The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Xiao Han smiled and flattered him, "Master Jiuhua is indeed smart."

Jiuhua rolled his eyes, disdainful of Xiao Han's flattery which was not subtle at all.

Xiao Han continued, "I'd like you to help me sell the black gold rice that Immortal King Yu gave me just now. In return, I'll give you ten grains of rice."

This kind of rich young man would not be greedy and deduct her income, so she felt at ease and gave the grain to Jiuhua to sell.

After all, she herself didn't have the time to look for a suitable buyer.

Jiuhua agreed readily.

Xiao Han kept ten grains of millet and gave the rest to Jiuhua.

It’s not that she likes to eat it and doesn’t want to eat more, it’s just that poor people can’t bear to eat such good things, even if they are good for cultivation.

She had to practice a lot of sixth-grade talismans, and the expenses were too high.

When Jiuhua left, she told him the names of several sixth-grade runes and asked him to bring her blank rune paper with these runes.

Her time is too precious now to go out shopping.

After Jiuhua left, Xiao Han immediately released the croton and cooked black rice for it to taste.

After all, ever since the millet began to mature, I have been drooling every day for it, but I dare not taste a single grain.

Xiao Han casually made a very rough pottery pot and directly cooked two grains of rice.

When the fragrance came out, Croton kept muttering greedily, "Is it ready? Is it ready? It's cooked, it should be cooked!"

Xiao Han estimated that it was cooked, so he took out the bowl that Badou used to eat from and put the rice grains, which were as big as a steamed bun, into the bowl.

Croton took a bite and immediately started pecking at it, mumbling, "Delicious, really delicious!"

Xiao Han smiled and said, "The millet I got this time was too little, and I'm in urgent need of money. When the next harvest is ripe, I'll get more, and then I'll let you eat to your heart's content."

Croton immediately flapped its wings and said, "I will catch the insects more carefully."

Xiao Han felt that the contribution of croton was really significant, so she would leave all the remaining eight grains of millet for croton to eat.

She built ridges on the acre of land used as the experimental field, and then used the magic of spring breeze and rain, and the spiritual water fell directly on the acre of land like a torrential rain.

Back then, she even drank the dishwater made with the lowest-level Spring Breeze and Rain technique. Now, this spiritual water, whose spiritual energy concentration was countless levels higher, flowed into the fields to soak them.

After the spiritual water softened the land, Xiao Han used his spiritual power to crush the rice straw from the previous season into grass powder, sprinkled it in the field, and then pinched his fingers and cast a spell, stirring it like a rotary tiller.

The grain seeds have been planted a day earlier, but there is still no sign of germination.

Xiao Han thought about the last season, when it took almost three months for the seeds to sprout after being planted in the fields. She thought soaking them for a day would still have no effect.

However, she did not dare to make too big changes. She continued to plant the remaining nine acres of land according to the previous planting method, and then continued to soak the seeds in her own acre of land to germinate.

After ten days, the seeds still showed no signs of showing white spots.

However, she no longer dared to continue sprinkling water and soaking the seeds. The seeds were too precious and she was afraid of causing any problems.

One acre of land in the experimental field was once again filled with spiritual water and stirred into a thin paste.

Xiao Han planted the millet at intervals of ten feet.

After this, the nine-acre plot continued to follow the same planting method as last time, while the one-acre experimental plot followed Xiao Han's own ideas.

Two months later, Xiao Han irrigated the nine acres of land with rainwater as usual, and then moved on to the experimental field.

Suddenly, her eyes widened.'

In the experimental fields, millet has already sprouted tender shoots as long as a fingernail.

Xiao Han was overjoyed. He carefully looked at the placement of each grain of millet in the experimental field, and finally found ten tender sprouts.

In the following two days, Xiao Han wished he could find a flower in the experimental field. Every time he searched carefully for a long time to make sure that a few new sprouts had appeared.

Three days later, all the millet in the experimental field sprouted, a full month earlier than the millet in the other nine acres of land.

Whether this shortened month is due to the soaking of seeds or the fact that the entire field is covered with mud and has sufficient moisture, it shows that the germination time of millet can be shortened significantly.

However, Xiao Han felt that the cultivation method of the spiritual rice in the fairyland had been practiced for tens of thousands of years, and perhaps the rice had already evolved into the characteristics of dry rice.

So she divided another acre of experimental field into half, keeping half of it semi-dry and the other half with water covering the roots.

Because rice straw could be used as fertilizer, Xiao Han, in addition to applying fertilizer normally as recorded, also sprinkled some more rice straw crumbs in the experimental field.

After three months, the seedlings in the nine acres of land began to sprout, and in the one acre of experimental field, the seedlings were already more than two inches tall.

Half a year later, Jiuhua came to the medicine garden again with the immortal stones he got from selling the millet and the blank talisman paper specified by Xiao Han.

Before he had time to hand the things to Xiao Han, he glanced at the black gold rice planting area and suddenly exclaimed.

He pointed at the seedlings that were noticeably taller and asked, "Were these planted in two batches?"

Xiao Han smiled proudly, "It's the same batch, just the planting method is different. When it finally matures and the final results come out, I will tell you how to grow it."

Jiuhua no longer cared and handed the remaining spirit stones, blank talisman paper, and talisman ink to Xiao Han.

Since the black gold rice planted by others has not yet matured, the millet that Xiao Han is selling now is sold at the seed price. Although the price has dropped a bit, it is still 23,000 fairy stones per grain.

Xiao Han calculated the remaining expenses for immortal stones, talisman paper and ink, and found that Jiuhua had not taken the ten grains of millet as a fee.

She took out 230,000 immortal stones and handed them to Jiuhua.

Jiuhua shook his head and said, "You helped me once, so this is just a reward. Next time you sell it, I'll give you a commission."

Xiao Han was stunned. "What have I helped you with?"

Jiuhua was too embarrassed to say that it was her scolding that woke him up, so he just said "I'm leaving" and hurriedly left the medicine garden.

Although Xiao Han was confused, he quickly put the question behind him.

Looking at the handfuls of immortal stones and blank talisman paper, she suddenly felt that the ten years of hard work were worth it.

After this, she can continue to practice drawing talismans in her spare time.

In this way, although my days feel much busier, they are more fulfilling.

Another month passed, and the seedlings in the experimental field began to tiller. Previously, they could only tiller two lateral buds, with a total of three stems in a nest. Now, some of the seedlings actually produced three lateral buds.

With the main trunk, it becomes a seedling with four stems.

Xiao Han was immediately pleasantly surprised. It seemed that the harvest would be greatly increased.

But she thought of another question.

What if, because she is good at farming, Immortal King Yu continues to tempt her to continue farming, will she really become a tenant farmer in the fairy world?