Ji Rong walked towards Andingfang City.
Walking on the streets of Fangshi, acquaintances greeted him along the way, and some vendors skillfully offered their best goods.
"Brother Rong is back."
"Uncle Rong, these two jade bone pork loins are fresh. I didn't sell the spiritual stones given to me by others. They were kept here to honor you. Take them carefully."
"Uncle Ji, take the fresh milk-flavored fruit back to my wife, young master and ladies to try."
"Brother Rong - I haven't come to see you for a long time. I miss you..."
Ji Rong put the goods brought by the vendors into the storage ring one by one, and then wiped a handful of oil on the female cultivator in front of the hook rail.
Then he walked back to the front of his big house with a proud look on his face.
In this Andingfang City, he is also a prominent figure.
Although the strength is not the strongest, it is not low either.
And relying on the connections in the inner sect of Shenyi Sect and the position in the outer sect, the boss has to give him some face.
That's why the low-level monks were so fawning and flattering to him.
Pushing the door open, a young man came forward with a flattering look on his face and said, "Dad, you are back."
This is his eldest son, he has no spiritual roots and is just an ordinary person.
Their family does not hire servants, so the chores are done by the three children who have no spiritual roots.
It can be regarded as making the best use of everything, which is better than eating dry food.
He took out a bag of spiritual rice from the storage ring and threw it to his eldest son.
"Go and cook. Make some more of the spiritual rice we just harvested today, and give each of you three a small bowl."
The eldest son looked excited, flattered him for a while, and then ran into the kitchen with Lingmi on his shoulders.
At this time, a charming woman walked out of the east wing holding a three-year-old fat boy.
This fat boy's eyes were rolling, and he was very smart at first glance.
He said excitedly: "Master, our Guier can already write the entire "Burning Heaven Art" silently."
"He also practiced in a decent way this afternoon. I think he might be able to get started in a year or two."
Ji Rong was overjoyed. This fat boy was his favorite son Ji Gui.
Among the three colored spiritual roots, the fire spiritual root is the most prominent, and he may become a fire cultivator in the future.
He is also very talented and can read a thousand words at the age of one.
His physique is still slightly extraordinary, and he has an adult-like appetite at a young age.
In his opinion, his youngest son is definitely an ordinary person, and he will definitely achieve extraordinary things in his spiritual practice in the future, thus leading the Ji family to glory.
He laughed heartily and picked up the boy directly, "My good son, you will definitely be stronger than you and me in the future. Our Ji family will depend on you in the future."
Ji Gui held his head high and said unceremoniously: "Dad, I want to eat spiritual rice. Only when I am full can I practice harder."
Ji Rong laughed: "Haha, okay, I'll give you three big bowls in a while so that you can eat well."
At this time, a woman in black robe walked out of the central courtyard and muttered dissatisfiedly: "We Ling'er and Jun'er are also practicing very hard. Master can't be partial."
This is the second lady. Her brother died recently and she is not in a good mood.
Ji Rong didn't want to cause discord in the family, so he said with a smile: "I have everything. I have enough spiritual rice, so I can eat whatever I want."
The charming woman glanced at the black-robed woman with disdain on her face.
When it's meal time, the whole family comes to the table to eat.
Although the three children without spiritual root qualifications also received a small bowl of spiritual rice, they still served the others carefully.
The youngest son Ji Gui was holding a large bowl of rice and eating it fiercely. Ji Rong could not help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly with a look of joy on his face.
This kid eats a lot and will probably grow into a man in a few years.
When the time comes, we will find a way to send him to Chixiao Peak in the inner sect, so that he can practice well and lead the Ji family to glory in the future.
Ji Rong couldn't help but feel good when he thought about the bright future.
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On the other side, Chu Ming has beaten all the spiritual rice and shelled it.
Including the ones in the space, a total of about 5,100 kilograms of normal spiritual rice was harvested.
After handing it over to the sect, there will be 3,500 kilograms left.
Now that there is no shortage of spiritual stones, there is no need for him to sell spiritual rice for the time being.
He couldn't eat so much by himself, so he might as well feed it to the cows.
He steamed a large pot full of spiritual rice, steamed the spiritual rice bran in the pot, and then mixed the spiritual rice and spiritual bran in a large pot.
Based on the current knowledge of cattle raising, he feels that such feed will be more nutritious for Brother Niu.
Cows are different from humans and cannot eat only fine grains.
Then he put the feed into the space, walked to the cowshed, and sucked Brother Niu into the space.
He can see inside the space.
Brother Niu just entered, obviously a little confused, looking around.
When I saw the feed in the basin, my eyes were straight and my mouth was watering.
But it seemed that he was afraid that the owner would blame him, so he didn't dare to eat there.
Chu Ming entered the space and held the feed basin in front of Brother Niu with a smile.
"Eat, you're welcome, it's specially prepared for you."
"I told you before, if I feed you spiritual rice from now on, eat it freely."
"From now on, the feeding will be here. If you come in, you can just eat it."
He still kept an eye on it, feeding spiritual rice to cows was too shocking.
If someone accidentally discovers you outside, it will be difficult to explain.
"Moo——" Brother Niu rubbed Chu Ming's hand with his watery nose to express his happiness, and then he immersed himself in eating.
There seemed to be tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
After working hard in the fields for so many years, it was inevitable that I had mixed feelings when I tasted Lingmi for the first time.
[Cattle Feeding: Proficiency +1]
【Cattle Feeding (Entry: 97/100)】
Seeing the message that popped up on the proficiency panel, Chu Ming nodded silently.
Sure enough, he was right to mix spiritual bran and spiritual rice to feed the cattle, and it also increased his proficiency.
And this is not the highest level of cattle feeding. Adding some medicinal herbs, fruits and vegetables mixed into the feed should have better results.
If he can keep practicing this skill, maybe he can train this ordinary buffalo into a mythical beast.
But for now, the main thing is to improve one's own strength. In the future, when you are free, you can practice this skill.
Brother Niu continued to eat, while Chu Ming returned to the outside world first.
After looking inside the space and seeing Brother Niu eating up all the feed, he released him from the portable space.
He touched the cow's head and felt that the cow's hair was smoother than before, and Brother Niu's big eyes were brighter and more spiritual.
Could this change mean that it has broken through the first level of Qi training?
"Have you broken through to the first level of Qi training?" he asked.
"Moo——" Brother Niu shouted in affirmation.
Chu Ming smiled and touched its head, "You are quite talented. You can make a breakthrough after feeding it a meal of spiritual rice."
"Okay, you should be smarter and more capable now. I leave you to guard and look after the home."
"Moo——" Brother Niu raised his head and shouted, indicating that there was no problem.
