No One Understands Farming Better Than Me (4/10)

Thanks to the efforts of Wu Chu and several Little Flower Fairies, the diseased Five-Colored Rice was easily cured.

Although this treatment method cannot be popularized among the Witch Clan, at least it has made them aware of the cause.

Then, Wu Chu transformed into Shennong and walked through the fields, talking to the shamans about how to prevent pests and diseases, and also telling them how to cultivate and fertilize crops.

In the Purple Jade Mountain area, fattening is basically not a thing.

After all, it would be a desecration to let those cute and pretty Little Flower Fairies come into contact with such smelly things, and Wu Chu himself couldn't bear it.

Therefore, the Little Flower Fairies don't really understand this aspect either.

In fact, since entering the realm of Celestial Immortal, Wu Chu has never used the toilet below the Summit of the Sacred Tree again. That Merit Toilet has become completely useless.

For immortals, breaking down the food they ingest into nothingness is an easy task. Even the Little Flower Fairies at the Earth Immortal Realm can do it effortlessly.

Therefore, it is very difficult to see any filth on Purple Jade Mountain.

Even if there were any, they would have come from the slaughter of other living beings.

However, this kind of filth is quite common in this Witch Tribe.

Wu Chu, looking like an old farmer, with his sleeves rolled up, trousers rolled up, barefoot, and a blade of grass between his teeth, squatted on the edge of the field, pointing out the shamans working in the fields.

That air of pontificating and speaking eloquently was a far cry from his previous self who said, "I haven't farmed for hundreds of thousands of years, so I don't know anything about farming."

This is clearly an attitude of 'nobody knows more about farming than me'!

Even the few Little Flower Fairies who were quite knowledgeable about farming couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

When they returned, Little Jasmine couldn't help but ask him, "Senior A Chu, can that kind of filth excreted from living beings really increase the fertility of the land?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Chu waved his hand and laughed, "You are now the third head chef of our Purple Jade Mountain, there's no need for you to investigate these things. Besides, our Purple Jade Mountain has your Flower Fairy Clan helping to grow those crops, so we don't need that little bit of fertilizer."

Houtu then said, "If that's the case, then all the excrement in our tribe is flushed away into the Great River with water. Isn't that a huge waste?"

Not to mention the Houtu Tribe, other Witch Tribe had already been using toilets for a long time. After all, the principle of making a toilet is not very complicated, and it is easy to make.

After the Houtu Tribe popularized toilets, other Witch Tribe naturally followed suit.

Wu Chu nodded slightly and said, "It is indeed a bit wasteful. However, as the Earth Witch Clan, you can easily control the fertility of the land, and you don't need to use those filth to enhance its fertility. The shamans of other tribes don't have your abilities."

At night, there was singing and dancing, drinking and eating meat.

That Hundun Descendant had truly delicious and tender meat, especially when roasted over a fire to render out some of the fat, making it even more wonderful to eat.

However, mincing the meat and using it to make minced meat eggplant, or adding some scallions and dried bamboo shoots to make dumplings or meat buns, makes it taste even better.

Little Moon Spirit even made them into soup dumplings, which burned the mouths of several impatient little ones, making Dijiang and the others laugh heartily without showing any sympathy.

However, Shao Hong, this seemingly rough and tough man, sometimes shows a gentle, delicate, and loving side, comforting these children.

As the drinking progressed, a Witch Clan girl secretly knocked the witch unconscious and carried him away.

Wu Chu then took the hands of the two ladies and went back to his bedside.

It was there, hand in hand, arm in arm, entering the boudoir, shyly smiling as she blew out the lamp.

The sound of phoenix flutes stirs, the jade pot's light turns, and another night of fish and dragon dance begins!

Wu Chu and his companions stayed in the Dijiang Tribe for over a month, and he even found himself reluctant to leave. After all, here, he could spend every night with his two wives studying body-refining techniques using the Yin Yang balance method, without worrying about being recruited by others.

If they were to leave by boat, given the young lady's shyness, she certainly wouldn't enter his room with the Fox Ancestress sister in front of everyone.

Even if Wu Chu went to find her, she Jidu kick him out.

However they lingered, they still had to Departure off, after all, there was still a long way to go from Mount Taihua to Kunlun Mountain!

After bidding farewell to the shamans of the Dijiang Tribe, Wu Chu and his companions rode the clouds northward. After half a day, they arrived at the Great River and continued their journey by boat, heading northwest.

Sure enough, that night, when the Fox Ancestress went to find the young lady, and he followed her in, he was firmly kicked out by the young lady.

In response, Wu Chu could only pretend to be nonchalant, lying on a deck chair on the Tower Ship's deck, gazing blankly at the starry sky.

The Little Fox brought over a steaming cup of tea, sat down on the recliner beside him, and asked with a voice transmission, "Brother A Chu, were you kicked out?"

Wu Chu took the fragrant tea, glanced at her, and said, "Seeing through things but not saying them is the way of friendship. If you keep doing this, you'll easily end up with no friends, understand?"

As he spoke, he gently blew on the fragrant tea, took a sip, and silently savored the bittersweet taste of the tea.

The Little Fox chuckled and said, "Didn't Brother A Chu also say that if you can't even tease someone a few times, what's the point of having a friend?"

"When did you become a contrarian?"

"When I'm happy, or when I'm unhappy."

"So, are you happy or unhappy now?"

"I'm so happy!"

"This conversation is impossible!"

"Giggle giggle..."

The days passed slowly and simply in this unpretentious way.

Occasionally, they would swim in the river. Thanks to the efforts of the authorities, the Great River had regained its clarity, and giant beasts could sometimes be seen swimming beneath its shimmering surface. If those beasts were foolish enough to come and provoke them, they would become their meal.

And so another hundred years passed in a flash.

On this day, the Tower Ship at the Kunlun Territory, Wu Chu and his men turned the ship into a small tributary that was only a hundred feet wide.

In this Primordial World, the Qidian of this Great River lies in the Western Land.

It Qidian at the western mountains of the Western Land, runs through the entire Western Land, and then meanders eastward, passing near Longevity Mountain.

After entering the Central Continent, we passed through the southern part of the Kunlun Territory.

To enter the Kunlun Territory, one must switch to this tributary. This tributary Qidian in the West Kunlun, meanders eastward from the west, and then emerges from the East Kunlun to join the Great River.

Compared to other Great River, this river is not very wide, but it is very deep, with sheer cliffs on both sides and clear blue water that is difficult to see the bottom.

Occasionally, the roars of tigers and the cries of monkeys can be heard from the forests atop the cliffs.

Occasionally, one can hear the cries of eagles and cranes.

Not long after entering the Kunlun River, the group heard a loud laugh coming from the cliff bank, "Senior brother, sister-in-law, everyone, you've finally arrived! Hao has been waiting for you for a long time!"