Super System in the Early Tang Dynasty

Farming in the Tang Dynasty was both simple and complex.

There's no particularly novel technology here; if you're willing to do it, you can always reap some rewards. However, precisely because there's little technical skill involved, under various forms of exploitation, most of the food goes uneaten, and if the harvest is poor, you might have no choice but to sell yourself into slavery.

With the country just pacified and the north still in chaos, Li Xingzhi was undoubtedly extremely fortunate to be able to live such a peaceful and leisurely life in this corner of the south.

He wasn't planting rice, so there was no need for that poor old ox to pull another piece of land. He simply did some weeding, dug up the large clumps of grass that had grown out, shook off the soil, and tossed them aside.

The old clan chief was initially prepared to watch the young man's antics, but the more he watched, the more surprised he became. At first, seeing how stiff and forceful the young man's movements were, he thought he would soon be suffering. However, half an hour had passed, and the young man was getting faster and faster.

The eyes of the people around them also grew brighter and brighter.

In rural areas, physical strength commands respect; literacy earns admiration; and farming skills foster closeness. Only through closeness can one bridge the gap and truly integrate into the community.

Li Xingzhi felt that he hadn't exerted much effort, and he was only slightly sweating when a large area of ​​land had already been tidied up.

Looking back at the newly renovated land behind him, a sense of accomplishment welled up within him, and his previously restless heart seemed to settle down instantly.

Look at Erlang, he's playing with Dahuang and doesn't seem impatient at all.

Looking up at the sky, I realized that the sun was already high in the sky.

The people in the field over there had already started resting nearby.

"I never expected that Li Jia Dalang's skills are even better than those of us old farmers who have been farming for decades!" At this moment, the old clan chief came over and said, his words revealing a warmth he had never shown before! Several burly men who had been working in the fields earlier also ran over.

The old clan chief pulled a burly man with a simple and honest face and said, "This is my Baosheng," then pointed to two other men and said, "These two are Baolin and Baozhong from Wang Ermazi's family."

The group consisted of farmers who weren't good at sweet talk. After exchanging a few pleasantries, they went back to work, leaving only two old men there, staring at Li Xingzhi with curiosity, as if he were some kind of monster.

No wonder they were so surprised. Having lived for so many years, they had seen all sorts of strange things, but they had never seen such a fair-skinned, clean-shaven young man do farm work better than several farmers. You see, this kind of farming may seem simple, but it is also hard work, and it is not something that can be done by strength alone.

After Li Xingzhi took Erlang home for lunch, they returned to the fields. By then, the fields of the two neighboring families had been almost completely plowed, mainly because the soil was soft.

His afternoon work began again.

First, the land was dug into neat rows, like small ditches. Although it was a small plot of land, it looked quite impressive to onlookers. Next, the cultivated seedlings were planted.

Li Xingzhi held a handful of rice seedlings in his left hand and a small hoe in his right. He first put the seedlings down, then carefully covered them with soil with the hoe, then stood up, took a few steps, and repeated the same actions...

After several hours, even Li Xingzhi's abnormal physique couldn't take it anymore. He finally understood what it meant to "hoe the fields at noon, sweat dripping onto the soil." His restless spirit was rising, and he was preparing to compose a few good poems. But when he looked up, he saw the bright moon in the sky and the silver frost stretching for thousands of miles.

Looking at the moon, which seemed to blush and tremble every now and then, Li Xingzhi felt rather bored. Why didn't he have Li Bai's sentimental "three people with their shadows"? He couldn't help but comfort himself with the thought: In thousands of years, there's only one Li Bai.

Li Bai, cough cough, Li Bai wasn't even born yet at this time. His father was probably still a single-celled organism and almost got shot into the wall by his father's father.

But seriously, they all share the same surname, Li, so is there really no homoerotic tension between them?

Okay, let's not talk about Li Dada's frivolous affairs. Li Xingzhi, on the other hand, steadily carried his little hoe, took Erlang, and went home.

Once inside, the fire had already gone out, and the two of them hadn't even had dinner yet. Young Master Li wanted to take a bath, so what should they do?

As was his habit, Li Xingzhi prepared to go out and ask a servant to bring some hot water and food. But as soon as he stepped outside, he found it was pitch black outside. There was only a cute girl hanging in the sky, and not even a single insect chirping in the wild. Li Xingzhi felt utterly desolate.

It is indeed easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. However, even when they first arrived, they probably couldn't adapt to this "farmhouse inn".

Fortunately, he still had a few copper coins. Li Xingzhi smiled bitterly. It seemed that he was better suited to being a lazy bum who did nothing. Without that system, he would have been a useless nobody after transmigrating!

The two enjoyed a hot and delicious meal, took a bath, and then Erlang lay down.

I don't know why, even though everything in the system is good, and Erlang eats it with great relish, why does it taste so bland to him?

Unable to figure it out, Li Xingzhi returned to his space to meditate. To be honest, for some unknown reason, his training hadn't progressed much lately. This was a real blow to the somewhat pragmatic Li Xingzhi. Having no other options, he could only take it one day at a time, like a monk ringing the bell in a martial arts novel—a process of gradual accumulation leading to a breakthrough. That being said, don't you see, even those old men who have trained for decades can't defeat a rising star?

The next morning, Li Xingzhi had just finished practicing a set of radio calisthenics outside when he suddenly heard a sharp, urgent cry of an eagle, which seemed to be flying towards him.

Upon hearing this, Li Xingzhi knew it was his own bird. He was a little puzzled, thinking something had happened. He looked up and saw a large eagle with two small black dots chasing closely behind it. The eagle in front seemed to be fleeing!

Li Xingzhi's curiosity was piqued. He wondered what was so powerful that it could make this aerial overlord flee in panic!

Three birds, one large and two small, flew closer and closer. Li Xingzhi strained his eyes to see what they were. It turned out that behind his own eagle were two small birds with long tails, black backs, and white bellies. They were no bigger than the palm of his hand. When Li Xingzhi saw what they were, he was surprised. "Aren't these magpies? When did they become so powerful?"

The poor eagle, its prestige completely shattered today, hastily sought help from its all-powerful master.

Li Xingzhi was stunned to see the eagle, which was being constantly harassed by two magpies and unable to take off.

Seeing the birds getting closer and closer, the eagle was already in a sorry state, with many of its once neat feathers missing. Without further hesitation, it took out the throwing knife in its hand, exerted its strength, and a thin, cold light slashed into the sky. The two birds that had been so powerful and majestic just moments before were now falling straight down to the ground, motionless.

Li Xingzhi put away the throwing knife, turned around and grabbed the two birds, but was so angry that he laughed. Aren't they just two ordinary magpies?

He glared fiercely at the eagle, furious! You, the mighty ruler of the skies, were utterly humiliated by two little birds, and you still have the nerve to come back and cry for help?

He looked the eagle up and down. Yes, it was a purebred Southern Stone Eagle, with strong and powerful wings and no injuries.

He slapped the juvenile eagle twice and ignored it. Although the land was almost ready, he still planned to plant some fruit trees next to the land so that he would have a reason to eat some strange fruits in the future.

Just as he was about to go back to the house, a sharp eagle cry suddenly rang in his ears. He was about to curse when he saw the "little eagle in the air" brace its claws on the branch, spread its wings, circle twice in the air, and then swoop down with a look of certainty!

Li Xingzhi shouted "Good!"

This is the true posture of an eagle!

The eagle swooped down at incredible speed, aiming to snatch at the tiny thing below!

Suddenly, just as if the plane was about to disintegrate, the eagle failed to lift off. Its wings lost their balance, and it plummeted forward, landing in a daze.

Li Xingzhi's mouth is wide open, what kind of act is he putting on now?

Is this the lowest of the low among eagles, the worst of the worst among airplanes, really from their family?

Li Xingzhi glanced around furtively, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one had witnessed this embarrassing scene.

Only then did he start to care about that thing that had always embarrassed him, the one called an eagle, after all, it was something he had put a lot of effort into training!

Li Xingzhi walked to the spot where the eagle had performed the "Wild Goose Landing on the Sand" move, which was now a scene of utter devastation.

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What should I say?

Another day of feeling down!

Two weeks ago, I said I would change my ways, live a good life, and strive for improvement every day. However, I never expected that once this habit is formed, it would be so difficult to be a happy little pig!

Okay, everyone, please give me a break. You know, I just got out of bed, ate a bite of food, and started writing.

Do you all have anything to say? I, for one, have nothing to say.