The sea wheat can produce a thousand kilograms per mu, and it is ripe twice a year. Of course, the need for a thousand kilograms per mu makes it impossible for artificially cultivated sea wheat to survive naturally. It must climb on the human marine ecological frame to bear heavy pressure - even if it has the buoyancy of sea water.
Marine ecological frame is a special building, thin and tough, able to float automatically on the water surface, and can be automatically decomposed by nature for a certain period of time - similar to naturally decomposed plastic.
In theory, it can float on any sea surface to provide space for sea wheat to grow, but in the practice of planting, due to factors such as water waves, sunlight, harvesting, etc., it is mostly a natural wheat wheat area within fifteen kilometers of the coast.
The algae of Haimai will automatically decay and fall off once the growth period is over, and will easily be decomposed naturally, becoming a rich source of food for the fish below, which is also one-third of the food source of the fish pasture area.
There are several iconic inventions in the new era, one of which is the shift of land agriculture to marine agriculture.
On land, humans first only collect wild fruits, hunt animals, and obtain food. This is the primitive collection industry, and the beginning of agriculture is that humans start planting plants and breeding animals on land.
However, until the early 21st century on Earth, humans were actually in the state of primitive collection of the oceans. Large amounts of pollution not only destroyed the ocean system, but also caused the depletion and extinction of many fish, which is also an inevitable process in this world.
However, since the birth of sea wheat in this world, marine agriculture has begun to develop rapidly and expanded from sea wheat to sea fish field. Therefore, humans have freed up 4/5 of land farmland and converted into ecological forests. Only in the past hundred years have the overall land green coverage to more than 78. Looking down from the sky, the world continents are green, which greatly improves the terrestrial ecology.
Around the sea canal, there were large groups of gorgeous fish swimming. Fang Xin listened with a smile, thinking, and in the unknown space, homosexual sensing began to enter the role.
The principle is very simple. If the same particle is cut into two half, even if it is far away from both ends of the Milky Way, half is moving and the other half is moving. This is the essence of homosexual sensation - there, a new world is unfolding.
...The summer rain is mixed, even the official road has become a mud ditch. Even if a person with a mount is running on such a road, he will become a mud man in less than a moment. Therefore, basically, except for the urgent postmen in the court, otherwise passers-by and vehicles will all stop at the post station or town, waiting for the weather to clear up.
Dongsheng Town is the north bank of Shangling River, connecting the official road to the Sandaoying Ferry. The passengers on this road are in a steady stream. Therefore, there are a large number of people who want to cross the river and are blocked by the weather.
Fang Xin was covered in mud and water. When he entered Dongsheng Town, the linen trousers he wore were covered in mud and water. The straw sandals under his feet were covered in mud, but he was carrying a small package.
At first glance, Fang Xin entered a small inn, where the inferior people lived.
A shop came forward to greet him, but there was no light inside, and the environment was dark.
"What do you want, guest officer?"
"Give me a single room and stay for a night." Fang Xin said. In order to avoid trouble, he had put on the best clothes wrapped in, so he didn't look too poor.
"Okay, I'll take you there." It was indeed a single room, very small, so Fang Xin didn't care. He washed it, took off his clothes and washed it.
"It's very good. I found someone who died after I found it." Fang Xin closed the door and thought.
Fortunately, the guy fell into the water and died before he died. Fang Xin attached it and spent some valuable power to awaken his function. Despite this, the guy's brain was damaged by oxygen deficiency and had no soul, so he felt a little fragmented when he read it.
He was very satisfied with the memory he found. This guy was a small servant. He had no one at home except for the distant house. He had eight coins of money in his pocket because he went to the countryside to collect the accounts and should have been sent to the Zhangjia Store in the county.
Now it is naturally embezzled by Fang Xin.
This kind of remote spirit submission can almost be thought synchronously, but the only disadvantage is that it cannot carry much power. Unless you break through the fifth level and reach the sixth level, you will have the power of a clone.
However, this time, I was just looking for Xia Yubing. Although what I came this time was just a projection that was not a climate, it was the fifth level after all. As long as it was within a range of ten miles, if you encountered her reincarnation, you would sense it, and you could vaguely feel the direction - so there was no need to have high requirements for power at all.
Fang Xin didn't consider what he did in this plane at all. This plane was the earliest developed plane. After reaching the fifth level, some information would be known. Back then, the Empire Plane Team was swaggeringly interfering in the world, even preparing to immigrate, etc. - so the conflict with this world was the most intense.
The gods in this world interfered directly, and the Taoist priests in this world attacked. The empire itself organized the largest reclamation group in history. After a bloody battle, only 32 people survived. Only one-third of the souls of the dead retreated back to the empire, almost causing the empire to be greatly damaged within twenty years. Of course, the world also paid a huge price. The two gods fell and the Daxing Dynasty was destroyed, and then the current Dazhen Dynasty.
Many plane rules are determined through this bloody lesson.
Now, it is a bit stupid that both have reached a tacit understanding and are constantly fighting in secret. Fang Xin doesn’t want to do anything in this world.
However, the basic upgrade is still necessary, Fang Xin checked his body.
The quality of this body is not high, but within half a year, it is still possible to force the upgrade to level 3, which can protect yourself.
The drizzle was already stopping, and there were many people blocked by the rain. A little further away, there were no trouble for tourists after dinner. Three or five people gathered together and talked about it from all over the world.
Fang Xin had just eaten the steamed buns, but when he saw that the rain stopped, he left the shop.
There is a major transportation road in the north and south here, not far away, with a few strong-looking people wearing long swords coming in and out, and occasionally scanning the surroundings. This is the garrison on the main road. Although there are not many, only a team of ten people, they can control the local village heroes when necessary.
The remaining memory of this body tells Fang Xin that the village Yong here is very strong and has a special martial arts training ground for the town Yong to train. The scale is as high as 200 people. There is a high possibility of being strangled here.
There was also a patrol department stationed nearby, and there were times when there were tolerances passing by. After a few glances, Fang Xin returned to his room and began to suck the true essence of heaven and earth to refine his body. Although he was a little eager for quick success, it didn't matter.
The next day, before dawn, Fang Xin paid 50 cents and boarded a boat, sailed off the dock, and sailed along the river.
The destination is Cenxi Mansion 80 miles above, where you can get a sum of money.
Although it was sailing up the river, the wind was very fast against the road, so in the afternoon, the ship had already arrived at Cenxi Mansion.
Cenxi Mansion is a very prosperous commercial port and a historical city in the world.
When we arrived at the pier, we saw people from the Hepo Office patroling. Fang Xin quietly came to the shore, mixed with the crowd, and walked towards the western area outside the pier.
He had the idea of ​​making money from groceries again.
In general, there are countless families in prosperous cities, and there are many people who are unsuccessful and prosperous. As for those who are unaware of their treasures, there are many people. Therefore, they can buy and sell goods at the forgot stalls, and some good things may be found in them.
Although the things in each world are different, most of them are universal. Even if you find the wrong thing, it doesn’t matter. In the end, you can only do pens without a book.
At that moment, we were mixed into the West District, where there were crowds of people, and from time to time, I saw a few masters, who came out with one or two teams and walked around and watched.
Fang Xin also took a look at it casually. His capital was only seven cents and he couldn't buy anything good.
When he arrived at a stall, he saw several broken books. Fang Xin went up to take a look. The words in the world were similar, and he could understand it. Seeing that it was "Your Collection" above, he took it and saw that the paper turned yellow, the ink color was pitch black, and the line was a bit rotten.
He asked immediately: "Auntie, how do you sell this book?"
"There were nine books, but my mistress was ignorant. If you tear three books, you will publish fifty cents a book..." The woman selling the stall looked at her and said.
After touching it a little, you will know that this book has a history of at least two hundred years. Although it is not a complete set, if you know the goods, you can also sell it for some price. You smiled and said, "Okay, that's the price."
One book is fifty, six books are three hundred. Fang Xin took the money and took it out. Then he looked at the vanity stall. He spent another fifty cents to buy a set of Confucian shirts that were not worn by famous people.
This old Confucian shirt has been washed many times, but it is true and it is very clean now. Fang Xin found a place, put it on and washed his hair.
Fang Xin was originally a scholar, so he naturally had a kind of demeanor. When he looked at the river, he felt that he looked like a down-and-out but talented scholar. This temperament was difficult for others to imitate.
Then he wrote this set of books, found a more elegant pawnshop in the East District, and stepped forward.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw the owner of the pawnshop looking up. He was over 50 years old and although he was thin, his eyes were bright. When he saw this young man, his heart was moved.
Fang Xin didn't say much, put six books on it, silently, but used spells from the West - the detection table feeling
Generally speaking, this kind of spell can only feel the other party’s good and evil praise and denial, and the advanced ones can capture the other party’s superficial thoughts - of course, the target must be ordinary people, and a slightly stronger person can be immune to this power.
The owner didn't say much and looked at it carefully. After a moment, he had a definition in his mind and said, "How much do you want to be like this?"
"This is the "Er Collection" printed two hundred years ago. At that time, it was only 3,000 copies. There are not many people who have left it now. Although this is a broken book, the broken book can be used as a broken book, and the whole set can be made up. The market price of the whole set is 800 taels of silver, right? You can make a price." Fang Xin said this with a few thought fragments.
The shop owner was startled. At first, he felt that although this young man had a rough cloth clothes, he knew he was a scholar at first glance, and he was also a talented person. Now he said something about his price in his heart, and he didn't dare to underestimate it. After pondering for a moment, he said, "If you want to be a man, or be a man? If you are a man, I will pay twenty taels of silver. If you are a man, I will pay thirty taels of silver."
"Die it, fifty taels!" Fang Xin said.
This talked about the number in the owner's mind. He couldn't help but look at the young man again. Seeing Fang Xin smiled faintly, he bargained again. In the end, he died of forty-five taels.
When signing the document, Fang Xin stepped forward and wrote the word Fang Xin with a brush. When he took it, the shop owner was stunned. The calligraphy was considered to be great, and he did not make any noise at the moment. After collecting these, he ordered the counter to take out four ten taels of ingots and some broken silver.
Fang Xin accepted it, and said nothing, turning around and leaving.
"Oh, this is too much to take back. It's just a set of it with the previous sub-books." After walking away, the owner said.
"Boss, is forty-five taels too expensive?" A nephew responded, but asked again. The remaining copies collected last time cost only six hundred yuan.
"What do you know? They are scholars, you know the goods!" The shop owner glanced at him, raised the volume slightly and said, "You have to learn how to see people with me in the future!"
After hearing this, the nephew didn't respond much, speeded up his movements, and took the remaining book back into it.
Fang Xin took the silver and left the shop. Forty-five taels of silver, which was enough for a small family to have meat and clothes for two years. Now the rice price is 100 kilograms per stone, and one tael of silver can buy three s of stone!
Buying some good clothes can take you half a year even if you travel.
Chapter completed!