I conquered the cultivation world with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Chapter 725 The wheat has ripened several times, long live the farmers! (First time)

After three months.

"It's already September, and the weather is still so hot."

Zhong Liyu stood in the rice paddy, her face bathed in golden light.

In fact, this heat is nothing to them cultivators.

The boundless rice paddies resembled a rippling lake. Jiang He bent over, looking down at the plump ears of wheat. The autumn wind blew by, carrying with it a crisp autumn breeze and a faint fragrance of rice.

The spirit sword flew through the rice paddies, leaving behind fields of fallen rice grains wherever it went.

The cicadas' chirping gradually subsided.

Bai Zhizhou and Li Ling activated the magic array, simultaneously controlling the direction of hundreds of spirit swords.

It flew over the rice paddies repeatedly and then flew back, the rice grains falling straight onto the ground, stiff and soft.

The heat wafted from the rice stalks onto Long Aotian's face, and the intense heat seemed to finally penetrate his skin.

Beads of sweat dripped down, and when they looked up again, neat rows of rice stalks were laid out on the land.

Amidst the yellow rice paddies, it resembles a golden painting.

Jiang He gazed at the bountiful rice paddies, her eyes flickering slightly.

The boundless rice fields have all been harvested, and the neatly arranged rice grains sway gently in the wind.

Jiang He suddenly thought of something, her tone light and cheerful:

"Wheat has ripened thousands of times, but this is the first time we've seen it ripen like this."

Zhong Liyu turned around and stared blankly at Jiang He, his eyes seemingly filled with longing.

"Wheat can be turned into bread, or it can be turned into steamed buns."

Jiang He nodded:

"Yes."

Zhong Liyu and Jiang He's words were unfathomable. Li Ling looked at the pile of rice and stretched:

"What? There's no wheat here, it's all rice."

Li Ling, hands on her hips, shouted, not wanting to be outdone:

"Long live the harvest! Long live the Free and Unfettered Sect!"

Jiang He and Zhong Liyu exchanged a smile and then joined in the shout.

Long live the harvest! Long live the Free and Unfettered Sect!

If time could turn back to the past, in their country, there was a group of the most simple and honest people, who also had their own beliefs, and the greatest person in those beliefs would surely be him.

Looking at the plains of Zhongzhou and Yangzhou, Jiang He often thinks of a certain sentence.

Sometimes the highest hills on the plains are graves, where farmers who have worked hard all their lives are buried.

She farmed in her previous life, so she naturally knows how difficult farming is. Unlike the spiritual plants in the cultivation world, the land they cultivate sometimes can't even cover their children's tuition fees.

Everyone says that if you spend your whole life in the loess soil, what Jiang He sees most often is an endless expanse of wheat fields.

The farmers are there, their children are there, they will never leave this land, they will stick to the red line of food security. Although not many people know about them, the harvested grain is real. It has become bread and steamed buns, and it is on everyone's table.

Jiang He often felt that her life was too hard, but weren't they also suffering?

They worked day after day, rising with the sun and resting with the sunset.

Three hundred and sixty-five, repeating itself every day.

If hard work is rewarded by Heaven, then she hopes that farmers will become extremely wealthy.

Jiang He lowered her head, bending over thousands of times to pick up the scattered ears of wheat before she stood up straight.

Zhong Liyu stared at the rice paddy. In their time and space, there was no rice but there was wheat. Looking at the land now, he felt a sense of disorientation. For some reason, he suddenly looked at the rice in his hand:

"Threshing, drying, and then turning the grain into rice is a much more complicated process."

The more tedious the work, the more they kept doing it.

Zhong Liyu and Jiang He looked back at each other, and at this moment, this land was the best reward for their hard work.