"Alright, I'll definitely eat more."
Du Feng hurriedly jogged to catch up. After a whole morning's labor, he was already hungry. It could be said that he had never been this hungry before. Even if he went into isolation for ten years, he would not be as hungry as he was now.
After returning to the village, the clever Du Feng quickly gave the villagers some fish and meat. This time, not only was there a big fat pig, but there was also a whole cow and a sheep. Because he knew that he would have to eat a lot of their food later, he gave more meat as compensation.
Although the villagers' food was only vegetables, fruits, and grains, it was still embarrassing to just eat their food. Ever since he knew how difficult it was to grow those vegetables and grains, Du Feng knew how to cherish them even more.
"This young man is really generous, bringing so much meat."
"Yeah, he's much more generous than that person last time."
Du Feng followed the village chief inside, and along the way, he heard the villagers discussing. He caught the main point in their words. Someone had come to this village before. Actually, there was nothing strange about it. After all, the Upper Realm was so big, and it was normal for people to insult the Endless Realm occasionally.
Originally, he wanted to ask the village chief grandpa where the person who came last time went. Did he fly out from the sky, or did he jump down from the mountain stream? Why was there no trace of him? In the end, the old man acted as if he did not hear anything and continued to walk forward. Instead, the villagers continued to nag and passed into Du Feng's ears.
"That person last time, he only worked for half a day before running away. In the end, when he crossed the bridge, he fell down himself. "
"Yeah, why did he run away? It's not like we're not giving him food to eat."
Alright, now Du Feng understood everything. The person who entered the Endless Realm by mistake also followed the village chief grandpa to work in the farmland. Maybe he could not take the hardship, so he ran away. In the end, when he crossed the single-plank bridge, his legs gave way and he fell down from above.
Frankly speaking, after Du Feng finished his work this morning, his legs were as weak as two strands of ramen. Fortunately, he was not in a hurry to leave, nor did he plan to run away. Instead, he first rolled on the ground to rest for a while, then followed the village chief back.
The farmland was just outside the village. To run out, one would need to cross a single-plank bridge, but it would not take much effort to walk in.
Ever since they entered the village, Du Tulong seemed to have stopped talking. Du Feng tried to communicate with Du Tulong, wanting to ask him about the mountain stream. In the end, she saw him lying on a leaf, sleeping soundly.
It seemed that there should be no problem with the village elder. If there was a problem, Du Tulong would have hidden long ago. Since he wasn't hiding and was sleeping, there shouldn't be a problem.
In fact, Du Feng had also suspected that the foreign warriors had been killed by the people in this village. Otherwise, why didn't he see anyone after so many years? The only person who was different in the village was the father of the pair of siblings.
This was because their father was fairer than the other villagers, and he wore coarse clothes. However, their mother never appeared, and he didn't know what was going on.
When Du Feng crossed the mountain stream, he followed behind Little Shitou and the others. He stepped on the rattan to adjust his balance and didn't think too much. Now that he heard the villagers say that the last person fell to his death, he thought of a serious problem. Starting from the mountain stream, it was a no-fly zone.
He tried to use the Imperial Sky Technique to float a little, but it didn't work at all. That's right, this was definitely a no-fly zone. No wonder the last person fell to his death.
Currently in the village, Du Feng didn't dare to use the Shura's membrane wings to fly. If he became a meditation cultivator and angered the village elder, it would be troublesome if he killed him with a hoe.
"Sit, young man. What do you want to drink today?"
Last night, the village elder took out a jar of rice wine. Today, he still took out grain wine, but it was white wine. This white wine wasn't very clear and was a little cloudy.
"I still have to work in the afternoon, so I won't drink at noon."
Du Feng quickly refused because he had already tasted the wine in the village last night. After he got drunk, he immediately fell asleep. He slept as if he was dead and didn't know anything. He originally thought that his alcohol tolerance was high enough, but he didn't expect the wine to have such a strong aftereffect. The rice wine was already so powerful, what about the white wine?
"It's okay. Drink less and work more energetically."
With that, the village elder poured a bowl of white wine, not giving Du Feng a chance to refuse. He really had no choice but to eat a few mouthfuls of vegetables and then take a sip of the white wine. Not to mention, today's white wine was even more fragrant than yesterday's rice wine.
The taste was soft in the mouth, sweet in the mouth, and the aftertaste was long!
"Good wine!"
Du Feng couldn't help but praise the wine that tasted so good.
"Drink more good wine!"
Well, it was all Du Feng's fault for having a cheap mouth. As soon as he said that it was good wine, the village elder directly placed a jar of white wine in front of him. He couldn't not drink it even if he wanted to.
This lunch, Du Feng bit the bullet and finished it. He stuffed the vegetables and fruits into his mouth with all his might. As for the meat and fish that he brought, he didn't touch them at all. Because he had plenty of those things, there was nothing to be greedy about.
However, the vegetables and fruits in the village, as well as the big steamed buns made of flour, were very satisfying to eat. After eating and sleeping last night, he still remembered that Cultivation had directly advanced to the next level. Therefore, this afternoon, he stuffed as much as he could into his mouth. With food and rice as a base, it didn't seem that easy to get drunk after drinking.
This lunch lasted more than two hours, and by the time they finished, it was already late afternoon. Not only did Du Feng finish all the dishes on the table, but he also drank the jar of white wine. He kept burping as he walked.
"Old man, are we still going to hoe the fields in the afternoon?"
Du Feng was full and felt embarrassed to stay there, so he volunteered to work in the fields.
"No need. You go down with them to watch the sowing. I'll go back and take an afternoon nap."
In the end, the old man didn't let Du Feng continue to hoe the fields. Instead, he asked him to watch the sowing. In the morning, the village elder gave a demonstration while waving the hoe to dig holes. He had already dug a lot of holes. Those holes needed to be sown with seeds, watered with water, and then buried again.
"Okay, old man, have a good rest."
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