Building infrastructure in the Pokémon world

Tu Xingshen mysteriously pulled Yang Yan, the head of Yangjia Village, and the Great Elder aside, pointed at the rice and said to them loudly.

"Have you seen this? This is rice, rice that can grow rice. One mu of land can produce about 800 kilograms of rice." Tu Xing said proudly.

"What? 800 kilograms?" Yang Yan shouted involuntarily.

The Great Elder was also a little absent-minded, as if he had heard some Arabian Nights story.

"800 kilograms? 800 kilograms per mu of land?"

"He lied to us? How is this possible?"

"Yes, how is it possible! If there is such a production, then... then..."

The people of Yangjia Village who listened with their ears upright took a deep breath and screamed incoherently.

"If what he said is true, then they have more time to do more things." Yang Nan analyzed.

"Such as building a huge house, such as training elves, such as holding the world's number one elf conference?" Yang Lun muttered to himself.

Yang Lun's words seemed to wake up everyone in Yangjia Village. Everyone opened their mouths and looked at Tu Xing in surprise and disbelief.

Is it possible that everything Tu Xing said is true?

What if these grains weren't so productive?

Then why did Tu Xing lie to the people of Yangjiacun? What else do they, the people of Yangjiacun, have that they deserve to be deceived by Tu Xing?

And there is no need to deceive the people of Yangjiacun here with this kind of lie that can be exposed immediately.

Tu Xing finally saw the surprised look of the people in Yangjia Village.

The people in Yangjiacun looked like they had been struck by lightning, which greatly pleased Tu Xing, who was extremely proud.

Let you look down upon our director and make you feel that our camp is nothing special.

My face hurts now!

Tu Xing smiled triumphantly, and decided to take advantage of the victory to pursue immediately, completely rubbing the people of Yangjiacun on the ground.

"These are corns. As you can see, we have planted two varieties of corns," Tu Xing said.

"Is there any difference?" Yang Yan asked nervously and excitedly, breathing heavily.

No one could understand Yang Yan's mood at the moment.

I can't believe that what Tu Xing said is true, but I also hope that these things are true.

"Of course there is a difference. The corn on this side is eaten by us people, and the corn on that side is suitable for the elves to eat." Tu Xing said: "The corn eaten by the elves can produce about 5000 kilograms of corn per acre. The yield for human consumption is slightly less, only 2500 to 3000 kilograms."

"What? 5000 kilograms?" Yang Yan shouted again.

"3000 kilograms! Lord Feng Wang! Is this true?" The elder was no longer distracted and shouted after Yang Yan.

"That's right. You heard me right." Tu Xing smiled triumphantly.

This time, it was the other people in Yangjia Village who were collectively lost.

No one thought that this straight corn could reach 3000 kilograms? 5000kg output? What is this number?

People in the camp only need to sow corn once a year, so they don't have to worry about food for a year.

Then you can do more things with the extra time in the camp.

"Is this true? Is it really possible?" Yang Nan looked at the cornfield without blinking, as if he was in an incredible world.

"It's true. I hope it's true. If it's true, then it is the hope of the world." Yang Lun said in the same daze.

Tu Xing succeeded.

But he was not satisfied. He just wanted to put the success of the camp and Shi Hao's greatness in front of everyone who came to the camp to participate in the conference.

"This is potatoes. My favorite potato, it can produce about 1000 to 1500 kilograms per mu." Tu Xing continued to output strongly.

"How long did it take you to grow them? How long did it take?" Yang Yan asked Tu Xing frantically as if he had grasped some life-saving straw.

He didn't know what answer he expected to hear.

If it takes one to two years to grow these foods, Yang Yan thinks he will be disappointed, but he can also breathe a sigh of relief.

If it took about half a year to plant these, Yang Yan felt that he would be ecstatic and wanted to have the camp teach him the planting methods immediately. He was willing to exchange for anything. Including his own life.

Of course, Yang Yan had not thought of the possibility that it would only take 100 days or even less to grow these things. However, this possibility is too exaggerated, and Yang Yan himself denied this possibility.

Yang Yan and the Great Elder looked at each other, seeing how excited Tu Xing was now, it was very likely that the food was grown in the camp in four to five months.

Following Yang Yan's question, all the people in Yangjia Village focused their attention on Tu Xing's mouth, expecting to see Tu Xing's answer as soon as possible.

"Well, let me think about it." Tu Xing was also bad, and deliberately made the people of Yangjia Village wait for a few minutes before he gave the answer: "Rice matures in about five days, and corn takes about three and a half days sooner." It takes about four days, and potatoes are faster, two to three days. Sweet potatoes are the fastest, about one and a half to two days."

"Five days?" Yang Yan began to suspect that something was wrong with his ears.

"Three and a half to four days?" The elder wondered whether he was dead and hallucinating.

"Two days to three days? Did he really say the wrong time unit?" Yang Nan didn't know what expression to show on his face.

"A day and a half to two days? Am I crazy or is he crazy?" Yang Lun shook his head.

The people in Yangjiacun all had the same expression: Don’t believe the rumors, don’t spread them! Either you are wrong, or there is something wrong with our ears.

Anyway, that's the wrong answer.

Tu Xing didn't care whether the people in Yangjia Village believed it or not, anyway, the facts speak louder than words. After the people in Yangjia Village stayed for a few days, they would know whether Tu Xing was cheating or not.

"There is also this sweet potato. Its yield is also very high. About 2000 to 3000 kilograms of sweet potatoes can be grown in one acre of land." Tu Xing said, "By the way, Feng Wang Shuai Shuai likes to eat this kind of sweet potato. "

Tu Xing's last words seemed to open the door to the world of Yangjiacun people.

"We will restructure our nature in the new world. We will be in the new world! New world! Reconstruct nature!" The elder said frantically: "This is an oracle! This is a legend! This is a new world ! This is the new nature!"

The Great Elder went crazy.

Others in Yangjiacun didn't fare much better.

"This...this is the legend brought by Phoenix King."

"It's a gift from King Phoenix."

"The Phoenix King has led us to a new world. The Phoenix King has led us to reconstruct a new nature!"

"This is a gift and a redemption."

The people in Yangjia Village burst into tears and trembled. The older people couldn't stand up anymore and fell to their knees on the ground.

They are excited, emotional, grateful, and making choices for the future.

There was only one person at the scene, and I felt extremely unhappy at this time.

I do so much?In the end, he made a wedding dress for King Feng?

How could Tu Xing be willing?

He yelled: "You fart! This is brought to us by the head of the garden. It's not brought to us by the Phoenix King! It's the head of the garden! It's the head of the garden!"

Tu Xing never imagined that one day he would be so naive, and would be so boring and try his best to protect someone.