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Chapter 13

Words:1875Update:22/06/30 06:44:30

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Lone Wolf put down the old hen and before he could say a word, the old hen began clucking. Fangzheng also understood it.

The old hen said, "Master, save me! I'm a good chicken at the foot of the mountain! I have an owner! This prodigal son of a wolf ran into the chicken coop and grabbed me when I wasn't paying attention! Save me! I don't want to die! Cluck! "

Fangzheng was rendered speechless. Seeing the old hen in such a state, he guessed that even if he wasn't a monk, he would not be able to kill a chicken for its meat, right? He began to suspect the reason why the System had given him this ability. It was definitely up to no good.

"Enough, stop clucking. It's so early in the morning. Those who know are the old hen's clucking, but those who don't might think that I did something to you. " When Fangzheng said that, a strange scene flashed in his mind. He immediately felt disgusted as he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Lone Wolf, send it back. Don't steal chickens again. We will settle the food ourselves. "

Although Lone Wolf was somewhat unwilling, he still nodded and carried the fat chicken down the mountain.

From afar, Fangzheng could hear the fat chicken's clucking. "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master, for not killing me! Darn dog, why are you so fierce? Are you glaring at me? I'll glare at you too! Who's afraid of you? Do you still dare to eat me? Aren't you afraid of Master ¥#% # …&"

As Fangzheng listened to the garrulous words, he finally understood why the ancients described a garrulous person as an old hen! It was even more garrulous than a duck … At the same time, Fangzheng pitied Lone Wolf. His ears had definitely suffered on the way down the mountain.

After sending Lone Wolf off, Fangzheng's stomach began to grumble. He was hungry!

Fangzheng immediately found the flower pot where the Crystal Rice seeds were planted. Before he even approached it, he caught a whiff of fragrance! It was the fragrance of rice. Amidst its elegance, there was a hint of temptation to his appetite!

Fangzheng took a careful look and saw a two-meter-tall rice plant growing out of the flower pot. The rice plant was covered in rice grains, and each grain was golden in color. The rice grains were unable to contain the pure white crystalline inside. They were torn apart by the rice grains as they protruded out.

The fragrance was coming from the Crystal Rice. Although it didn't spread far, only about ten meters, it was better than any rice Fangzheng had ever seen! There was no need to cook it. Just the smell alone made Fangzheng feel like he treated it like a treasure. The life-saving rice in the rice vat was practically dregs that could not be eaten.

Just as Fangzheng's mind wandered, there was a popping sound as a grain of Crystal Rice burst through its outer layer and fell! Then, like a chain reaction, all the Crystal Rice fell off on their own!

Fangzheng hurriedly ran over to collect the rice. He was shocked when he did so. There was a full catty of Crystal Rice in the rice stalk! The output was simply astonishing!

Under normal circumstances, the yield of a single rice plant was measured in grams, but this one was directly measured in catties! Fangzheng's first thought was that if the paddy seeds could be sold in batches, it would be difficult not to make a fortune! And to those countries that lacked food and clothing, this was definitely a great merit!

Fangzheng nearly drooled when he thought of how he had saved countless people and how he could win countless chances at the draw. But the moment he thought of the price, Fangzheng's thoughts were instantly extinguished.

Three hundred yuan per seed was definitely a sky-high price. If he were to really sell it, he would probably be spewed to death by people the very next day! It was useless to produce a catty of rice. Three hundred yuan per catty was still a sky-high price!

Most importantly, Fangzheng really had no money! To buy the System's products, money had to be tainted with merit. Such money could only be spent on the incense oil given by the pious hearts of believers. However, with this kind of money and One Finger Temple's flourishing incense offerings, Fangzheng estimated that he would not be able to buy too many seeds on the day he died. It was already a miracle that he did not starve to death. As for benefiting others — dream on!

"I can only hope that incense offerings will flourish in the future. If it really becomes the biggest temple in the world, the incense oil money will definitely not be lacking. When the time comes, it's not like I can't afford the seeds … "Fangzheng mumbled before asking," System Bro, if I take these seeds out, can our world's technology crack it? Or can we replicate or improve it? "

"How can an ant understand Mathematical Olympiad? That's a question, "answered the System humorously.

Fangzheng decisively gave up on the thought. The System's existence could not be explained by science. It was likely the same for the Crystal Rice.

Fangzheng asked again, "Can the Crystal Rice I have be planted again as seeds?"

"No, this rice can only be used for eating. There's no other use," said the System.

Fangzheng shook his head helplessly. Since it could only be used for eating, so be it! The rice in the rice vat was left aside. He had invested three hundred yuan in rice, so he had to try it first!

Therefore, Fangzheng ran to boil the rice. Fangzheng was alone, so a handful of rice was sufficient. A catty of rice could last him a day or two if he ate sparingly.

The rice was crystalline and there was no need to wash it. After the rice was placed in the pot, water was added, and the firewood was lit. All that was left was to wait.

A few minutes later, a fragrance wafted out of the pot. Fangzheng did not know if he was hungry or for some other reason, but he felt light-headed when he smelled the rice fragrance. He exclaimed, "I've never smelled such fragrant rice in my life! If only the old man was still around. He would definitely smile and recite Amitabha after eating a mouthful of this rice. "

Upon thinking of One Finger, Fangzheng's gluttony was suppressed by a faint yearning.

At the same time, the trio arrived at the mountaintop.

"Village Chief, isn't this matter a little too unbelievable? Isn't One Finger Temple on the verge of collapse? We even came to take a look a while ago. I was the one who delivered the government documents. Why did those university students say that we lied to them? They even said that One Finger Temple is very new … That's ridiculous, "a man dressed in a dark blue woolen shirt and a flat hat grumbled.

"Enough. What's the point of saying all this nonsense when we've been blabbering the entire way? Won't we know once we take a look? " The man dressed in camouflage pants, canvas shoes, a white shirt with a tinge of yellow, and a pale green coat was One Finger Village's Village Chief, Wang Yougui. The person who had spoken previously was the village's accountant, Yang Ping. The other old man, who looked like an enigmatic gourd, was the village secretary, Tan Juguo.

The trio did not plan on climbing Mt. One Finger. After all, the mountain was a little steep. The steps leading up were also covered in moss. If they were not careful, they could easily slip and die. Nowadays, only a few old hunters and occasional outdoor enthusiasts would climb Mt. One Finger.

As for going up the mountain to pay their respects to Buddha, only a few nostalgic elders would come. Now that One Finger was no longer around, those elders also gave up on the idea and did not come.

As the trio conversed, they arrived at the mountaintop. When they looked up, they were stunned.

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