Code Farmer Comprehension

  Chapter 1 Farming

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  At the foot of a small green hill, there is a rice field. The rice is like sapphire, and it looks extraordinary at first glance.

  Different from ordinary rice planting, there is one rice pit here, no weeds, and the plants are sparse.

  At this moment, it is the beginning of the afternoon and the weather is hot.

  A half-grown boy in a green shirt, carrying a bucket of water with both hands, came to the rice, and carefully poured the spiritual water in the bucket into the exclusive spiritual water pit next to the rice.

  Because of the hot weather, most of the green shirt was already wet, and the forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, which rolled and dripped down the cheeks.

  As he bent down to pour water, drops of sweat dripped down the tip of his nose into the puddle on his forehead and the bridge of his nose.

  One rice pit and one barrel of spiritual water per day are standard configurations. There can be more, but not less. Without spiritual rice, various problems of lack of spiritual energy will appear.

   And it's not too far from Lingjing, but it's not close either. On average, it takes about six minutes to go back and forth.

   In an hour, only ten plants can be processed, and this is still based on non-stop.

   And the spiritual rice he was in charge of was one mu of land, exactly one hundred plants.

   It takes nine to ten hours to complete without stopping.

  In addition to rest, eating, weather effects and other issues, it takes almost twelve hours a day, a full half of the time, to complete the task.

  Zhang Deming finished pouring a bucket of water again. He couldn't stand the heat anymore. He put down the bucket, came to the side under the shade of a tree, and sat down.

   It has been ten years since he lived like this, and it has been eighteen years since he came to this world.

   When I came to this world, in the past few years, my life was not bad.

  When he was eight years old, he was tested for spiritual roots, but his aptitude was a bit poor, and his spiritual roots were only blackjack.

  The spiritual root talent is capped at 100 points, and 25 points is the minimum standard for accepting apprentices in Tianlingmen.

  From twenty to twenty-five o'clock, you can only start from the handyman, and the collection range of the handyman is only around the Tianlingmen Mountain Gate.

  The Shuanghe Town where Zhang Deming is located is not in this range.

  Originally, he had no hope of getting started, and he had no hope of becoming a handyman.

   But what is more **** is that the object of engagement since childhood, the little girl who was raised by him as a wife since childhood, Pan Juan'er, has fifty-nine spiritual roots.

   Such talent can be considered a genius in Tianlingmen.

  So under Pan Juaner's cries, he was made an exception and accepted as a handyman disciple.

   Speaking of this, Zhang Deming was still a little bit embarrassed.

  As a code farmer in the previous life, men and women were unresponsive.

  Until the age of twenty-eight, she was never married and had only been in love once.

  In this life, after learning from the painful experience, after he knew that he was engaged to a baby girl, he began to consciously support his little daughter-in-law, trying to come up with a plan to raise her.

   Originally thought that in this life, he wanted to be a childhood sweetheart, to be a couple for the rest of his life, and to be happy.

  Unexpectedly, he was raised until he was eight years old, and he was still at the age of life imprisonment, and his wife flew away

  After that, he and Pan Juan'er didn't have any **** dramas, and they seemed to disappear in each other's life for ten years.

  The elder who took Pan Juan'er as his apprentice when he first started, told Zhang Deming clearly at that time that the engagement had been cancelled.

   Zhang Deming, who has the thinking of an adult, also understands the relationship. Although it is a pity that the loli he raised has not yet grown up and can fly, but that's all.

  Experienced a materialistic life in his previous life, and his blind date asked for a car, a house, and a passbook, he said that this reality is just a drizzle.

   Fast forward ten years, and he has nothing to do with that loli anymore.

  Because of the scruples at the beginning, Pan Juaner's master sent him to the corner of the mountain gate, Xiaoqingshan, to plant spiritual rice.

  He was severely disciplined for a period of time in his first years.

  But because of the thinking of adults, it is not difficult to get through.

   After the steward tried to fawn over him to no avail, he was forgotten. Although he was still strict with him, it was within the normal range, and nothing happened after that.

  Time is like water, ten years in a flash.

  Ten years, he has already reached adulthood, but as a traveler, he has waited for the golden finger for eighteen years, but there is no movement.

   "Damn it, doesn't it mean that every traveler has a golden finger?

   Am I a parallel importer?

   Or did you accidentally bump into this congested convertible when you died suddenly while working overtime typing code? "

   Zhang Deming looked at the rice field in front of him, feeling discouraged for a while.

  What I choose is up to me.

  What I was not born ordinary or something.

  These **** ideas have been smoothed out by this mu of land and hundreds of rice plants in the past ten years.

  Life is like a butcher's knife. You can't cut it across the board, you can only slowly erase the edges and corners.

  Not to mention other things, it is that he wants to be a historical world, and it is impossible to develop some industries.

  Because in the past ten years, he discovered that after all these hard work, Zongmen can use formations to get a lot of things done, but none of them.

  Many of these various tasks were deliberately calculated by the door, so to speak.

   After a short rest, he looked at the last ten spiritual rice plants.

  Zhang Deming gritted his teeth and cheered up: "Work harder, you can rest in the afternoon."

  Because of the hot weather, as a senior rice farmer, Zhang Deming got up early in the morning to work.

   Therefore, in the hot afternoon, there are usually only fifteen or six plants left, and the work takes less than two hours. This is the experience of ten years of rice cultivation.

  In the past ten years, from the beginning of being trained every day, and the harvest failed every season, to now two seasons a year, he can also save a balance of one and a half spirit stone rewards.

   After cheering himself up, Zhang Deming started working again.

  After watering another seven or eight plants, it was almost over, when a young man came from the handyman's yard.

  He and Zhang Deming have the same gray and blue clothes and the same age, but the other party has his hands behind his back, his head slightly raised, and his face looks proud.

   "Hey, brother Ming is still watering, tsk tsk, work harder, there are only two left, and you can rest for half a day."

  The young man joked to Zhang Deming with pride.

  The young man's name is Zong En, and he is a handyman like him, and the two have been getting along for some years.

  The rice fields are not only next to each other, but even the handyman's house is next to each other.

  But the opponent's spiritual root is twenty-eight points, and his talent is much better than Zhang Deming.

  The addition of seven points of talent created the gap between the two.

  Zhang Deming knew the character of the other party, so he didn't answer the words, and poured his head into the last two buckets of water, because if he answered, the other party would be embarrassed all afternoon.

  During the past six months, Zhang Deming personally summed up the rules.

   After pouring the last two buckets of water, looking up, Zong En next to him was ready.

  In his rice field, there are two buckets full of water.

  After preparing, he pinched the formula with both hands, and muttered something, perhaps because he noticed Zhang Deming's wait and see.

  He became more energetic, and even read the formulas in his mouth aloud instead of muttering.

   "This brat, he's getting more and more embarrassing, isn't he just a little cloud and rain technique!

   Who cares!

   One day, Grandpa will be able to do it too! "

  Zhang Deming smelled of vinegar, and muttered with some complaints.

  Small cloud and rain technique is a kind of planting technique, it is the most basic and low-level technique, as long as you develop the sense of Qi, become a junior apprentice, and have a certain amount of spiritual power, you can use it.

  The premise is that you can learn!

  The difference in work between Zhang Deming and Zong En is because of it, because of such a small technique.

   Knowing no spells, one hundred barrels of spiritual water a day, twelve hours of labor, and half-death to pass the test, meeting the basic needs of spiritual rice.

   But if you learn this little cloud and rain technique, you can use two buckets of water in the morning and evening, and use the cloud and rain technique to complete the spiritual energy supply of the spiritual rice, and the effect is even better than watering.

  Because what Lingdao lacks is not water but spiritual energy, Xiaoyunyujutsu has more spiritual energy than the water in Lingjing, the reason why a special puddle is built next to Lingdao is to benefit water.

   If you work harder, cast spells three times a day like Zong En, the growth of Lingdao will be even more gratifying.

   Therefore, there is a sharp gap between the spiritual rice in the two rice fields.

   After all, this guy learned this spell half a year ago, when the rice was planted this season, and the accumulated advantages of half a year are now visible to the naked eye.

  As Zong En flipped his hands, mana surged.

  Because of the surge of spiritual power, he had a look of pleasure and pride.

  He flew out with not-so-abundant spiritual power, and in the rice field, two buckets of spiritual water floated up directly, forming a small cloud cluster five or six meters above the rice field.

   Immediately, wisps of drizzle fell on the rice field, and the Lingdao shook slightly, as if cheering.

   After a while, the cloud group released all the water vapor, Zong En clapped his hands with a smile, and said, "It's finished."

   Turning his head, he saw Zhang Deming's unstoppable envy. He wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and said, "Oh, it's been hard work!"

  The black line on Zhang Deming’s head, you’ve been yelling for half a year, it’s not over yet, right? !

  Lips moved slightly, Zhang Deming finally took a deep breath, not as knowledgeable as this little kid, and I heard that this guy is about to break through the junior apprentice and be promoted to the intermediate level.

   At this time, it is still a point of influence, don't destroy the relationship of several years, let him slap, and he should be slapped.

   "Let's go, let's go back to practice together. I heard that you are about to break through. If you can be promoted to the outer sect then, don't forget us old guys." Holding a heavy bucket, Zhang Deming said.

  The bucket of spiritual water is half a utensil, so heavy that it is dead, and most of the energy for watering is spent on it. The ghost knows what the Zongmen thinks.

   "Haha, I must, I must not forget my roots, I must not forget everyone's care over the years."

   Zhang Deming didn't say much after hearing the words.

   In the past ten years, he has been considered an old man, so how many people have been sent to the outer door?

  But there are no more than three people who come back to see it once.

   One really came to take care of them, one didn't.

   Moreover, the disciples of the outer sect, who are also in their handyman's courtyard, have taught so much. In fact, they are the lowest disciples of the Tianling sect.

  Although I know it in my heart, I still need to maintain the interpersonal relationship. After all, one more senior brother from the outer sect that I am familiar with is more important.

   It may be useless to say it, but in their handyman's yard, these things are still considered a weight.

  This is also the reason why Zhang Deming can now live a peaceful and stable life in the handyman's yard without being oppressed.

  Where there are people, there are fights.

  As the Xiaoqingshan rice field handyman's house, one of the few old people with more than ten years of working experience, although he is not mixed up to the point of oppressing others.

  But these various background relationships make those oppressors dare not think of him.

  In fact, with his current status and relationship, it is entirely possible to enter the ranks of oppression.

  But I fully understand that sooner or later I have to pay back when I come out to hang out.

  Has the soul of an adult, without cheats, he would rather live an honest life.

   There is no need to touch that little cheap shortcut, after all, who knows that you squeezed it, isn't it a little genius of waste material flow?

   You don’t need a genius, you just need to sneak into the outer door. After a while, you will naturally have the ability to go back and clean up their chores.

  In the past ten years, Zhang Deming has seen such an event more than once.

  If he could continue to practice with extra time, Zhang Deming might take risks for his cultivation.

  However, the spiritual energy in the handyman's courtyard is thin, and the training disk in the room runs for a day, and the collected spiritual energy is enough to carry it in an hour.

  After that, do you want to practice in the air of the handyman’s yard?

  The effect of ten days is not worth the sum of this hour, which shows the importance of cultivation resources.

   As for the cultivation disk, the iron law of the sect prohibits any form of occupation for any reason.

   This is one of the few iron laws with the most effective execution, almost no one dares to touch the red line.

  So those who can persist in practicing in the air in the Handyman’s Yard are all strong people.

  Zhang Deming didn't belong to that team anyway, he only practiced for three hours a day, with two hours of practice discs as standard and one hour of comfort.

  The extra hour is Zhang Deming's self-consolation, the comfort of showing that he does not belong to the ranks of salted fish.

  After ten years, it is equivalent to having a few more training discs, which is better than none at all, and the improvement of cultivation base is almost invisible.

  The two of them returned to the yard. The weather was still very strong at this time, and most of them had just finished their lunch break and started to practice.

  Because of the weather, many people chose to get up early to work like Zhang Deming, so they were tired after lunch and needed a certain amount of rest.

  Zhang Deming originally belonged to this queue, but because today is his 18th birthday, he is rarely at peace.

  That's why I didn't have a long lunch break, but chose to finish the afternoon tasks in advance.

   The two chatted all the way, living for many years, Zhang Deming skillfully found the topic.

  This is also the reason why Zhang Deming has a certain network of relationships. He doesn't want to be a boring gourd like in his previous life.

  The two returned to the yard and each entered their own rooms. Zong En needed to start recovering his spiritual power to prepare for the magic spell at night.

  It is different from the practice of dantian full of spiritual power, after the magic consumes the dantian spiritual power.

  Under the thin spiritual power of the handyman's yard, it is also possible to cultivate and slowly recover spiritual power.

   As for the reason, Zhang Deming is not clear, but it is roughly guessed that it may have something to do with the difference in aura strength, who knows.

   In the process of recovering from the loss of spiritual power, the cultivation base will also be slightly improved.

  Three times a day is almost equivalent to a day's normal practice disc practice improvement.

  Compared with those who don't know spells, it is equivalent to double the training time. This is why Zong En works so hard and insists on casting spells three times a day.

  (end of this chapter)