Archdruid Farming Online

One of the tasks Xiao Xiaoming and Chen Jingying drew was to grow flowers, and the other was to weed. Neither of them had ever been exposed to a job that required technical content, such as growing wheat.

Therefore, when they first went to the wheat field in a tricycle, they were apprehensive.

With the sound of wheels rolling across the path, the closer they got to the wheat field, the more disturbed the two of them felt.

"I heard that wheat must be planted in soil that has no radiation at all, otherwise it cannot grow. Even so, due to the radiation of the wheat seeds during the cataclysm, it has degraded, and the current wheat yield is lower than that before the cataclysm. At that time, it more than doubled."

"Isn't that difficult to serve?"

"That's right, it's not like you haven't been to a five-star restaurant. How much is a plate of vegetables there? How much is a steamed bun?"

"..."

Xiao Xiaoming recalled the price, held the tablet computer and sighed: "No wonder Qingshan Village has only such a small amount of treated farmland, all of which are planted with wheat, and I don't know how much we can harvest in a year."

……

Green Jinjiang Platform——

"One hundred and eight."

The enthusiastic audience answered Xiao Xiaoming's question with barrage.

Then they said-

"However, with the little Veela around, maybe the production can be increased in one year, doubled in two years, and break through the growth limit in the third year, with a yield of [-] per mu!"

"..."

It's okay to double it, one thousand and eight can't bear it!

The boy from the Agricultural College, who was playing a game while watching the live broadcast with a small window, saw the bullet screen drifting by, dropped the mouse, and rushed to the Lujin River——

"impossible!"

Regardless of the scolding from his teammates in the earphones, he passionately presented facts and reasoned data on the screen——

"Since the end of the catastrophe period 200 years ago, the yield of rice and wheat has remained at a low level of about [-] jin per mu. After years of research and breeding by countless experts, the yield has recovered, but it has never exceeded four Hundred catties."

"With the power of so many experts here, if you say that after defeating the threat of crows, the little Veela made great achievements, and the yield per mu is close to [-] catties. If it is more than [-] catties? Impossible, absolutely impossible! "

After thinking about it, he felt that the tone was not strong enough to express his firm position, and added referring to Lu Jinjiang's past unspoken rules——

"I'll prove it! If the yield per mu in Qingshan Village can exceed [-] catties, I will not only kneel down and call you Dad in the live broadcast, but also put on a pink ballet skirt and broadcast Swan Lake to you!"

"..."

Although what the little brother from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences said is very reasonable, the audience in the live broadcast room are no longer what they used to be after countless times of face-slapping.

They no longer need to present facts, reason and evidence.

There is also no need to look at various line charts, histograms, pie charts.

Not to be deceived by the "impossible" of the predecessors.

There is only one sentence left in their hearts——

Believe in Su Che, don't cut your mouth!

Little Veela is such an existence that turns decay into magic!

Faced with my brother's doubts and explanations, the audience in the live broadcast——

"Ha ha."

"Heizi is getting paid again? Come out and check in?"

"Waiting for pink tutus and swan lake."

"By the way...heizi's sacrifice this time is a bit big!"

"..."

The little brother from the Agricultural College is suffocated, aggrieved, and depressed!

He felt mocked for his professionalism.

"Just wait and see!"

Tapping the keyboard, the little brother made a serious prediction——

"When the crops are harvested, you will come back on your knees and confess your credulity and mistakes!"

And by that time...

He leaned back, slumped comfortably in the computer chair, and opened a tube of Coke-flavored nutrient solution.

——At that time, of course I will forgive you magnanimously!

— After all, I am so kind!

……

While the little brother from the agricultural college was praising himself and feeling that his soul had been sublimated, Su Che pulled the handbrake, and the tricycle stopped smoothly on the side of the road.

"Come down." He stretched out his hand and pointed at the terraced fields not far away: "That field is mine."

"So big?" Chen Jingying first marveled at the two acres of land with a total of more than 1000 square meters, and then hesitated: "Hey, brother Su Che, the crops in your field... grow very well!"

Not only is she good looking, if she wasn't afraid of saying the wrong thing, Chen Jingying would have said——

Are you a newbie?Why do the crops in the field grow better than those old crops in the village?

It's not that she put on a beautifying filter because of the relationship between the two, but——

In the adjacent two acres of land, the wheat seedlings are all lush and lush due to careful care, swaying in the wind to create a piece of greenery.

However, closely separated by a field ridge used as a separation, in the two adjacent fields, the acre belonging to Su Che was obviously growing more gratifyingly.

The wheat ears from his wheat seedlings are stronger and stronger, and the number of dead tillers due to lack of nutrition is much less than that of Uncle Zhang's nearby wheat field, so the field looks denser and more compact.The wheat seedlings are crowded together, you rub against me, I rub against you, and with the breeze, green waves surge up and make a "crash" sound.

Not only that, even in terms of size, Su Che's wheat seedlings are a whole knuckle higher than ordinary wheat, which is visible to the naked eye.

"Um……"

Facing Chen Jingying's question, Su Che was silent for a while.

He couldn't say that it was the power of nature that he unintentionally radiated that affected the wheat, causing them to stimulate their potential and break through themselves, right?

Isn't that going to be sent to a mental hospital by two friends?

So, Su Che said calmly, "Maybe the fertilizer given by the program team is particularly good."

"Excellent?"

"Yes, for example, the concentration is particularly high, and it contains three times more nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium than ordinary fertilizers." Su Che said nonsense seriously.

He didn't know that he was infinitely close to the truth.

"You just have good intentions." As a skeptic, Chen Jingying didn't believe Su Che's words at all: "The sb program group can't wait for you to have no income, so how about increasing their ratings for them? Are they so kind?"

Su Che justly educated his friends: "Don't always be hostile to the program group, and elevate the behavior of individual directors to the whole. They made this program, of course, with the intention of using our labor scenes to attract more viewers, but the design With so many links, buying chickens, ducks, geese and seedlings, and contracting two acres of wheat fields in one go, doesn't it cost money?"

"Of course it's flowers." Without waiting for the two little friends to think seriously, Su Che asked and answered himself, heartbroken and brooding: "Is the group that didn't watch the show already so poor this year that they can't even afford piglets?"

"So we have to be grateful to such a dedicated program group and help them realize their original intention of creating this program."

"..." Xiao Xiaoming was puzzled: "What is the original intention of "Metamorphosis"?"

——Isn’t it just to let us, the rich second generation, work hard, suffer and suffer, and make a fool of ourselves, taking the opportunity to satisfy some ordinary audience’s hatred of the rich and their desire for selfishness, and to make fun of them?

"How can you think so?" Su Che picked up a hoe, loosened the soil on the side of the canal, let the running water flow into the field, shook his head while working, and taught him earnestly——

"The original intention of "Metamorphosis", of course, is to tell us that farming is worse than being a rich second generation. Think about it for yourself, the days when you are racing in the city, playing games, and drinking wolfberry-flavored nutrient solution to dance disco are really nourishing. Is it so comfortable to grow [-] catties of geese and [-] per mu of wheat to drink mushroom soup in a warm blanket?"

"...No." Xiao Xiaoming asked himself, and found out this terrible fact.

Chen Jingying said the word "no" almost at the same time as him.

"Isn't this the end?" Su Che spread his hands.

He glanced at the horizon: "Come, come, stop chatting, helpers are here, let's work harder and finish the work that should be done in the morning! I have something good to show you at noon!"

A group of black crows flapped their wings, like a dark cloud, floating over from the vicinity of Daqing Mountain.

They screamed "quack" and flew to the field, while flapping their wings to maintain balance, while using their pliers-like mouths to grab the weeds in the field, and slammed upwards——

A weed hidden in the center of the wheat seedlings to grab nutrients, and would be ignored by people if you don't pay attention, was uprooted.

"Gah!"

The crow flapped its wings and threw the weeds to Su Che's feet.

"Very good. Come on!"

Looking at Su Che who was standing on the ridge of the field, wearing a straw hat to shade the sun, and calmly supervising the work of the crows, the two friends suddenly realized that the difficulty of farming might be different from what they imagined, at least for Su Che said.

His attitude does not look like reform through labor at all, but more like a state leader going to the countryside for inspection.

After a round of weeding work was completed, when Su Che stroked the claws of the leading crow, stroked its feathers, and had a friendly conversation with it, it became even more similar.

Su Che: "Is the beef jerky I gave you delicious last time? How about the wild rabbit that I roasted for you? How does it taste with wild vegetables?"

Boss Crow: "Gah!"

——Good, good, all good!Thanks to the good craftsmanship of the little liver!

Su Che was very satisfied: "Then stop eating the villagers' crops, after all, it's not easy for them to work hard to grow a crop of wheat."

Crow Boss: "Quack!"

——I listen to you!

Su Che: "Okay, let's loosen the soil."

"..."

Looking at the big crow that was patted to death, dizzy, and directed its younger brother around like a hardworking bee, Chen Jingying and Xiao Xiaoming felt a faint, faint, faint pity in their hearts for some reason.

……

at the same time.

In the office building of Zhongzhou No. [-] TV station——

"Snapped!"

The chief director slammed the table, and the loud sound made the cactus on the windowsill tremble three times.

"Well said!" He looked at Su Che who was discussing the benefits of "Metamorphosis" with two friends in the live broadcast room, and said righteously: "As expected of Jin...no, as expected of Su Che."

Knowing that "Metamorphosis" is going to be whitewashed, the timing of giving away the ladder is so appropriate!

"The original intention of our program is to make young people living in cities understand the charm of farming, choose farming, and fall in love with farming!"

"What deliberately embarrasses the guests, deliberately increases the labor of the guests, uses the embarrassment of the guests to please the audience, it does not exist, it does not exist at all! Those are all private actions of individual bad directors! It is outrageous!"

"..."

The personal assistant sitting next to him couldn't bear to look directly at the fickleness of the boss, so he silently found a plan from the folder and printed it.

"Director, this is the planning book you personally made when our show Xianyu became popular for the second time more than ten years ago."

Leaving aside the content of the thick document, the summary column on the cover——

"Rich second generation, hard work, gap, grasping the audience's mentality, gloating, attracting traffic" several key words are bold and black, and they are impressive.

Without saying a word, the chief director rubbed the proposal and threw it into the wastebasket.

"Forget it. From now on, our original intention is that farming is worse than being a rich second generation."

"By the way, remember to write a fake proposal, just in case."

Speaking of this, the chief director asked the assistant: "Is Xiao Huang back?"

"When we come back, it's time to release the black material about him secretly changing guest missions, deliberately embarrassing the guests, and embezzling the program group's public funds. It happens that there is no signal on the plane, which can effectively prevent him from fighting with our navy."

By the time Director Huang got off the plane...it was too late.

He is no longer that innocent egg god!

The general director is very satisfied with this reversal drama he planned, especially when he thinks about who is the employer behind Director Song who represented Lu Jinjiang to discuss cooperation a few days ago, he is even more satisfied, and feels that he has made A right choice.

It's worth it to discredit an egg god in exchange for the tomorrow of the program group!

The darker the egg god, the more prosperous and worthwhile the future of the program group will be!

It's worth it to borrow an egg god to hug the Gu family's thigh!

Covered by all kinds of joyful emotions in his heart, the director was about to hug the cactus on the windowsill and dance another tango until——

The assistant inquired about the flight information, and asked Director Huang on WeChat, and——

"Not coming back."

"what why?"

"He said he was worried about the new director, and felt that he was too tolerant of the guests and could not show the essence of our show."

Chief Director: "..."

He wondered if the brainwashing package he sent to Director Huang was too successful, so that this middle-aged bald man still thinks that he and the program crew are standing in the same trench.

The chief director took a deep breath and exhaled——

"The essence beep! The essence of his dream! The essence of our program is urban and rural family, love farming, hold my golden baby tightly!"

"I can't even understand this, why is such a stupid pig still in the program?"

"Tell him that if he doesn't come back, "Postpartum Care of Sows" will be replaced! He doesn't deserve it!"

……

When the chief director was furious, on the other side, the game conference on the Green Jinjiang platform kicked off at 11:30 on time and was broadcast live globally.