Since he wanted to stay at someone's house for dinner, Blumer naturally had to express it appropriately.

Naturally, in his capacity, he wouldn't go down to the ground himself, but he could command two guards to help the old farmer work together.

The old farmer said, "How can this be done? If you don't work hard, you will do it if you are not old," but a smile blossomed on his face.

With the help of two strong young men, he can also relax a lot.

Blumer mainly wanted to see what the rice and sugar cane were in the mouth of the old farmer, he had never even heard of it before.

The old farmer led him to the paddy fields and sugarcane fields, and Blumer saw a neat green seedling, soaking in the paddy field, growing quite gratifying.

"So much water? Aren't you afraid of flooding to death?!

Blumer was a little surprised.

The crops he knew, such as wheat, ground apples, black beans, and soybeans, were all grown in dry land, and this was the first time he had seen farmland full of water.

The old farmer explained to him: "Rice rice is just water. This is what the people of His Royal Highness the Third Prince taught us to grow."

Blumer nodded and wrote it down secretly in his heart, preparing to find a chance to see what this so-called fruit of rice is. If possible, it is best to bring some back to the Northland.

However, looking at the habit of drinking water like this, it is estimated that it is not viable to grow in the Northland.

Blumer went to look at the sugar cane again.

One after another, purple-red and stick-like crops stood upright in the field, like guards lined up neatly.

The old peasant also broke a piece for him and let him taste it.

Blumer took a bite, only to feel that the juice was rich and sweet, probably because it was immature, it was a bit astringent.

"tasty!

Blumer praised, then frowned and tried to swallow, muttering: "It's just not chewy, it's a bit difficult to swallow.

The old farmer hurriedly explained to him: "Oh, you don't need to eat sugar cane. The people of His Royal Highness said that this thing is used to squeeze juice and boil sugar. How can you eat it?!"

Blumer's face turned black, and he realized that he had made a fool of himself. He hurriedly coughed to cover up his embarrassment, and he was too embarrassed to ask what the old peasant said about "boiling soup".

"Roar--"

Suddenly, a strange and majestic voice rolled over Blumer's head.

Blumer's two men who were helping the old farmer pull weeds jumped up and looked around with great vigilance.

Blumer looked up subconsciously, but his eyes froze for a moment.

"My God, this is..."

Blumer looked up at the sky and murmured in a low voice: "..is this a.. dragon?!

I saw a white dragon spread its wings and slowly flew over Blumer's head. This legendary creature that Blumer had only heard of in the epic chapters of the bard's mouth appeared alive in front of him at this moment. Flying in front of him, only called Blumer dumbfounded.

The two guards under him were also dumbfounded, looking at the sky and not knowing what to do.

But the old farmer showed a habitual look, and explained with a smile: "That is the pet dragon of His Royal Highness the Third Prince, and it will come every morning and evening.."

"The third prince's pet dragon?!"

Blumer was shocked when he heard this, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

"You you you... you mean, this giant dragon is the pet of the third prince?!

The old farmer said of course: "That's not right, apart from His Royal Highness the third prince, who has the ability to grab a dragon as a pet.

Blumer looked horrified, and his heart was as turbulent as the ocean.

The third prince actually has a dragon as a pet?! How did he do it?

How strong should he be?!

This is also incredible!

Blumer's mind was in a mess, and for a moment he felt that his plan for this trip was completely disrupted, and he was a little hesitant to go back now and tell His Majesty the important news.

Suddenly, Blumer remembered something.

"You just said that this dragon will come sooner or later. What does it come for?

The old farmer was about to answer when suddenly a heavy rain poured down in the sky.

This heavy rain came too suddenly and was caught off guard, and Blumer was poured into chicken soup before he had time to avoid it.

"Why is it raining?! 35

Blumer looked up at the sky with a blank face. The sky was clear and there were no clouds.

At this time, the old peasant standing beside Blumer slapped his mouth and said, "Hey, that's it, it was sent by His Royal Highness the Third Prince to fertilize our farmland.

Thanks to this giant dragon, otherwise our crops would not have grown so well. "

"Fertilize?!

Blumer's eyes widened when he heard this, and he said incredulously: "That is to say... this is the dragon's..."

"Dragon urine!"

The old farmer helped Blumer say the three words he didn't dare to say, and said with a smile: "This is a good thing, except for our eastern part, where can you get dragon urine every day.

I used to have a problem with my body, and now I get drenched in dragon urine twice a day, and my waist is not sore and my legs are no longer sore..."

Dragon urine, really dragon urine!

No wonder he felt a little strange about the "rain" after the """ rain" just now.

It's warm, a little pungent, and a little yellowish.

Damn, this dragon must have gotten angry recently.

Blumer just felt goosebumps all over his body, and wished he would jump into the river and take a good bath now.

As an aristocrat, Blumer, like most aristocrats, has a bit of a cleanliness fetish.

Even if it's dragon's urine, it's still urine!

Disgusting to death..

The old farmer was still chattering about the benefits of dragon urine, and even encouraged Blumer to eat the "rainwater" that stuck to his face and mouth, saying that it was good for his health.

Blumer was about to vomit.

But Blumer was more shocked.

The third prince even found a giant dragon to fertilize the farmland in his territory. What kind of family conditions this f*ck is too exaggerated.

"Is there a source of water nearby? I want to clean it up briefly."

Blumer asked the old farmer with a dark face.

The old farmer could see that Blumer was not interested in dragon urine, so he could only take him to a nearby river.

Blumer and his two men jumped into the river and took a good bath.

Putting on clean clothes, the refreshing Blumer felt a little better.

But soon to think that this river was also urinated by a giant dragon, and Blumer felt a little nervous in his heart.

Soon, the sun sets in the west.

The old farmer enthusiastically took Blumer and his men back to their home altar.

In addition to the old peasant, there were an old woman and two young peasant women, the old peasant's wife and the wives of his two sons.

Seeing the distinguished guests coming to the house, the two daughters-in-law of the old farmer got into the kitchen to prepare dinner for Blumer and them.

Blumer found something.

There are many members of the old peasant family.

There are seven or eight children, and the two young peasant women are still very big.

With so many children, can they afford it?

Blumer was full of doubts.

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