Chapter 45 God Thinks You Are Great And Gives You a Like
The mounds of dung were built high, and it had been six days since Huang Shao brought the migrant workers from Jing Hua's family to the Tiel Ya's area.
Normal compost cannot be effective in just six days, but this is a place with mountains and seas, a place with witchcraft.
Baili Mao and Huang Kanshan were ready. The former was excited and the latter was doubtful, but they were already in their respective positions. They were just waiting for Juzai to give the order, and this unprecedented dung-picking activity could be officially launched.
to results.
At the same time, the Tiler Ya clan was preparing to sow seeds, while the warriors of the Jinghua clan were standing on both sides with stone shovels, as if they were ready to shoot people at any time.
Of course, this is definitely not a real photo of people, but the preparations for turning the manure pile during the fermentation process. They were also prepared. There were also piles covered on the manure piles that were left to dry for many days and then were dried.
Hand-processed hay.
"Success or failure depends on this! Everyone, please give me some help!"
Yu Zai raised her voice and shouted loudly.
Several tribal leaders were already accustomed to the various strange spoken words of the Akafang clan witches, and apart from the Heiya clan and the Jinghua clan, there was another clan from the three mountains and four fields who came here to watch.
In fact, the main reason is that the Jinghua clan is not as fast as the Tierya clan in picking up manure. After all, this is their own area, and the Jinghua clan is not the home "battle". So Huang Shao, the leader of the Jinghua clan, had an idea and ran to a small tribe to ask for it.
Fat.
Although the Lu family didn't know what the leader of the large Jinghua clan wanted to do with their excrement, they didn't mind if the other party helped them deal with some excrement, so they gave it to them happily.
Then the Tiler Ya family heard about it and ran over, while the Lu family and the monk Zhang Er were confused. After hearing about the compost competition that took place in the Daxie Wilderness, their shaman became very interested and led people to come and force them.
Watch.
As a result, this bunch of melon-eating people are here to stare at each other.
The Lu family also grew rice, but they were better at growing reeds. They lived on the dividing line between Zaori-no-no and Osha-no-no. There was a water vein there. The Lu family lived on one of the hills and did fishing part-time.
Farming.
There are often many wild animals coming to drink water around the reed marshes, so there is a lot of dung nearby, and a considerable part of it flows into the water veins.
In the last flood, they suffered heavy losses, but the Lu people are good at water, and planting rice is a part-time job. Their main job is catching fish, and after the flood, big fish can be picked up everywhere in the mud, so they
The loss is not bad.
After Yuzai found out that Lu was from Yuze District, he suddenly thought of a lot about reeds.
Well, bamboo mats and the like? Feed and the like? And reed paper. This is too early.
It seems that there are many things that reeds can do, but most of them are not relevant to solving the current crisis. Instead, I can ask for advice on fishing techniques. After all, there have been floods for so many years, and recently there have been disasters every year. But reeds have been plagued by disasters every year.
If you are still wandering in the happy little pond, you must have your own special skills.
"We have to find a way to use this guy's janitor skills."
Yu Zai felt that the spread of the composting method was a good way. The plow bought the tiller Ya family, which also made Jinghua family feel very good. However, for the Lu family, they only grew part-time in rice cultivation, and they usually brought the dryer with them.
The main business is catching fish, which makes agricultural equipment a bit embarrassing.
However, Yuzai noticed that each of them had two or three large gourds hanging on their waists.
It's a little strange, are these guys all alchemy boys under the Supreme Lord?
Yuzai scratched his head, but the first priority now was to see the results of the compost.
"Get ready!"
As soon as the order was given, the two wizards immediately performed their witchcraft. Baili Mao caused the wood energy to cover the cultivated land. The warriors of the Tiler Ya clan began to sow seeds, while Huangkan Mountain was boiling with earth energy. The two combined, and the spirit flowed together.
Raw, the piled up mound of dung is starting to ferment at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the time x 32 speed button has been pressed!
And because at least one-third of the pile of dung was dug from the river, there was no need to worry about the moisture level. So inside, a strong smell began to appear, and Yu Zai saw that there was an obvious smell inside.
, immediately shouted: "Quick, quick, quick, Jinghua clan, roll over!"
The soldiers rushed over and smashed the stone shovels into the pile of dung. Immediately afterwards, the indescribable smell of air began to spread, making the Lu family who were watching pinch their noses.
The melon-eaters hid their faces and retreated, while the warriors of the Jinghua clan had pale faces and bulging cheeks. The taste was even more exciting than usual!
"I'm going to vomit, I can't survive!"
One soldier retreated, fell to the ground, opened his mouth and spat out all the leeks he had eaten yesterday.
However, more people smelled and found that their sense of smell seemed to have failed, so they continued to work. I don't know whether it was because their nostrils were completely dry, or if there was really a strange change in the pile of dung.
"Okay, let's start fertilizing!"
Yu Zai shouted: "Witchcraft is really useful!"
This is indeed true!
The faces of the two wizards on the other side gradually turned slightly rosy, and it was obvious that they were now thoroughly warmed up.
After finishing one task, Jinghua's soldiers immediately started working on the other, sending the manure to the farmland non-stop!
Then, Baili Mao took a deep breath and began to increase the output of witchcraft!
Baili Mao took out the quick divination armor, and at the same time, a touch of illusory, frivolous, and extremely special flames surrounded the divination armor and suddenly rose up.
This is not a burning fire, but the "fire" of the tribe!
The energy of wood flowed freely on this farmland, and the huge dragon ghost's shadow gradually twisted and rose. The lower part of the dragon ghost took on the shape of illusory smoke. This was also the first time that Yu Zai saw the complete "totem."
force"!
The dragon ghost of the Tiler Ya family celebrates the wind and rain and prays for a good harvest!
The body of the dragon ghost continued to grow, from one foot to three feet, then to five feet, and finally stopped at eight feet.
It began to wander in the cultivated fields, seeming to bless those seeds.
Baili Mao watched the oracle appear distorted in the firelight, and the totem lines that were originally very light began to solidify. In the process, the words of prayers would merge with the totem lines, and finally the prayers would be completed.
Guarantee this year's spring plowing harvest.
The process of divination is similar to that of praying for good fortune, the only difference lies in the meaning of the written words.
But at this time, Baili Mao stared at the words, and as he looked at them, his expression gradually changed from seriousness to astonishment!
"Dragon Ghost responded! This!"
Baili Mao was a little confused, and this also made Jinghua next to him commotion.
"Praying for spring plowing is something that needs to be done every year. What is your response?"
Huang Kanshan swallowed, as if to comfort himself: "It should be the same as in previous years."
“No it’s not”
Baili Mao even wanted to stand up, obviously he saw something not quite right.
He raised his head, faced Yuzai, and said: "Chifang's clan has its origins, animal justice, good luck in a year without bad luck!"