The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 402 Ten

When Cui Yan woke up the next day, he felt refreshed. Yun Mo took him and Cui Yi to practice a set of boxing. The beginners practiced it crookedly, but Yun Mo was not angry. The child was still young, so he just took it step by step.

After a month, Cui Yan and Cui Yi were able to practice boxing quite well. Little Cui Feng also followed their example every day, and his humming and humming were particularly endearing. However, because he was still young, Yun Mo was worried that interfering too much would hurt his bones, so he just let him practice boxing.

After a month, Cui Yan and Cui Yi were able to run a complete circle around the village and walk back instead of crawling.

Yun Mo took out the sandbags he had prepared for them. By the time they could easily run a lap with a ten-pound weight, their punches were no longer weak and feeble, and Cui's parents were completely convinced that their son, Da Lang, could also practice martial arts. Cui's mother even pulled Cui Yan and Cui Yi aside and told Yun Mo to avoid excessive emotions, such as joy, sadness, anger, and anything else, repeatedly warning him not to upset him.

Cui's father was also listening nearby. For a moment, the three of them felt very complicated. Cui Yan and Cui Yi obeyed Yun Mo's words even more. Even Cui's father tried to speak softly to Yun Mo.

After harvesting the soybeans, Cui Yan and Cui Yi had already memorized the venous diagram and started learning the internal martial arts techniques.

However, this time, the soybean harvest attracted onlookers, because the soybeans grown by Cui's father were visibly better than those grown by others.

Several younger generations asked to weigh the weight. When Cui's father was farming, he made a lot of things. Many people regarded them as a joke, but they did not dare to show it in front of Cui's father because of his seniority.

Now that the harvest was obviously good, everyone's minds began to wander, and the few who had come to help at the beginning were secretly recalling how they had done it.

Father Cui knew that Yun Mo intended to teach this method of increasing yields to the clan members, so he let a few younger generations do the weighing.

Cui Lu: “Three hundred pounds?!”

Cui Lu: "Great uncle, three hundred pounds!"

The onlookers fell silent for a moment, and Father Cui swallowed.

Father Cui: “Three hundred pounds? Really!”

Cui Lu: “Really?”

Cui Lu: "Three hundred catties per mu!"

Cui’s father: “…”

Although I knew the production would be high, I didn’t expect it to be this high!

Father Cui was excited.

Cui's father: "Cui Lu"

Father Cui: "How many kilograms per mu does your family produce this year?"

Cui Lu: "This year our family planted 120 kilograms of beans per mu." The onlookers seemed to have just realized what was happening. The clan leader who came to watch the fun even grabbed Cui Lu and asked him anxiously if he had seen it wrong.

Cui Lu: "Chief, this is more than half off, there is no mistake"

The clan leader suddenly looked at Cui's father with a look like a hungry wolf seeing meat. According to Cui's father's later recollection, he almost thought that he was the fat meat that everyone wanted to take a bite of.

The village chief asked someone to send Shu back home to Cui's father. At this time, Yun Mo had just modified a light skill into the way he wanted. He heard the sound of a group of people talking in the house, so he put down the skill in his hand and went out to take a look.

Yun Mo: "Father"

Yun Mo: "What's going on?"

Yun Mo saw Cui's father, who was in charge, asking a question. Everyone turned around and were stunned.

The boy had just turned sixteen, with a head of black hair tied in a high ponytail. He was wearing a bright red waisted, wide-sleeved robe made by Cui's mother. The robe was embroidered with dark patterns in dark red silk thread. The breeze blew the sleeves of the robe, revealing the black lining underneath. He had a handsome face and a gorgeous temperament, just like the saying that only exists in heaven and cannot be seen on earth.

Father Cui: "Da Lang"

Father Cui: "They insisted on helping me to send Shu back, what do you think?"

Yun Mo: "Then put it in the warehouse."

Yun Mo: "Pick out the seeds and save them someday."

Yun Mo: "I have other uses for the rest."

Father Cui: “Okay.”

When Cui's father turned around to tell people to leave, he saw a yard full of idiots. He followed their line of sight and saw the back of his own Dalang.

Cui’s father: “…”

Suddenly, he felt angry that someone was targeting the little cabbage he had worked so hard to raise. Before Cui's father could calm down, the village chief grabbed Cui's hand with a warm look on his face.

Cui Gong: "Uncle, how old is your Dalang?"

Cui Gong: "Have you found someone to marry?"

Cui’s father: “…”…

Cui Gong: "I have a daughter who is about the same age as Dalang. She is extremely beautiful and a perfect match for Dalang."

…………This is the father of the pig who wants to steal his cabbage.

Father Cui: "Your daughter is going to call my son uncle, right?"

Cui Gong: "Oh, why are you so strict about generations? They are not related by blood, right?"

Cui Gong: "Don't worry, I will give you a sufficient dowry."

Cui Gong: "I will never let Dalang suffer any injustice"

Father Cui: “…” “…Father Cui felt like he was marrying off his daughter-in-law instead of his son.

Father Cui: “That won’t work either.”

Cui Gong: "Uncle Cui, dear uncle, are you discussing this?"

Cui's father: "There is no room for negotiation"

Father Cui: "My eldest son has just turned sixteen and has won the title of Juren."

Cui's father: "I have no say in his marriage"

Cui Gong: "... (Oh no, I was so bewildered by that face that I forgot he was a juren scholar. His daughter is totally unworthy of him.)"

Cui Gong: "Hey!"

Cui Gong: "My daughter, it's not that I don't love you, I really tried my best"

Father Cui: “…”… (drama queen)