After leaving the Water-Control Pavilion, Xu Changqing stopped by the Spirit Field Core Administration Office.
As a Spirit-Nurturer Envoy, he was qualified to enter and leave this place freely.
He had mainly come to take a look at things only the management could access.
Since it was only noon, there was no rush to return home.
"Envoy Xu is here!"
"Greetings, Envoy Xu!"
"Good afternoon, Envoy Xu!"
When Xu Changqing appeared, the surrounding spirit farmers all took the initiative to greet him.
Though they were all strangers, Xu Changqing remembered Flower Elder's teachings. He treated everyone with courtesy. "Hello, everyone."
At that moment, a rather young spirit farmer asked, "Envoy Xu, something has been wrong with the spirit rice I planted lately. It has been looking sickly all the time. May I ask what is wrong with it?"
Xu Changqing asked in return, "Did you bring any?"
The young spirit farmer hurriedly took out a stalk from his small storage pouch. "Please have a look."
Xu Changqing swept his gaze over it. He did not even need Spiritual Sense to see the cause at a glance, and immediately said, "It is shriveled and utterly devoid of luster. How long has it been since you loosened the soil?"
The young spirit farmer said awkwardly, "I saw that it was Black Soil, so I had not loosened it for nearly half a year."
Xu Changqing shook his head. "You must loosen the soil. You also need slash-and-burn farming and fertilizer. Simply replenishing water is useless, or the quality of the spirit rice will never rise."
The young spirit farmer said excitedly, "Thank you for your guidance, Envoy Xu!"
"Envoy Xu, the flowers I cultivate..."
"Envoy Xu, could you take a look at these medicinal herbs?"
"Envoy Xu, I have recently wanted to