"Yesterday was also a fluke. Looking at the bright moon and starry sky, as soon as I relax, the barrier of the three layers of Qi training will loosen. It's just a fluke."

Let me reveal a meaning, my talent is not bad, I have accumulated enough, and I am lucky to improve my mood, and my cultivation breakthrough will come naturally, and there is absolutely no treasure.

Among the low-level group of casual cultivators, the four spirit roots are already good qualifications, and it is not surprising that they can practice quickly if they are considered a young genius.

After all, for most casual cultivators, five spiritual roots are the norm.

Mao Xiaodou came out to smooth things over, "The foundation is still solid, and things will come naturally. Well, everyone, don't just stare at the small stones, the door is about to open, hurry up and work."

"That's right, Xiao Shitou works so hard at ordinary times, and spends his free time on cultivation."

"The talent is also very good!"

"Indeed."

Everyone smiled kindly, and then got busy.

After Chen Yanzhi finished her work, she came to the second floor naturally, and quietly took out two small porcelain bottles and put them on the evergreen pine branches on both sides.

These two evergreen pine trees are spiritual plants, with lush branches and leaves. The shopkeeper will come to perform a little spiritual rain technique every few days, and she will rub some spiritual water like this.

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In the afternoon, beside the Changli Wharf, the sun was high.

Dozens of spirit ships are moored in the azure bay port, and there is an endless stream of monks boarding and disembarking.

There are many shops in the surrounding area, and the sound of hawking and shouting keeps coming and going, and it is bustling and lively.

The coolies were bare-chested, with loads half a man's height on their shoulders, and the man who was pressed was half-bent, and they walked to the deck with heavy steps.

Chen Yanzhi was among them, carrying two packages of goods, and slowly moved forward.

Trip after trip, her steps became heavier and heavier, and her clothes were soaked in sweat, but she still walked firmly step by step.

An hour later, she was so tired that she collapsed on the ground, panting heavily, but the smile on the corner of her mouth grew bigger and bigger, and her strength really increased.

After resting for a long time, she got up and came to the management office.

Seeing her eyes narrowed, the middle-aged steward honestly took out the notebook, "Chen Yanzhi, right? Well, there are 35 packs in total, 35 broken spirits."

Chen Yanzhi nodded, and took the spirit stone from the steward's hand.

When she first came to this world, she was penniless, had no background, had no skills, and didn't even have food and clothing.

As in the novel, if you invent something that shocks everyone and makes a lot of money, you are thinking about fart.

In the world of cultivating immortals, magic has been applied to all aspects, even more advanced and magical than modern times. For example, the small courtyard she rented has standard "tap water", "gas stove", and "lighting".

If it wasn't for the lack of spirit stones, she would also like to buy an irrigation device, so that watering can be done at regular intervals, which is much more convenient.

So a small casual cultivator like her can only do hard work, and the spiritual weapon for moving goods has already been used, but who says labor is cheap, some small businesses still like to hire monks.

This manager is the most bullying and afraid of the hard, he used to exploit the original body before, after Chen Yanzhi came, he taught him a lesson in the name of Deshan Building, and then he calmed down.

After work, she walked all the way, and she couldn't wait to see her babies.

Concentrate your mind on the ground, and your brain instantly receives the information.

Scarlet Cloud Grass was still close to the spiritual rain, but the progress bar was not red, and the spiritual rain hadn't arrived yet, so let's ignore it.

The white rice still looks like it is short of water, this time it is enough to eat only one bucket.

Ming Jiyin still wanted aura, so he could only satisfy it.

[Aura is barely enough, it would be better if there is more. 】

After losing half of the spiritual power in his body, he finally calmed down.

Chen Yanzhi, who was free, decided to write a planting diary.

Record the experience, and if one day dies, it will be considered as a legacy.

Turning to the first page, I was about to write the year, month and day, when I suddenly found that the world of cultivating immortals seems to use the chronology of the heavenly stems and earthly branches, which is so complicated.

"Let's use the Gregorian calendar, let's make this year a Gregorian year."

The home page still needs to be marked.

I feel that the dating method is a bit complicated. I recalled the new calendar that I accidentally got from a master. It is easy to understand and quite accurate, so I adopted this dating method.

This year is the first time I started farming. I think it is very commemorative, so I simply set it as a year in the Gregorian calendar.

My name is Chen Yanzhi, an ordinary casual cultivator in the world of cultivating immortals. Life is not easy. I have studied some farming techniques by myself and jotted down my experience. My legacy lives on.

【White corn planting diary】

[One year in the Gregorian calendar, March [-]th, the sky is a little sunny. 】

Start seedlings.

Fifty grains of white corn were sprinkled at night. This guy likes to drink water, so he fed him a bucket and a half that night.

Uh, let’s quantify it, it’s about a foot high and half a foot square.

Alas, the size problem is so annoying, skip, skip, in short, water more and moisten it vigorously.

Note: Do not plant at night.

[One year in the Gregorian calendar, March 22, the sky is a bit cloudy. 】

Start to prepare the land, add water to soak the field.

Tired and tired, my hand was almost broken, and I vomited while carrying water.

It is recommended to connect a water pipe, or learn to call water, I didn't say anything.

[One year in the Gregorian calendar, March 25th, the sky is very sunny. 】

The nursery field was kept at a warmer temperature until the fifth day, when it finally germinated.

Super Plus enjoy.

[One year in the Gregorian calendar, April [-]st, a light rainy day. 】

No more watering.

But the heart is a bit heavy, Mao Xiaodou died, and Koizumi was seriously injured.

It is said that He Yuan did it with a grudge in his heart. Koizumi was present at the time, and he cautiously thought that people were making fun of him, and Mao Xiaodou was stepping on him to take over.

This incident made me more and more convinced that being weak and being alone is the way to save life in the world of immortality.

[One year in the Gregorian calendar, on April [-]rd, the sky cleared. 】

The rice seedlings can be transplanted when they grow to about three inches.

The vibrant rice seedlings dispelled the sadness in my heart.

Fortunately, all fifty rice seeds survived and grew well, which surprised me at my talent in farming.

(End of this chapter)