System: I was surrounded by six cute babies at the beginning

This rain over the Dragon Country was very special.

Nearly [-] provinces, at the same time, had a drizzle that lasted only a few minutes.

Such a large area of ​​rainfall in such a short time is indeed very special.

Strangely, some people found that the rain and mist floating on the face can make people feel happy.

And the farmers who guarded the fields and grabbed their own grain were even happier.

Because they found that after the rain, the food was kept.

"Great, the Bodhisattva has appeared!"

"Hurry up, pay homage to the Bodhisattva!"

Jiang Feng saw it and slipped away quickly.

Since people think it was done by a Bodhisattva, it should be a Bodhisattva.

He was too lazy to explain, and there was no need to explain.

Maybe if you explain it, people won't believe it, so why ask for trouble.

"According to the feedback from various places, this year's grain production should be able to keep [-]%!"

Standing on the flat concrete road, looking at the golden rice, Mr. Su said excitedly.

"Forty percent! It can last for a year or two, no problem!"

Marshal Mu turned to Jiang Feng, his gratitude beyond words.

"Brother Jiang, are you a monster that has lived for thousands of years?
Maybe it's more appropriate for you to call me brother! "

Jiang Feng asked with a smile, "Old Mu, I'm kind enough to help, but you still scold me?"

"I'm not scolding you, I'm praising you for your supernatural powers, comparable to a fairy!" Mu Dashuai explained.

"Thousand-year bastard, ten-thousand-year tortoise... aren't you scolding me?"

Since Jiang Feng wanted to think this way on purpose, Marshal Mu simply didn't bother to defend himself, "What's wrong with the bastard? At least he has a long life!"

Mr. Su stepped forward and interrupted their conversation, "Brother Jiang, didn't you just say that
Even if the food in the territory is gone, can you guarantee the food supply?
Can you let me see how it works? "

"That's what I was going to say."

Jiang Feng glanced at his wife and children, and asked Mr. Su,
"I want to go back to my hometown to fulfill my promise. Do you want to stay here and continue your research, or come with me?"

For Mr. Su, the most important thing is to study Jiang Feng at present.

He actively urged: "Then hurry up! Let me, a frog in a well, open my eyes again!"

Mr. Su was so modest, Jiang Feng was a little embarrassed, he asked: "The frog... also started to stand and walk?"

"Haha!" Marshal Mu laughed, "You bastard, can't you molest our old man a few times?"

……

As soon as he returned to Jiang Feng's hometown, the neighbors quickly gathered around.

"Jiang Feng, we all saw it in the news. It rained in other places and kept the food. You helped, right?"

"No, how can I have such a great ability." Jiang Feng did not admit it.

However, these relatives and friends all believed that it was him, "It's you, don't pretend!"

There was still a bit of jealousy in Aunt Liu's words, "I also said, if you help others but don't help us, I must go to your parents and tell you well!"

"Haha." Jiang Feng smiled, "Am I the kind of person who doesn't count?"

"Don't talk, you really don't mean anything!"

Neighbor Aunt Wang said, "When you were young, you often said that you would marry old Zhang Xiaomin when you grow up.

Now, he is still single, and you are the father of six children.

Doesn't this mean that words don't count? "

They were all elders who watched Jiang Feng grow up. Of course they knew some interesting things about him when he was a child.

The crowd burst into laughter.

Nima, can you take what this little brat said during play house?
Besides, this is what the original master did, not him.

Jiang Feng shook his head and smiled wryly, "It seems that everyone has a lot of opinions on me, otherwise, I'd better go?"

"Don't go, don't go, just kidding, if you go, we will be hungry!"

Let's get down to business quickly.

Aunt Liu asked: "Now that the food is gone, how can you help us?"

"You'll find out later."

After Jiang Feng made a fool of himself, he led the crowd to the rice field.

Looking at the empty straws, Jiang Feng asked everyone: "Do you want to keep these straws? If not, I'll smash them all?"

"Let's save some," Aunt Liu said, "During winter, put up the bedding, or the chickens, ducks and geese will be frozen."

Aunt Wang also said: "Let's keep some of my family's cattle too. There is no forage in winter, and my family's dozen or so cows have to rely on them."

When they found that there was a problem with the food, they wanted to die, and they didn't care about these straws.

But now that Jiang Feng was there, they felt at ease.

Nothing seemed to have happened.

So, now I am thinking about these trivial things.

Since everyone has a request, Jiang Feng will satisfy it, anyway, it's a matter of little effort.

"Ok, no problem."

Everyone saw that a black knife suddenly flew from the sky, and the blade exuded white light.

Needless to say, this must have been done by Jiang Feng.

In this regard, they have accepted it frankly.

Now, no matter what strange things happened to Jiang Feng, they felt normal.

Suddenly, the broadsword spun rapidly and landed at the root of the straw.

"Shhhhh!"

Perhaps it was because the rotation speed was too fast and the knife was too sharp, the straw was cut off from the root without even moving a bit.

The cut straw was suspended three meters high, and Jiang Feng flicked his fingers like a spiderman.

The ropes ran to the straw immediately, tied them up, and temporarily stacked them in a corner of the rice field.

Soon, the straw was all cleared away.

At a glance, the entire rice field seems to have completed the autumn harvest.

However, the rice fields are covered with a thick layer of broken rice.

Someone behind him murmured quietly, "Isn't Jiang Feng going to plow the fields and plant rice?"

"The season is not right now. We are not in the tropics here. It takes more than half a year for rice to grow!"

"Okay, okay, let's see what Jiang Feng does. What happened to him is in line with common sense?"

"Too……"

These discussions were also what Elder Su and Marshal Mu were thinking.

Laws are summed up from historical experience.

But Jiang Feng seemed to exist outside of history...

He should not be like ordinary people when he farms, he has to plow the fields several times, right?
They are still more and more curious.

At this time, Jiang Feng stretched out his right hand forward, and a grain of rice appeared in his palm.

one grain?
Anyone who has ever farmed knows that one mu of land needs about two catties of seeds.

Two catties of seeds, how many seeds should there be?It takes half a day to count.

But the field in front of me is at least 6000 mu.

"Jiang Feng isn't joking, is he?"

They said that they would not doubt Jiang Feng and would accept all the strange things that happened to him.

But when he saw that Jiang Feng had only one seed in his palm, doubts inevitably arose in his heart.

"All right, all right, stop mumbling, just wait and see, how could Jiang Feng lie to us!"

"That's right, he used to eat my milk when he was a child!" The aunt who said this was very proud.

Hearing this, Little Pudding took a closer look at the man and decided to wait a while and ask Jiang Feng a question.

Regarding the words behind him and what little pudding wanted to ask, Jiang Feng had already heard them.

However, he pretended nothing happened.

Because, he wants to see the next miraculous scene...

The spiritual liquid turned into a light green light, flew to the palm of the hand, and wrapped the grain of rice.

Then, like a glowing firefly, the rice flew to the field and burrowed into the soil.

Five seconds later, a miracle happened...