As a fanatic of Pokémon, Shi Hao certainly couldn't wait for the Pokémon to leave with the strength he had just joined.

Regardless of whether he likes it or not, Shi Hao is very envious of this combat power and labor force alone.

So Shi Hao prepared to use his eighteen martial arts to keep the elves behind.

It’s still a familiar recipe, and it’s still a familiar method.

Whether human or elves, food and water are eternal temptations and benefits.

When the rice came out of the pot, Shi Hao served the first bowl of rice to his mother without thinking.

"This is white rice. Try it quickly." Shi Hao tried his best to sell it.

"You haven't eaten it before. This white rice is a staple food, and its starch content is as high as 70 to 80 percent."

"Under the action of salivary amylase, starch will be digested into maltose. Then it enters the stomach from the esophagus, and is subjected to mechanical digestion by gastric wall muscles and chemical digestion by gastric juice."

"At this time, the rice in the stomach has turned into a porridge-like chyme state, and then it is pushed to the duodenum several times in small amounts. After the chyme enters the duodenum from the stomach, it is digested into glucose in the small intestine."

"Glucose is our body's fuel, which can provide us with better strength and allow our body to recover faster."

"If you don't believe it, try it quickly. Once you taste it, you will know that what I said is true."

Shi Hao pushed hard and stuffed rice into the hands of every newly added elf.

Under Shi Hao's attention, the elves had no choice but to pick up their bowls and eat rice.

At the first mouthful of rice, the elves are conquered by the taste of white rice.

"Wrist strength." Sweet and delicious.

"Wrist strength." Biguo is delicious.

"Wrist power." As sweet as squirrel bee honey.

The little ones expressed their love in twos and threes, showing their crazy love for this sweet and glutinous taste.

"Handling." It's really delicious.It's warm inside.

"Carrying." I like this feeling.

The three porters talked to each other, expressing their love by finishing the rice in their hands as quickly as possible.

Twelve small arms and three small transporters all stretched out their rice bowls in front of Shi Hao, indicating that Shi Hao would give them more food.

"Like it. If you want to eat this kind of rice every day from now on, how about going farming with me tomorrow?" Shi Hao said, kidnapping the cub.

"Wrist strength." Okay.

"Transfer." Okay.

Fifteen cubs don't care about farming or not, as long as they have this kind of warm, sweet and glutinous food to eat, they are very happy.

And the two more mature elves, after eating a bowl of rice, also showed surprise on their faces.

"Wrist strength." It seems that the strength has become stronger.

Wrist Power Mother said to Makushita Rikishi.

"Under the curtain." Yes! The power becomes stronger. This kind of food can quickly restore physical strength and enhance our strength.

"Makinita." Eating more of this food is good for children.

Makushita Lushi analyzed and suggested that wrist mothers should give their children more of this kind of food.Can increase children's strength.

Wrist's mother looked at the twelve little Wrists in front of her and fell into deep thought.

It secretly made a decision in its heart: if the man in front of him could bring back his strength and wrist strength, and keep eating this kind of food for the little ones, then even if the man in front of him wanted to keep him, it would still be willing to fight for this man.

Shi Hao listened to the conversations of the elves, but didn't speak again.No matter how many actions there are, it is too late. Many things, pay attention to the right time, place and people, and let things happen naturally.

Early the next morning, Shi Hao rarely got up early.

He led the people into the fields again.

Sure enough, through the disinfecting of grass cover, the dead grass has completely disappeared in this 500 acres of land.

"Director, you keep talking about farming, farming, how do you plant this field?" Shui Leshan asked curiously, he really didn't understand why Shi Hao was so obsessed with farming.

Although the rice is delicious and boosts strength, the fruits in the wild are also good.

"Turn the ground over first." Shi Hao said.

After yesterday's tumbling of the rumbling rock, the land was pressed quite firmly. At this time, the ground must be turned over first to break up large chunks of soil.

Originally, this step needs to be completed with the help of other mechanical forces in Shi Hao's world, but in the world of elves, elves can complete this work very well.

Shi Hao patted the body of the leader of Long Longyan, and said: "Use the heavy pedal in the field. Is it okay? This is all for eating more rice."

"Long!" OK! For rice!

The Longlongyans were not complicated in their thinking. When they heard that there was rice to eat, they were happy to help Shi Hao in his work.

More than a dozen Rumbling Rocks came to the field, spread out their positions, and then collectively launched a stomping attack.

The feet of the Rumbling Rocks stepped on the ground fiercely, and the ground began to shake slightly, and the compact pieces of the ground began to loosen, and the ground trembled and turned over.

In just a few steps, one-fifth of the ground has been plowed and harrowed.

The little wrists cheered from the sidelines, cheering for their dear friends—the Rumbling Rocks to show their power.

The rumble rocks moved to another piece of land and continued working.

Seeing this scene, the mother of wrist strength fell into deep thought, after all, it is an elf who knows the strength of Longlongyan very well.

In just a few days, Rumble's strength actually increased by one tenth.

What happened in the middle?

The first thing the mother of Wrist Power thought of was the white rice that she ate last night. After eating a bowl of white rice last night, her body recovered to a large extent, and her strength even faintly increased.

Could it be that all of this is really caused by that kind of sweet food?

"Lei Chao, Stone, Shuiyan. You can let the Jenny turtles spray water, and we are ready to plant at any time." Shi Hao ordered.

"Okay. Plant the seeds. Let's plant the seeds quickly." The first one to rush was not Lei Chao and others, but Shui Gu, who had been excited for a long time.

After Squirtles fired their water cannons, Shuigu rushed into the field with the rice seeds that were ready to be soaked and germinated. According to Professor Shi Hao's method, Shuigu spread the rice seeds evenly into the field.

"Residents of Water Village. We are not people who eat and drink for nothing, right? Come with me, and use our labor in exchange for our food and drink." Shuiyan shouted, leading the residents of Water Village into the field, every day The sowing of the division of labor.

"Working is something we must do. We implement distribution according to work, and the more you work, the more you will get. Children over six years old, please listen to me, hold the things in your hands securely, and go to the fields with me. We do not raise children in the camp Idle people." Lei Chao mobilized.

As Lei Chao's voice fell, the children also rushed into the fields, bending down and planting seeds hard.

At this time, Shitou found another pile of germinated rice seeds from nowhere, and stuffed them in the hands of the newly joined wrist fighters, mushita wrestlers, and small porters.

"The emphasis in our camp is that the more you work, the more you get, and you are distributed according to your work. You have eaten, so you have to work." After saying that, Shitou stuffed the rice seeds into the hands of the elves, turned around and rushed into the fields to get busy.

Newly joined elves, you look at me, and I look at you.

It was Wrist's mother who spoke first: "Wrist." Let's go.Working together, we don't eat and drink for nothing.

Later, it took the elves to join in the work, first learning on the side, and then planting seeds on the newly developed land in a decent manner.

In the entire camp, apart from the injured elves and young children, Shi Hao was the only one left standing by the field and watching everyone work.

For a moment, Shi Hao felt a certain space-time disorder, as if he had returned to Blue Star, his childhood, and the field at that time.

When he came back to his senses, he quickly rolled up his sleeves and rushed into the field like everyone else to join in the work.

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