Sitting cross-legged in the stone house, looking at the pile of seeds in front of him, Tang Xuanming was in trouble again.
He only had more than a hundred seeds in his hand, which was already the entire harvest from Qin Shimingyue.
Most of the seeds were turned into ashes due to the promotion of laws when they came to this world, but Tang Xuanming wanted to plant the remaining seeds.
These more than a hundred seeds can survive the promotion of laws, which is naturally extraordinary. They have probably adapted to the laws of this world and have extraordinary postures.
Tang Xuanming was not sure what he would grow in the end. The only thing that made him hesitate was that he didn't know how to farm.
He does come from a big foodie empire, but with the intensification of modernization and urbanization, his talent for farming has been weakened to the extreme.
He only knows that rice is grown in water and can distinguish rice, wheat, sorghum and yellow rice. However, he cannot do further planting.
He had farmed in the countryside, but fertilizing and spraying pesticides had nothing to do with him. After growing up, he spent most of his time working in the city, and his knowledge about crop cultivation was close to nothing.
As for this group of people from the primitive tribe, none of them have the talent to cultivate crops. They don’t even know the common sense of fertilizing and turning the soil, which is the basic operation of the agricultural empire. It is expected of them that these hundreds of hard-earned
All seeds should be cooled.
"Should we wait until the star of the bright moon of the Qin Dynasty shines brighter and gather the power of faith to obtain the corresponding planting knowledge from farmers, or should we just start farming recklessly now?"
Tang Xuanming hesitated slightly. In this matter, the entire primitive tribe could not provide him with the slightest help, and he could only rely on him to make his own decision.
"You still have to plant. After this round of law promotion, God knows what has become of these seeds. Is the original planting technology really feasible? It is better to count on them than on my induction."
Carefully sensing the vitality inside the more than a hundred seeds in front of him, Tang Xuanming gained a little more confidence.
As the dragon pattern in her body became more and more active, his perception became more and more acute.
I can clearly sense the rich vitality inside the more than a hundred seeds in front of me. The vitality of these seeds is more vigorous than the previous large bag of seeds combined.
"Just pay attention to these seeds every day. At the worst, you can build a shed next to them. If you feel that the vitality of the seed is weakened, quickly change its environment. As a controlled experiment, this is not difficult."
Tang Xuanming gritted his teeth and vaguely remembered that wheat could be planted before winter, and heavy snow would increase wheat production.
But that's all he remembers, there are more things he really doesn't understand.
"A dead horse is a living horse. The long winter cannot be wasted. If a round of growth can be carried out, it can be promoted directly without such hesitation."
Once it was determined, Tang Xuanming took action directly. He did not plan to plant all the seeds at once, and decided to plant wheat on a trial basis first.
Called a few teenagers from the tribe, asked them to hold a bundle of sticks, collect some vines, and follow him, preparing to build some simple fences later to avoid being accidentally killed by small animals in the wilderness.
It was destroyed.
These days, with the introduction of inner force's teachings, the tribe has gradually mastered the unique method of inner force. The bruises on the young people's faces have gradually disappeared and rarely appear.
Tang Xuanming's prestige also increased further, and he could easily persuade these young men.
Following Tang Xuanming was Pihu's son, Pi Dazhuang. Naming in the tribe was always so simple and crude.
This young man is worthy of being the son of Pihu. However, at the age of fifteen, he is already over 1.9 meters tall and his whole body is full of tendons. His Ant King Technique has reached the level of leopard print. He is considered the most outstanding one among his generation.
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If there is a chance to find the Nether Tiger King's lair or hunt a Nether Tiger King, with his potential, he can be promoted to Tiger Stripe and have the opportunity to become the leader of the tribe's next generation hunting team.
He would not just rest during the tribe's long winter, the hunters' bodies would still be active.
"Brother Tang, what are we going to do? It's mysterious."
Pi Dazhuang was very active. The young men in the tribe did not have an overnight feud. He could not beat him. Tang Xuanming beat him so hard last time. The young man did not bear any grudge, but was obedient to Tang Xuanming.
This is the simplest way for primitive tribes to select a leader. The one who can fight best is naturally the leader.
No matter how badly they were beaten, the tribe would never have an overnight feud. After all, they would have to rely on their tribe members to fight in the wilderness when they reached adulthood. At that time, they were the closest partners and could die back to back.
"Let's go farm!"
When the word "farming" was mentioned, Tang Xuanming couldn't help but get excited. This seemed to be the bloodline buried in the bones of the big foodie empire.
"Farming?"
Pi Da Zhuang Raotou said he didn't understand, and the other three teenagers were also confused.
He quickly put this behind him, looked at Tang Xuanming with a flattering smile, and said: "Brother Tang, can you make me a big bow, like my father's, I'm so envious of him.
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"As long as you are willing to make me such a majestic bow, I can do whatever you want me to do."
Pi Dazhuang's face was full of desire. Ever since he saw his father shoot an arrow through a big tree hundreds of feet away, he had fallen in love with the weapon his father called a bow.
It's a pity that Pihu's baby is not good at it. He can't even touch it. He knows from the insinuation that it was Tang Xuanming who did it. So when he heard Tang Xuanming calling people to work, he followed him without saying a word.
"That's just an inferior product. If you can do what I asked you to do, I will make you a better bow."
Tang Xuanming looked calm and disapproving.
It was his gesture that convinced the young man. Pi Dazhuang patted his chest and said, "No problem. Whatever you want to do, Brother Tang, I will definitely do it well."
As he spoke, he showed off his strong muscles and said proudly: "Although I haven't gone hunting yet, I think my hunting skills are no worse than those of my uncles."
Tang Xuanming just looked at him with a half-smile, but the young man lost his courage and lowered his arms dejectedly.
I recalled the fear of being dominated by Tang Xuanming and the beyond-recognizable experience, and I was speechless.
The other three teenagers were equally active and carefully asked Tang Xuanming about the key points of internal strength cultivation. However, they had already passed this stage and sensed that there was some congestion in their buttocks, so Tang Xuanming naturally understood.
It's not that they want to ask, but that their parents don't quite understand.
God knows why these primitive people care about face so much and don't ask Tang Xuanming directly.
Their slow progress in cultivation has become a tacit secret of the entire tribe.
But they just sat there smiling all day long.
"I don't understand. If I could understand their way of thinking, I would be a primitive man. I would just farm my own land."