Super Farmer System

What he said seemed to make sense, but when Qin Xiaobing stuffed a thick book on top of the virtual millstone in front of him, he realized that the movement of the millstone was not as easy as imagined.

"Xiaodie, what's going on?" Qin Xiaobing asked strangely.

"Master, in addition to strength, this mill requires a lot of mental strength."

Qin Xiaobing pursed his lips. Sure enough, there is nothing cheap and good in the world.It sounds like this reading is very fast, but there is still a price to pay.

With the continuous infusion of the mental power of the pro-prawn Olympic ice, the millstone was pushed a lot lighter, and it was not as heavy as before.

A smile appeared on Qin Xiaobing's face. With the continuous infiltration of spiritual power, Qin Xiaobing's speed of pushing the millstone was as fast as flying.

An hour later, a book was finally ground to pieces.It's less than a bowl. Normally, such a thick manual must be a big pile, but now there are only so few.

It's just that Qin Xiaobing felt that when he pushed the millstone, the millstone became easier, but his brain became heavier and heavier, as if pouring water into it.

"Master, as long as you drink this bowl with water, it will be absorbed twenty times faster than usual."

Qin Xiaobing looked at the white shredded paper powder in the bowl and sighed.Now that you have spent so much effort, just hold back and drink it.

Add water, Qin Xiaobing added some honey into it.It's a little more comfortable to drink this way.

"Master, don't you humans say that books are spiritual food? Why are you afraid?"

Qin Xiaobing smiled wryly in his heart, now it is not just spiritual food, but material food in reality.How many people in ancient and modern China and abroad can eat books to satisfy their hunger like myself.

"Whoosh..."

A few minutes later, Qin Xiaobing finally downed the bowl of books.Although the bowl was not very big, Qin Xiaobing really felt very full, and he couldn't help belching.

"Boom!"

With the knock on the door, Qin Xiaobing opened the door.

Yang Wanting stood at the door wearing a light blue plaid pajamas, her bare face under Qi Liu Hai was still beautiful, especially the loose neckline of the pajamas, which showed her energetic side.

Qin Xiaobing glanced secretly, and asked nervously, "Wanting, what's the matter so late?"

Yang Wanting looked at Qin Xiaobing's silly look, and covered her mouth, "Didn't you never get enough to eat at my house? I asked Mama Chen to cook you some noodles. Eat it while it's hot!"

Yang Wanting took the noodle bowl from Chen Ma who was next to her, and glared at Qin Xiaobing, "You idiot, don't let me in."

"Oh, please come in!" Qin Xiaobing hastily moved aside a path.

It's just that when Qin Xiaobing saw the white noodles, he felt inexplicably sick to his stomach. The book residue in his stomach hadn't been digested yet.

"Let's eat!" Yang Wanting sat by the bed. If you met her for the first time, you would definitely think that Yang Wanting is a gentle and virtuous girl.

"Oh!"

Qin Xiaobing picked up the noodle bowl and hiccupped uncontrollably.

"Are you full without eating?"

"No, it's a hungry hiccup!" Qin Xiaobing hurriedly explained.

He picked up the chopsticks with one hand, but he didn't have any appetite at all.

"Why is the bowl too small? I'll ask Mother Chen to change it to a bigger bowl!"

"No...no..., that's enough!" Qin Xiaobing gritted his teeth, and he would eat to death with the bowl in his hand.

Ten minutes later, Qin Xiaobing hiccupped again and again, lying on the bed with a round stomach.

"I'm leaving first, remember to read more books!"

Yang Wanting turned around and left, completely unaware that the book in Qin Xiaobing's room had long since disappeared.

Qin Xiaobing felt that the bowl of book scum he ate was more exciting than eating compressed biscuits.If you move your body, the contents of your stomach may be vomited out.

It was not until midnight that Qin Xiaobing's stomach eased down.A small portion of the books he ate had been transformed into knowledge and entered Qin Xiaobing's mind.

In the early morning, as soon as Qin Xiaobing woke up, Yang Wanting broke into the door.

"Quick, get up!" Yang Wanting looked very anxious.

"What's going on?" Qin Xiaobing turned upside down.

"Hurry up and go downstairs with me!" Yang Wanting's expression was very flustered.

Qin Xiaobing put on his clothes in a hurry, and hurried downstairs with Yang Wanting.

In the living room downstairs, a family stood at the door in fear.It's like hiding from something.

Seeing Qin Xiaobing come down, the family gathered together as if they saw a savior.

"Little soldier, I'm going to trouble you!"

"what?"

Yang Wanting pulled the bewildered Qin Xiaobing to the coffee table, pointed to the floor with her slender fingers, "Quick, catch that toad!"

Qin Xiaobing glanced at the flustered Yang Wanting, and immediately understood.This family is like fleeing from a toad, just to avoid a toad, which is really funny.

"Okay, Wanting, stand back, I'll take care of this toad." Qin Xiaobing leaned on the floor and looked under the sofa.

In an instant, I found the toad that had been dormant under the sofa, about the size of a palm.

People in the countryside know that toads secrete a toxin from their backs, so Qin Xiaobing asked Chen Ma to help him find a rubber glove, and pulled the toad out from under the table without hesitation.

"Wanting, is this so scary?" Qin Xiaobing looked at the pale Yang Wanting with a smile.

"Quick, throw it out!" Yang Wanting shouted anxiously.

Qin Xiaobing smiled helplessly in his heart, Yang Wanting, who was always vigorous and courageous, was actually afraid of a toad.

After sending the toad out of the villa, Chen Ma quickly tidied up the living room.

Song Yu came over, "Xiao Bing, thanks to you in this family, otherwise I would be scared to death."

"Grandma, it's okay, I'm just a toad all the time!"

"Hmph, look at my son who is afraid of toads!" Song Yu gave Yang Zhen a blank look.

Yang Zhen smiled awkwardly, "Mom, isn't this the shadow of being scared by a toad after a child!"

"Xiao Bing hasn't eaten yet, grandma will make you breakfast now!"

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After breakfast, Qin Xiaobing looked at Yang Wanting who was flipping through magazines boredly, "Wanting, can you take me to the silk market here?"

"Why do you want to see this?" Yang Wanting asked strangely.

"Aren't I raising silkworms now? Just look at the market!"

"Yes, yes!" Yang Wanting pouted and turned her head and said, "But have you finished reading your summit brochure?"

"Of course!"