Traveling through the ages: the apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

Chapter 2 Planting Rice
"Our family doesn't even have seedlings. What kind of crops do we use? Grain, hehe... The rice in the rice jar is enough for us to eat for two months at most." Jian Qingling sneered.

She really admired the original owner and the two lazy people. They only had so much food at home. They didn't know how to save or not. They also ate and slept all day long. Fortunately, they only moved out from their hometown for half a month, and the food hadn't been eaten by them. Huo Huo, or she will go crazy.

It's just that it's only May, and there are still five months until the autumn harvest, so they will be busy in the days ahead.

"Hey... I'll wait to go to where my parents are and ask them if they have helped us raise the seedlings."

They had only moved out for half a month, and he remembered that the old house was raising seedlings before moving out, so it stands to reason that he should have his share.

"Don't worry about what to eat, live next to the mountains, you will never starve to death."

"Then you can ask now, and I'll cook."

Jian Qingling searched the memory of the original owner to find the memory before the separation, and was half relieved.

"it is good."

Mu Ziteng went out, while Jian Qingling went into the kitchen and started cooking.

The kitchen was in a mess. The pots, pans, and chopsticks that I ate last night were all over the place. I didn't know how to clean the garbage on the ground. There were a lot of weeds and dry wood piled up at the stove.

The original owner was not a lazy person. I should be glad that there was no fire in her house.

Jian Qingling first cleaned the small pot, washed the rice to cook, and then simply cleaned up the kitchen.

After walking around in the kitchen, I finally took out a few potatoes in a small basket and made a potato chip soup with only a few oily flowers.

Alas... If only my spatial ability was still there, there were dozens of barrels of blended oil, enough for the two of them to eat for a few years.

Jian Qingling prepared the meal, moved a small stool and sat at the door of the kitchen, looked towards the direction of the courtyard door, opened and closed her hands, and muttered, "Here's a packet of salt."

"Um…"

The sudden weight on his hand, the pinching of the conditioned reflex, made Jian Qingling's expression stunned for a moment, and then looked at the thing in his hand happily.

"Haha... My ability is still there."

Jian Qingling couldn't wait to close her eyes, and her mental power entered the space.

what happened?

How did her space become so small?Ten cubic meters, isn't this the state when she first activated her ability?

Looking at the materials that were less than five square meters in the corner, Jian Qingling didn't know whether to be glad that the space ability was still there and leave some supplies for her, or to cry bitterly about her pile of disappearing supplies.

That is the material that she and Mutou have worked so hard to collect in the end of the world?

That's all, the power has not disappeared completely, she should be satisfied.

If the level is low, she can cultivate back, and if the supplies are gone, she can save it again.

Jian Qingling subconsciously never thought that supernatural powers would follow, so she never felt whether there were supernatural powers in her body. If she hadn't just talked about a packet of salt, and there happened to be such an object in her space, she didn't know when she would find out. Alien followed.

The space ability followed, I wonder if her spiritual ability followed?
Just think about it and feel the energy in your body.

"call…"

Fortunately, the spiritual ability also followed, and it was also in the early stage of the first level. With closed eyes, you could see things within [-] meters.

"Why are you sitting in a daze at the door of the kitchen?"

Mu Ziteng came back from the old house with two boards of seedlings. The courtyard door was not closed. He saw his daughter-in-law sitting at the door of the kitchen from a long distance. But when he put down the burden, Xiao Lingzi didn't respond.

"You're back."

Jian Qingling, who had figured out the matter, heard the voice, put away the salt in her hand, stood up and smiled at the person who came.

"Did you have salt in your hand just now?"

"Yeah, my ability is still there." After Jian Qingling finished speaking, he thought Wood would be surprised, but he just nodded calmly.

"Why are you not surprised at all, do you already know?"

Mu Ziteng continued to nod, "I found it on the way back, but the level has changed to the early stage of the first level."

He was on his way back with a burden, and only after realizing that his strength was beyond the level of a normal person did he seriously feel his body.

I originally wanted to give Xiaolingzi a surprise, but now I don't.

"Me too." Jian Qingling sighed, "Most of the things in the space have disappeared, only five cubic meters of supplies."

"Don't be discouraged, just pretend if you don't have it." Mu Ziteng rubbed her unnutritious hair.

He wasn't in a hurry to ask her what other supplies were in the space, and he wasn't in a hurry to know these things.

"Well... I've already made the meal, let's go in and eat."

After each had their meals, Jian Qingling came to the kitchen door with a bowl and sat on the small stool before, while Mu Ziteng sat on the threshold next to her to eat.

After eating, the two of them carried the seedlings on one of the boards to the kitchen water tank, and sprinkled a little water on it by the way.

The two of them came to their paddy field under the scorching sun. The ditches had been closed in the paddy field. A paddy field was divided into several rows, each row was about two meters long. Centimeters of gutter for people to stand on.

Do you think these ditches were made by the original owner?No, these are all things that the father of the old house can't see, so he took the time to help pick them up.

He picked up his trouser legs and went down to the field. According to the original owner's memory, he picked up a handful of seedlings and shook them in the water a few times. The ash and soil on the roots of the seedlings fell off immediately.

Holding a handful of seedlings in the left hand, the right hand quickly transplants the seedlings, the distance between the seedlings is about five centimeters.

The speed of the two was very fast. After an hour passed, the seedlings brought out had already been planted in half.

At this time, the talents in the stockade came to work one after another.

"Hey... That's not the paddy field of Fujiko's family? Who is farming for his family? It's quite early."

"Who else is there? The left is just his parents."

"Hey... I don't think so, why do you look more and more like Fujiko and his wife?"

"Hey... it's really the two of them, when did they become so diligent?"

"Maybe it's the reason for the separation. If you don't do it, you won't have any food to eat."

From far away, I heard the voices of the villagers talking about the two of them. Mu Ziteng and Jian Qingling were speechless. They were so famous that they were seen as strange by the villagers.

It's just that you can keep your voice down, are they shameless?
"Yo, Fujiko, how do you feel when you come out to plant rice?" A man about the same age as Muziteng made a detour to see the strangeness.

"Well... Brother Monkey, would you like to come down and experience it in person?" Mu Ziteng stood up straight and responded seriously.

Hou Qiangwei is also a lazy person, but he is not as lazy and famous as the original owner and his wife. During the busy farming season, he still helps the family.

"That won't work, the paddy fields at my house are still too busy, let's go." Hou Qiangwei walked away quickly, for fear that the man would not care about the three-seven-twenty-one and drag him down to the field.

The Muziteng in the past might have done such a thing, but the Muziteng who passed through could not.

(End of this chapter)