Chapter 14 The Farmer Planting Tree

Isn't this? Jiang Ye was the first young Mo who joined the original Motang in the past six months, which made the original Motang particularly cherished. The original Motang also decided to be taught by one of the elders in person.

The elder's name is Jiaozuo, and he just retired a year ago. Although he was nearly 70 years old, he still made mud legs in the field and persisted his peasant career to the end. Obviously, he was familiar with the hard and simple life of the ancient ink people.

Jiaozuo's beard is more than half white, with short hair and brown clothes. Although he is skinny, he is energetic and does not let teenagers. He said to the general night, "General night, since the master of the hall has decided to teach you, I won't talk nonsense. Starting tomorrow, I will take you to plant a tree, and you plant one. Yuanmotang will give you a thousand ink coins, which is equivalent to ten silver coins. This is an F-level task. The reward is also generous. You have to work hard.

So, he began his tree-planting career at night.

On the edge of the desert, in order to prevent the desert from invading the oasis, a shelter forest several kilometers long was formed on a line north of the lonely city, which is the result of the efforts of dozens of generations of original ink people.

Jiaozuo took the night to the shelter forest, walked to a place near the desert, pointed to a tree and told him that he had planted it himself. This was a small forest made of walnut, at least four or five hundred trees. Walking behind Xiaolinzi, he pointed to a larger Xiaolinzi and told him that it was planted by his master. His master died 30 years ago. Although he left, he left this forest to protect his old man's lifelong beloved home.

Jiao Zuo looked far away and said that behind the forest planted by the master was planted by the master, which has been extending to the lonely city. The largest poplar trees are the proof of the existence of the oldest Mozhe.

This shelter forest has witnessed the inheritance of Mozhe from generation to generation. The character of Mozhe is like this shelter forest composed of poplars and walnut trees, which takes root in the next door on the edge of the oasis, stands up and blocks the wind and sand for thousands of years.

Behind the night is the endless desert of despair raging with wind and sand, but what you see in front of you is a vitality. In front of his eyes, he felt that he had seen a miracle, and his body and mind were integrated into the forest, as if there was a sacred existence in it.

Jiaozuo did not waste time in sighing. This is not the style of ink. He showed Jiang Ye with vigorous and patience, letting him know the procedure of planting poplars in the Gobi.

First, you need to use the magic vibration small ramming machine to make a 2-meter-deep hole in the solid Gobi, then install a special simple water retention magic device in it, and then transport the fertile soil from the oasis and transplant the cultivated seedlings, which is the first part of the work. Among them, the water-preserving magic device and saplings are provided by Yuan Motang.

The second part of the work is to water every three days. The water needs to be transported from the lonely city ten kilometers away. The tool for carrying water cannot be a space ring, but a special water truck is needed. The front of this kind of water truck is pulled by ten desert dogs, and behind it is a water tank that can hold four tons of water. There are no wheels under the car. The sled wrapped in a special felt can move forward slowly under the pull of the local dog.

According to Jiao Zuo's words, this is a special tool handed down from ancient ink, and every new original ink needs to have this experience. It's not without advanced water transportation tools. As long as you earn enough ink coins, you can buy them in Lonely City. Tracked forward water-moving magic doll, one hundred thousand ink coins; one wind glider equipped with a special water tank, one million ink coins.

It turns out that in Lonely City, money has the final say in many things. It seems that the crows in Lonely City are also black, slandering the night belly.

So, at night, he began his career as a farmer and started the job of planting trees. This is an F-level task. As long as the sapling does not wither two months after transplantation, it will be a complete tree.

The magic vibration ramming machine is still small and useful. It is very light, but the movement is not small. With the small body of the night, you can also make a hole one meter deep and two meters square, and spend the night a day on the hole.

The little turtle Xuan turned his belly to bask in the sun. In the past few days, he hated the old man named Cui Niu and took away the space ring of the night, which meant that all his spare food was gone. He turned over and retreated to the primitive society and began to look for metal in the vast desert.

The little turtle, which has been very fat, has been lazy to move for a few hours. It's really easy to check in luxury, and it's difficult to check from luxury.

The next morning, when the night began to make a second hole, Xuan was still lazily basking in the sun, and the task of visual sharing was entrusted to the poor child laborer, the bamboo named Piggy.

"Ye, is your guy too slow to use? I have a more powerful one here. Do you want to try it?" The little turtle teased, and the fat little hand poured in the tortoise shell for a while and took out a cone-like weapon.

When he took the night in his hand, this guy was quite heavy and stabbed to the ground without any movement.

"Xiao Xuanzi, you won't suff me, will you? This thing doesn't work at all. The night protested.

"Night, your brain was kicked by a donkey? This thing is a magic item. Of course, it needs to be driven by magic. Try to inject your yin force into the magic crystal on your hand. The mystery is sarcastically.

Although Ye was skeptical, he still injected his fire magic into the magic crystal. The magic crystal lit up, and the drill below began to turn crazily, and suddenly drilled through the stone ground.

"Night, pay attention to controlling the size of the magic output. The greater the magic output, the faster the drill will turn." Xuan reminded.

Indeed, this small magic prop greatly increased the efficiency of the night. He finished nine days of work in one morning.

The next job is not so easy. He has to transport soil and plant seedlings.

The trailer is rented from Yushuzhai. It's quite cheap. It's only five ink coins, but those local dogs are a little expensive. It costs ten ink coins.

Beast Zhai is a unique organization of the Thunder Hammer Empire. They claim to be the descendants of beast gods and are good at driving warcrafts. Their battles are similar to summoners, but they can fight with the summoned beasts. The resulting terrorist melee ability is unmatched by fragile summoners.

The first time I drove this kind of dog-driven trailer, the child was very curious about it. The driver controls the local dog with a kind of thing called beast control. It is a thing like a jade card, but it is definitely not a magic item. There is no magic fluctuation in it. Jiang Ye immersed his spirit into the jade card. He saw the shadows of ten local dogs in it. Jiang Ye could communicate with them through the jade card. The shadow inside was obviously that people stripped part of the local dog's consciousness in it as a prohibition.

The night can't help but pity these local dogs. After they are banned, they become completely tools. Life and death are in the user's mind.

He carefully drove these local dogs to control their direction. Because of the existence of the beast control card, all this is easy.

For lunch, I ate sorghum buns and corn noodles, as well as a little green vegetables, cucumbers, tomatoes and so on. I'm afraid these vegetables can only be eaten by the Mo people of the original Motang. With the meal vouchers issued by the original Motang to himself. They all planted, fertilized, weeded, and then picked them. Other stores can only buy at a high price, which is also at a high price and no market, and the supply exceeds the demand, so there is only envy.

The lonely city on the edge of the Gobi is really a bitter place.

At lunch, he saw Anji and Sancai in the collective canteen. They also ate corn noodles. Angie looked at the corn paste and was a little difficult to swallow.

When he saw Angie, he was obviously thinner, but his thin face was more beautiful than before. He brought the plate to the two of them, and the three of them ate together.

"Brother General Ye, it turned out that joining Yuan Motang had such a good treatment. If I had known at that time, I would have been less in a hurry to make a decision." Angie had a full meal, patted her stomach and said.

He patted Ye's doting on the shoulder, gave her two of the six meal vouchers in his arms, and said, "Angie, you take these first. I'll get rich tomorrow. I'll give you one hundred and eighty, haha. However, piggy, don't eat too fat. If you are too fat, you will be killed.

Angie made a frightened expression, smiled and said, "You're so bad, Brother Ye, you're like a pig, and you say, how can I be fat as you?"

"Angie, if you want to add the original ink, you can take the original ink as your deputy election, just like my deputy election is ink." Jiang Ye comforted him.

He gave Angie two stations with a seven-day meal voucher for a week on Ye. He also couldn't help giving three or two. After eating, he began his farmer's work.

He knew from Angie that she had served a very good and powerful priest and was determined to be an angel in white. He thought that if Angie grew up and wore a white priest's uniform, she would definitely be bright, and there would be a little water stains flowing out of his mouth.

This guy has the potential of his father. There is no way to get the excellent gene of the morning breeze.

After working all afternoon, the night transported all the soil to the dug pit. The water retention device has been installed in the pit, and a water retention film is formed at the bottom of the pit. This water retention film is one-way, and the water can only go in and out. Without this guy, even if you water it 24 hours a day, you will be hungry and thirsty. The big desert dries up.

Jiao Zuo personally checked all the pits, and the suspicious expression on his face turned into surprise. The boy really finished the work that needed seven days in two days, and he really had a little ability.

Under the guidance of Jiaozuo, he planted the first tree in his life at night, supported the saplings, filled the roots of the saplings with soil at night, then straightened, watered, and protected against sand...

Looking at the ten small trees standing in the wind and sand, the night has a sense of accomplishment, and the hard work in the past two days has not been in vain.

The next step is to water every three days. You can only water 10 trees at a time, and you only need to water your ten small trees once. However, the world is as dark as a crow, and the small labor force at night has also been squeezed. He still needs to water his teacher's 50 trees. It takes a day to finish the watering time. No one can stand it for a day to soak in the wind and sand for a day.