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803 Rice

 Mai Fan didn't care what kind he was looking at, he just started to pick out the seeds with red words.

Mai Fan knew what he was doing, but outsiders couldn't understand it.

The elder had been standing next to Mai Fan, and he did not see his shaman make any distinction between these seeds.

I just squatted down, opened a bag of supplies, spread them on the ground, and started sorting them.

"No, Wu, this one looks very much like Anhua Ye's seeds... that one also looks very ordinary..."

On what basis does Wizard Fan conclude that seeds are useful and useless?

Regarding this, Mai Fan could not explain it to him. This must be God's will.

After all, they believe in animal gods rather than plant goddesses.

But it doesn't matter. Mai Fan can use ants to explain his current behavior.

After he picked out all the red and yellow seeds, he deliberately picked up a small ant from under his feet.

Saying someone is young is actually quite insulting.

After all, even if it is small... this ant is half as long as a human finger.

Then Mai Fan started his performance: "Is this collected from the roots of a plant that is full of black gas and exudes an unpleasant stench?"

Because of the queen ant contract, the little ant understood what Mai Fan meant.

It then nodded.

Then Mai Fan picked up another one and continued to ask, is this the fruit of a very bright and colorful flower?

The little ant thought to himself, this human being is indeed very powerful... He can tell what kind of plant it is from just by looking at its seeds.

It was indeed, as he said, the seeds of a plant that was somewhat toxic to others. So the little ant nodded again.

Now, not to mention the elders standing behind Mai Fan, even the clan members responsible for selecting could no longer care about their work...

With admiration and surprise, everyone squatted next to Mai Fan and watched him classify.

So after all, he is a witch, able to perceive a lot of unknown knowledge through animals and insects.

However, after these seeds were separated, why did he start a second round of screening?

Mai Fan’s screening was much faster this time.

Because his classification standard this time is that there are high-yielding species in this world. If there are really no species, he will benchmark them against similar food species in the real world.

Mai Fan didn't believe it. There was no plant that could be cultivated artificially in the vast grassland.

This pull...he really got it right.

There are a lot of seeds, but not many are really useful.

But only one or two of these are needed...

Mai Fan felt excited as he pinched a seed, and he continued to communicate with the little ant in his palm.

These are golden rice ears. When they are ripe, they will bend the stems, right?

The little ant was a little confused. No, it is not golden, and when mature, the rod will not bend.

This made Mai Fan very confused. Could it be that he admitted his mistake?

No, that's not right, it was the diary that identified these seeds, not him.

Therefore, it is absolutely correct from an academic perspective.

Then there is only one possibility left.

‘Do you remember where this plant is produced? If it’s not far away, can you take us there to have a look?’

This is not difficult, 'but now is not the time to mature, how about just looking at this plant?'

Mai Fan nodded and let the little ant lead the way.

As the guardian of Mai Fan, the elder naturally had to follow Mai Fan without hesitation.

He watched Mai Fan carrying the little ant on his back, and when the other's little tentacles touched... the direction they walked changed, which was quite magical.

This rush probably lasted for more than half an hour...

At the edge of the garden area, Mai Fan and his group stopped.

Because it is close to the water moor, there is a shallow water depression behind it.

The ground is bumpy and uneven, with some soil submerged under the water and some protruding above it.

In this ugly soil, some tall plants are sparsely growing.

Mai Fan walked over and made a visual inspection. The tallest of these plants could exceed his head.

You must know that although he is not a big child... he has grown very tall.

And the height of those plants... is nothing like rice in the real world.

The little ant was right, it was indeed not yellow, but green.

As for the wheat ears pulled out of strips above?

Probably because of the spring rice, a lot of stalks have been pulled out from it.

But for these tassels, I don’t know whether the rice grains are too light or the tassels that carry them are too strong.

These growing tassels don’t hang down…

One by one, the branches are pointing towards the sky.

Mai Fan sighed and turned around to look at the elder who was two meters tall.

The elder had spent some time with Mai Fan and felt that his shaman's thoughts were really easy to guess.

The elder stepped forward, picked off a rice ear, and handed it to Wu Fan's hand.

Mai Fan weighed it, wasn't it very heavy?

When he opened the ears of rice, he revealed the ungrown rice inside...

The inner core is still the same rice grain he is familiar with, there is no difference.

Therefore, the reason why it looks so inconspicuous and very tough...

Probably just to resist these little things in his hands.

Maybe it's not just because of these insects... Mai Fan took a look at the surrounding environment.

A large part of it still has to withstand the difficult living environment here.

However, now that these rice grains have met him, his future life is somewhat guaranteed.

Mai Fan turned around and gave another order to the elder.

"This plant here has its roots sticking out."

"Be careful not to hurt the roots. Leave no one behind and bring them all to the ethnic group."

“Find a low-lying area with shallow water and plant it first.”

"Keep a certain distance between each plant... This is a plant that requires a sense of space."

"And these are the output of this plant. If our people can cultivate this to maturity..."

"There will be a very rich harvest."

Before this, the people of the Beast God Clan also cultivated things.

In their impression, planting does not seem to be such a hassle.

But Wu must have a reason for attaching so much importance to this.

It doesn’t take much effort anyway, just sow.

Next, Mai Fan's work progressed much faster.

Mai Fan returned to the tribe and found several plant species with good yields.

After collecting some samples with the help of ants.

According to their own living habits, they settled in another place behind Mai Fan.


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