Fang Yuan didn't know that a huge conspiracy was coming towards him.

On the contrary, at this moment, his heart was filled with ecstasy.

"This is……"

The moment he entered the rice fields, he was filled with a red light.

The whole red jade rice field has changed drastically, and the grains are huge and full, almost bursting, and it exudes a slightly spicy aroma, like a spice, which is seductive.

"Red jade rice, ripe!"

Fang Yuan was immediately overjoyed.

"Hehe!"

"Hehe!"

The flower fox marquis next to him were also dancing, and he wanted to pounce on him and have a feast.

Fortunately, the education during this period finally made it understand that this kind of spiritual rice is like jade crystal corn. It must be shelled and steamed before it can taste the supreme delicacy, otherwise it would be a waste of resources.

Therefore, he still maintained restraint at this time and stared at Fang Yuan with a eager eye.

"Yeah, harvest first!"

Fang Yuan returned to the temple, took out a scythe and other farm tools, and carefully cut it.

Fortunately, he was already a master of martial arts master who broke through Xiu Pass at this time. He had a long physical strength, far superior to ordinary people, and his divine energy was extremely high. He was very good at handling the situation. He saw a few flashes of sword light, and the red jade rice seedlings fell down regularly.

Next to him, Hua Fox Marquis looked at this scene and licked his claws again, not daring to come forward to help.

It is very clear that the happy life in the future will fall on this rice. If it is messed up, wouldn’t it be a death to cry?

"Okay, help me move these rice seedlings back!"

Fang Yuan used a straw rope to tie up the red jade rice seedlings, and at the same time threw a piece of the flower fox marten: "Be careful!"

After harvesting, it is naturally dry, threshed, and shelled...

After the last step was completed, Fang Yuan looked at the red jade rice in front of him, and a smile unconsciously broke into the corner of his mouth.

The red rice in front of him was the size of a little finger, and was as crystal clear as jade, with a thread of fire in the middle, and a breath of spice came to his nose.

"This harvest is about fifty kilograms, and half of them must be kept as rice seeds in the future..."

Fang Yuan put the other side of the original valley where the rice was not yet gone, and the rice was not yet gone, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the remaining red rice, he couldn't wait to rub his palms: "Let me try the taste of this spiritual rice..."

Next to him, although Hua Fox Marten drooled at Hongyu Rice, she did not dare to do it directly. Instead, her eyes turned and ate half of the bran that had been beaten, touching her stomach, looking satisfied.

"What a good person!"

Even when Fang Yuan saw this expression, he couldn't help but laugh and scold him.

Although bran is used to feed poultry in the countryside, it cannot be resisted. I am afraid that the nutrition and vitality are more than one head, such as pearl and crystal corn.

"It's just... I'm eating so much now. When the red rice is cooked, can you still eat it?"

Fang Yuan knocked on the little head of the flower fox marquis.

However, the white marten turned his eyes and compared his small paws. His eyes were full of desire, as if he could eat more and more, which made people laugh.

"It's really... I can't do anything to you!"

Fang Yuan laughed in silence, went to fetch spring water, added another steamer, thought about it, and put a pound of red rice in it.

"This red jade rice is a spiritual seed, and it is also very particular when cooking. Just steam it directly in water..."

Fang Yuan stuffed the straw under the stove and looked at the red light that was overflowing, as if it was on fire, and the fragrance that kept coming out of the steamer, and couldn't help swallowing.

This red jade straw is also a spiritual plant, but it is used to burn fire at this time. If it is seen by the people from Guiling Sect, I don’t know how prodigal Fang Yuan is.

But for Fang Yuan, isn’t it natural to cook rice with straw?

Moreover, if the combination of the two may have other special benefits.

‘Wait until next time, I will raise a batch of chickens and ducks with red jade bran and go to a table full of spirit banquets. That is the real life!’

In Fang Yuan's heart, there is a small yearning.

Because straw is easy to burn, it must be added continuously. When the last handful turns into flames and disappears, a fragrance that is ten times stronger than before will linger in the kitchen.

"The red rice is ripe!"

Fang Yuan opened the steamer and suddenly a large amount of red air rose. The original steam attracted the light of the red rice, turning into a fiery red color, like a burning cloud.

In the steamer, the original red jade rice had melted and became about the same size as normal crystal rice. However, after absorbing water vapor, the particles looked more fuller, and flames could be seen vaguely rising inside.

"Hehe! Hehe!"

The flower fox marten jumped up, looking impatient.

"Haha... why can you lose yours! Come and eat!"

Fang Yuan took out the bowls and chopsticks, filled the flower fox marquise, and also served himself a portion.

Gulu!

As the aroma was steaming, Fang Yuan swallowed a mouthful of water, picked up a chopstick of red rice, and put it into his mouth.

“Woo…”

The next moment, his pupils suddenly widened.

The red rice melts in its mouth, like a stream of magma, with a strong and spicy smell that stimulates his taste buds.

That slightly spicy feeling, combined with the original taste of rice, has become the best seasoning for rice, and there is no need for other side dishes.

When his throat rolled and he swallowed, the torrent was directly injected into his lower abdomen, and then a cool cold current rose.

The rice, which was originally full of hot taste, turned into a cold flow after it entered the stomach?

Fang Yuan closed his eyes and felt as if he had passed by the two heavens of ice and fire.

This taste is like in the dream world, first smoked in the Turkish steam room for half a day, then take a cool bath, and your whole body is comfortable, and every inch of your skin is floating in ecstasy.

He was like this, and the flower fox marquis next to him quickly finished the rice, and then stared at Fang Yuan with a long eye.

"So greedy!"

Fang Yuan looked at the little left of rice and felt a little regretful and even more frightened!

He was afraid that he could not bear it, so he ate all the dozens of kilograms of rice he used to make rice seeds at once!

Looking at the green eyes of the flower fox marten, you will know that this is definitely not an exaggeration.

"But... today's first harvest, it's okay to eat more!"

The taste of red jade rice is so good. Fang Yuan touched his chin and tried to find out the authenticity.

The flower fox marquis next to him cheered and jumped, almost clapping with his claws.

...

"Huh...satisfied..."

I don’t know how long it took, Fang Yuan covered his stomach with satisfaction and lay leisurely on the grass, feeling that he didn’t want to move a single finger.

Next to him, there was a flower fox marten that was also full of food.

This man and beast were not in control, and they killed five kilograms of rice in an instant, which made Fang Yuan feel very distressed after he recovered.

He originally expected to rely on these to get what he would get next time, but now it seems that it is impossible!

"It seems that we still have to be restrained. Can we only eat bran and drink porridge in the future, and make a living by grain of rice..."

Fang Yuan was immediately depressed.

Little do they know that even in Guiling Sect, red jade rice has always been only supplied to the sect leader and his subordinates, and they are not something that can be eaten every day.

Once he talks about the treatment of his fox marquis, I don’t know how much envy, jealousy and hatred he will attract.

"But... the red jade rice seeds that Lin Benchu ​​gave me last time are not as good as they are today..."

After eating and drinking, Fang Yuannian thought about the rice he had harvested before: "This is the magical effect of the third level of planting technique? I am afraid that even the spiritual rice from Lingzong is not as good as mine, and this is still not the premise that the probability of triggering the change..."

"It's time to practice!"

After a little digestion, Fang Yuan stood up and subconsciously glanced at the property bar, and suddenly became a little dull again, because there was a sudden change on it:

“Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 1.4

Qi: 1.3

God: 1.5

Age: 18

Cultivation level: The second level of martial arts

Skill: Black Sand Palm [Second Level]

Expertise: Medical skills [Level 1], Implant skills [Level 3]”
To be continued...