"is the first-born holy bag the name of this treasure?"

Bailuo: "the rank is the lowest, and miracles have grades?" According to this inference, there should be lower, middle, upper and so on. "

"but the lowest, the lowest level."

Bailuoben thought'I'm hungry 'was a necessary password.

Now, it seems that this is the condition of the contract, after the completion of the contract, there is no need for so much trouble.

"the ability to pour out seeds and small fruits is interesting, but useful."

"wait!"

Suddenly, Bello realized something.

"No!"

He hurriedly squatted down and grabbed a handful of rice in his hand.

"this, this seems to be."

Bailuo looked carefully, and suddenly Bailuo realized the real function of this pocket: "artifact, this thing, this thing is an artifact!"

These rice, Bailuo can not be mistaken, they belong to the same type of rice that Bailuo ate in his previous life.

"Hybrid rice! And several kinds of conventional rice that I have eaten before! "

If he was still an ordinary person in a previous life, Bailuo had never been on the ground, and he would certainly not be able to tell the difference between rice.

But Bailuo has lived in this world for 20 years, and he knows a lot about the crops here and has worked in the fields, so he can see at a glance that these rice varieties are extraordinary.

The Artonians, and the people of the Iron Eagle Kingdom, grow a crop called Golden Wheat.

It is a bit like wheat, which gets its name because it is golden all over the body.

But this food is not delicious, it needs to be ground into powder before it can be used, and the food made is like paste and tastes very bad.

As for the yield, it is about 150 jin per mu.

150 jin, one mu of land, two crops a year is only 300 jin. The soil in Yaton village is poor, and only about 200 jin of golden wheat can be grown every year.

Such a low output, coupled with heavy taxes, may not be able to feed a single person.

Bailuo has no modern fertilizer, but the quality of hybrid rice is destined to be strong.

Even if there is no fertilizer, it can't be worse than Jinchuangu.

Because it had not been planted, Bailuo did not know how much grain could grow when the rice was used as seeds.

"it's not just rice."

"and tomatoes, sweet potatoes, potatoes."

Potatoes propagate in tubers, but that doesn't mean they don't have seeds.

If all the seeds of plants that Bailuo has eaten can be poured out in his pocket, Bailuo can imagine: "the miracle that can feed people, this thing."

Artifact!

This pocket deserves to be an agricultural artifact!

Given time, Bailuo can even move most of the crops from previous lives to this world.

"with seeds, the first crops can be planted and then bred."

"Uh."

Bailuo suddenly hesitated: "but in this way, will the seeds be taken away?"

If Bailuo pours out seeds and plants crops, and outsiders steal part of the grain, will they also be able to improve their agricultural level?

"Hmm?"

The beginner bag seemed to sense Bailuo's concern, and it gave Bailuo some message: "can I order the seed poured out of my pocket to grow only in the place I set?"

Miracles belong to the master and only follow his orders.

So as long as Bailuo stipulates that seeds poured out from pockets and future generations of crops can only grow in the village of Aton.

Then even if it is sold, outsiders will not be able to plant it successfully in the hands of others.

"miracles, it's really thoughtful."

Bailuo did not expect that the first-born holy bag had such a power: "it only belongs to the power of one person. No wonder those who have miracles are called the masters of miracles."

Bello has been worried about the food of the Artonians.

Now with this pocket, the grain it pours out every day can meet the urgent needs of the Atonians.

Once the planting is successful, expand the harvest so that Bailuo has enough grain in his hand.

There are too many people in the Iron Eagle Kingdom, because of the harsh criticism of the superior, starving and cold, Bailuo can rely on food to attract them, and then develop their own power step by step.

"go back and discuss it with your uncle."

Bailuo chose to hide the existence of the black book, but he did not need to hide this pocket, nor could he hide it.

Uncle and Eniya are the people Bailuo trusts most.

Even if people all over the world betray Bailuo, they will unswervingly guard him.

After being unaccustomed to opening and hanging, Bailuo is now very happy and a little excited.

Because he got the miracle that the uncle said was hard to get, from an ordinary person to the master of the miracle with the artifact.

Especially in knowing the ability of the pocket, it is a perfect match for him as a traveler.

Just imagine, what can someone else pour out if they get the first admiration bag?

It can't improve the crops, it's on its own.

But the crops that Bailuo ate in his previous life have been specially cultivated by countless modern agronomists.

'it 's more than that.'

Bailuo looked at the black book, the space between the second and tenth pages: 'does it mean that this book has so many pages that it can help me find more miracles?'

At the thought of this possibility, Bailuo couldn't help smiling: "you can't be too happy. After all, I don't know if it's what I thought."

"calm down."

"steady, no waves!"

Bailuo was excited by the appearance of Goldfinger, but he soon suppressed it.

Twenty years after coming to this world, Bailuo is no longer an ordinary person in a previous life. he took a deep breath and regained his usual composure.

"now, we have to find a way to get the rice back."

It is impossible for Bailuo to abandon these 100 kilograms of rice.

Not to mention that the Artonians are poor, even if they are rich, they will never be able to buy such a good thing.

"but now, it's not very convenient for me, and I don't have a container."

If there is no injury, 100 kilograms, that is, two hundred jin of weight, Bailuo picked up with one hand, walking ten miles is not red and gasping for breath.

But now, Bailuo has been injured, some willing but powerless.

So he planned to go back to the village first and have the grain taken back.

As to whether or not to give it to the Artonians at once, and how to divide it, Bello was going to ask the old man.

"Brother Bailuo ~"

Just as Bailuo imagined this, Miya, who had left before, ran over again.

The little girl is very close to Enia. when she was three or four years old, she often followed the girl behind and played with her.

So Miya is also very close to Bailuo.

"Miya!"

Bailuo said with a smile, "just in time. Can you find someone to help me carry this pile back?"

Bailuo's leg is still hurt, if the weight, the arm is strong enough, but it is too inconvenient to walk.

"what is this, Brother Belo?"

Miya noticed the pile of grain around Bailuo, 100 kilograms, for an eight-or nine-year-old girl, it was not a question of whether it was heavy or not, it could crush her to death.

Even if it is the physique of the Eaton people, it is impossible for Xiao Miya to carry it.

How much does one hundred kilos weigh?

A bucket of mineral water, which is the kind of big bucket on the water cooler, is about 18 kilograms.

In other words, the rice here is about the same as six barrels of mineral water.

And here from Bailuo home, about 1 km, only Miya, certainly not enough to take them back.

"this."

Bailuo does not know how to explain rice. Golden falling grain does not grow the same as rice.

Moreover, the yield of Jinxianggu per mu in the village last year was only 50 jin, which has long been exhausted.

"this is a kind of grain I found new. you ask the children in the village to take it back for me. I'll treat you to this tonight."

Bailuo asked the children in the village to help because they were simple-minded.

Even if you eat rice, you will only think that it is a fresh food and will not think too much about it.

Bellow was not wary of the Artonians. He just didn't know how to explain it to them.

The old man is knowledgeable, so we still have to wait until he comes back and ask the old man's opinion before making a decision.

Bailuo has passed the age of impulse.

At first, he went out on an adventure, because he could not help it and killed a profiteer who deceived others too much, but he and his sister fled for several days.

Since then, Bailuo has tried to think twice before acting.

Of course, the premise is that Bailuo's bottom line is not touched.

If it is really unbearable, Bailuo will still choose to pay attention.

"No, I'll go and find Abaddon and my brother now."

Where will Miya accept these foods and help Bailuo? she misses the pursuit of being unobtainable.

After all, Bailuo has been taking care of their brother and sister all these years.

"well, you go."

Bailuo didn't insist. He touched the girl's head and watched him leave.

Soon, Miya found a boy, and her brother Hustle also came.

"move things."

Hearing that he was going to move things again, Hughster turned pale and he was weak and embarrassed.

", it's just moving things. Hustle, what are you afraid of?"

Abaddon is 10 years old. Although he is as old as Hustle, he is very strong and is the child king of the village.

Of course, Arbaton is not a fat tiger.

He was honest, careful and young, but even the old man praised the boy, saying that he had the demeanor of a great general.

"Brother Bailuo, is that all?"

"what is this?"

Abatton asked as he picked up the rice on the ground in a cloth bag: "Hustle and Miya, you should pick up the small ones that fell on the ground for me."

The Artonians are very poor, so they are particularly fond of grain, even a grain of rice is not willing to let go.

Abaddon didn't know anything about rice, but it was very similar to golden wheat, and it was supposed to be grain, too.

Since it is grain, it cannot be wasted. It is a good character of the Arden.

"Don't worry."

Arbaton smiled at Hustle and said, "this is enough for me."

Arbaton knew that Hughster was in poor health, and every time he fainted, Arbaton carried him back.

Also an Aton, although Abatton is only 10 years old, he is far more powerful than the average adult, which shows his aptitude.

In another five or six years, when Abadun is fully open, he will certainly become a general under Bailuo.

"it's the same with Miya, all in one bag."

Abaddon's strength was so strong that a man resisted the task of carrying rice back.

"I brought the bag, too."

"give me that bag."

Although Bailuo was injured, he was not a delicate man, but Abaddon said, "Brother Bailuo, you are injured, so let us do these things."

Like the Husters, Arbaton was an orphan and survived only by Bellow and everyone's care.

He wanted to return the favor, but Belo was strong, and Arbaton was too young to help.

So even if it's a small thing, the boy wants to pay more.

"Hey, it's pretty heavy."

There are three full 100 kilograms of things, even in large sacks.

Abatton's face did not change and put it all on his back, walking, but also the pace of vigorous, tiger power.

The old imps have grown up.'

Bailuo looked at the way he marched forward, as if he had seen himself: 'remember at that time, the old uncle also trained me in the same way.'

Look at Huester, the child is looking at Abaddon's figure, the envy in his eyes, Bailuo sees clearly.

The blood of the Arden is much better than that of ordinary people.

When Bailuo first crossed, he thought that the per capita level of the world was like this.

It was not until he went out that he realized the pleasure of crushing.

The Atonians are strong and born warriors.

Had it not been for poverty and a small population, coupled with the fact that they had no access to weapons and equipment, they would not have been so poor.

Of course, the most important thing is the harsh criticism and persecution of the aristocracy of the Iron Eagle Kingdom.

I didn't know the history of the Artonians before, but now after listening to my uncle, Bailuo finally understood the reason.

The Earl of Thorn, the Kingdom of the Iron Eagle, the King of the Iron Eagle.'

Bailuo suppressed his thoughts, and he walked at the front of the line, taking Huster and Xiao Miya together, toward the village.

Soon, the four came to Bailuo's house.

Abaddon put the bag of rice in Bailuo's house, and then, together with Miya, carefully helped Bailuo into the house and sat down.

Then, the three children found some sacks, packed and tied the rice in batches, and sent all but a small bag of rice to the underground warehouse of Bailuo's family.

"call me next time you have an errand, Brother Bailuo."

At the end of the work, Arbaton was not tired at all, but was so excited that he wanted to do it for another three days and nights.

"me too."

Little Miya raised her hand happily, and Hustle, the shy boy plucked up his courage: "if it's not too heavy, I can help."

Most of the population of Arden today are children, and Abaddon is the representative of them.

This is a new generation who are eager to grow up quickly and then do their part to protect the village and their families.

They are the future of the Aden.