Galactic Garbage Station

Su Qing sent most of the Charles tobacco seeds that were cultivated to the tobacco cultivation base and contacted Tanaka Yi to prepare the blue field silver line rice for cultivation. He has tried many times, although Charles tobacco seedlings and blue field silver line rice seedlings can be grown with ordinary soil, but their seeds are fragile and need to be pebbled or spiritual stone slag to germinate and grow. Even if they survive, they will be malnourished, ill and lose their original benefits, so don't worry about seed leakage.

In order to avoid seed spills from precious varieties, modern technologies are used to sterilize seeds, and the seeds sold can only be planted for one season and cannot be bred, so that seeds can be sold continuously. Su Xin, a means of soil control, has the wonder of heterogeneity.

However, before planting the blue field silver line rice on a large scale, Su Zheng intends to try it on his own. He transported the blue field silver line rice in a snake leather bag and went to a store in the nearby village of Zhujia, where there was a rice grinder, and the people from the nearby village, basically, came here to grind rice.

“Mr. Sue, are you going to mill the rice?” The owner of the shop, a dark-skinned man in his 40s, was surprised to see Su Jun pull over and open the door of the van to reveal a bag of rice. In the small department store next door, there were several tables of people playing mahjong, poker, and they looked at Su Qing with amazement.

Su Xiao is a famous person in the neighborhood, they naturally know each other. As far as they know, Su Xiao's family does not grow rice. A rich man like him should buy rice to eat, but also buy the best rice. Why did he come here to mill rice?

“Yeah, don't call me Mr. Su, just call me Poon.” Su Jin grinned.

“Don't you dare, let me help you.” The shop owner wanted to help Su Zheng before walking up.

“I'll do it myself.” Su Zheng picked up the snake leather bag and carried it into the store. It was as easy as lifting a pillow, and the store owner stared directly at him. He is a farm worker. His body is strong and he has a lot of strength. However, carrying such a large bag of rice also takes a lot of effort. Su Jin is so casual. It can be seen how strong he is. He is a master of martial arts.

What the shop owner did not know, this is too small a pediatric for Su Xiao. Even 500kg of stone, he can carry the pillow as easily. Su Zheng's current fist power limit, about 16,500 kg, since the completion of basic body refining and boxing practice, the strength has almost stagnated, even after receiving the "Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva Scripture", preliminary understanding of the dragon elephant law seal, can not grow much. Because of the toothfish, etc., the energy is insufficient to support his body's further growth.

After Su Zheng moved the bag in, the shop owner went up to help him. When he opened the bag, the shop owner couldn't help but look stunned: “Why is this rice so pointed, there is silver wire on it, what rice is this? ”

“A new breed.” Su Xiao said casually.

“Oh.” The shop owner answered casually, not very interested in this strange rice. However, the owner changed his mind when he poured the rice into the rice grinder and began to run it out.

With the meat leaking out like a jade of silver wire, a nice smell of rice poured out his nose. All the good rice smells of rice, different smells of rice, but for the first time, the shop owner smelled such intoxicating rice, just smelling the fragrance, he couldn't help but drool out, his stomach grunted, his appetite was vibrant.

“This rice smells so good.” The shop owner was shocked.

“It's okay.” Su Zheng smiled and was very satisfied with his heart. This is the blue field silver line rice from the temple of Dazen in Yangjin Spacetime. It is definitely different.

“What a smell, so fragrant. ”

“Is this grinding rice or cooking? ”

The people who play mahjong in the next department store smell the constant scent and are a little impatient. Stopped, walked over, and found that it was just grinding rice, that nose fluttering scent, just rice scent.

“What kind of rice is this? Isn't this too fragrant? ”

“Why is this meter so thin? There's silver wire on it. I've never seen this kind of rice. ”

“Mr. Su, can you sell this rice? How much for a pound? ”

Everyone looked at the blue field silver line rice as if it were some kind of monster.

“This is a new variety, not available on the market for the time being, but it won't be long before it's planted on a large scale, and then you can buy it and eat it.” Su Zheng smiled. He missed half a sentence. Even if this rice was sold on a large scale, the price would be very high. Normally people couldn't afford it at all. At most, it was a holiday or some important day, and they bought it for an addiction.

The shop owner and the audience are very eager to hear it. It smells like rice. It must be delicious to cook, right? Some of the people who played mahjong couldn't resist walking away, watching right next to them, deeply sucking on the rice fragrance.

After a while, the whole bag of rice was crushed into rice, filled with a bag, the grain shell was crushed into powder, filled with another small bag, Su Xuan took them to the car and transported them away, the shop owner and others were in love, and still smelled silver-line rice.

As soon as Su Zheng returned home, he washed about half a kilo of blue field silver wire rice and placed it in the rice cooker. Before it matured, he smelled the fragrance. After it matured, he opened the lid and smelled a nosy fragrance, which was very appetizing. The fragrance of cooked rice is ten times richer than that of rice. Looking down, a grain of rice is crystal clear and crisp.

Su Zheng couldn't wait to scoop a spoon, blow two bites, and put it in his mouth to chew twice, a sweet flavor, spreading out of his tongue, and chewing a little more elastic than ordinary rice, very refreshing.

Su Zheng couldn't hold on, took a few bites, and shocked his heart: “This blue field silver line rice is just cooked in a rice cooker, without adding a little technical content, without mixing vegetables, it is so delicious. This is the pace of the chef's layoff. ”

Even more shocking to Su Zheng, after taking a few bites, he felt a heat, spreading from his stomach, his whole body was warm and baked. The long-overdue fullness of eating warcraft meat and jade toothfish first appeared again.

In Yangjin time and space, if the refiner eats ordinary rice, too much impurities, too little energy and nutrition to meet their physical needs, so they need advanced rice, of course, the more precious the rice is, the harder it is to eat. For ordinary people, sorghum rice is extremely premium and is an absolute rarity for the price of gold.

Dazen Temple blue field silver line rice, more ancient Fae, is thousands of times more precious than sorghum rice, ginseng, Lingzhi and other precious spirit medicine, in front of it all have to stand aside. So it's not surprising that Su Xiao tastes full of energy.

Su Zhiwolf swallowed the tiger, ate all the rice from a large blue field silver line, and felt very comfortable all over the ocean. He took a deep breath and began to cultivate the Dragon Elephant Seal by meditating in his heart on the Dawei Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva Book.

This practice lasted two hours, and he was sweating, and he came to the gym, and one punch hit the punch target of the punch test machine, and a loud bang, and the punch target quake, almost flew out, and the screen showed -- 1,670 kilograms.

Su Xiao was surprised: “After just one meal, it rose by 20 kilograms. This blue field silver line rice is much more powerful than jade toothfish. Now I can finally rely on the Great Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva Scripture and start practicing medulla. ”