Ranch Story: Start Over

There were far more people dining today than when the father and son had dinner together before. Feng Ling thought for a moment and started cooking based on the food purchased by Yun Feifei and Popli.

Everyone was sitting around the well chatting and listening to the clanging sounds coming from the kitchen. No one was worried at all that Feng Ling would not be able to finish the battlefield before noon. Popli and the others had already finished the work of picking vegetables and were just waiting for Feng Ling to come back to work.

Feng Ling's personal performance last night allowed everyone to witness his unique cooking skills. The way of magic control and the speed of cooking were so dazzling that it was not enough to describe this cooking method. It was quite artistic.

Feng Qingyang started chatting with Goetz:

"You kid, you are willing to come and see me again this time."

"Old Master Feng, you are flattering me. It is my duty to visit you. Another purpose of my coming here this time is to build a house for your family."

Feng Qingyang nodded and said with some reminiscence:

"Your master has been dead for so many years. I wonder if your current skills have surpassed his?"

"Don't worry about this, old senior. I will definitely not disgrace the name of my master."

Gotz's self-confidence not only comes from his master, but also because he has been responsible for the design and construction of many large-scale construction projects within a radius of hundreds of kilometers over the years. In the construction industry, he is worthy of the title of authority.

Yun Feifei had just arrived. When she heard that Gotz was willing to take on a small project like Lingjia, she quickly asked:

"Teacher Gotz, don't you say you don't accept invitations to non-family buildings? Look, the last time Mayor Luoxi invited you, you postponed it for half a month before coming. This time it's too soon."

Goetz smiled and said:

"You know, it's a good deed to repay someone who has done you a favor, hahaha. But let's be clear about this. Helping Feng Ling build the water mill was a plan that was prepared long ago, and it was he who proposed to build the chicken coop that Feng Ling needed. I talked to him for a long time today, and I found that he has been traveling around the continent for so long that his knowledge is almost catching up with mine!"

Hearing Gotz's comments, the four muscular men who had returned from farming and clearing the land, as well as Li Ke, Feng Qingyang and his group, all showed surprised looks.

"Isn't Feng Ling a chef? How come he even knows how to build a house?"

"I'm afraid it's more than that!"

Gotz shook his head. This kid definitely knew more than just this little bit. He knew a lot more than just the tools, equipment, structural configurations, and material combinations. When Gotz was discussing with Feng Ling, although the other party used the knowledge from the Mechanical Civilization Continent, it happened to be integrated with the things from the Magic Continent.

He had a very pleasant conversation with Feng Ling. There were so many things and personal opinions that Gotz felt like he had suddenly realized something.

Feng Ling would definitely be happy if he knew what Goetz was thinking. When he was in college for such a long time, in order to improve his professional level and related work, Feng Ling learned a lot of subjects including mechanics, electrical engineering, materials, energy, power, civil engineering, etc.

Genius is not scary, what is scary is that genius is both self-disciplined and hardworking, and Feng Ling is such a person.

Feng Qingyang was a little shocked at this time. When his grandson came back this time, he was completely different from what he remembered in the past.

It seems that except for filial piety, everything else has changed and Feng Qingyang cannot understand it.

Think about Feng Ling's current skills. His cooking alchemy alone is already better than 90% of the people. Then look at the water mill that Li Ke is going to give as a gift, the chicken coop built by Gotz, and the onions that are about to mature. These aspects cover knowledge in various fields, and Feng Ling seems to understand them all.

An hour later, an enticing aroma wafted through the air.

Smelling the aroma of food in the air, Feng Qingyang became more and more curious about his grandson whom he had not seen for a long time. He wondered what he had learned from traveling around the continent over the years.

After working for nearly an hour, Feng Ling finally finished today's lunch. In addition to the standard dishes, the two foodie women also added two of their favorite dishes, spicy tiger skin chicken feet and steamed sea bass.

When Feng Ling took out the dishes from the incubator, the two of them ran the fastest.

"Dinner is ready! Dinner is ready! Brother, Grandpa Feng, everyone please take a seat."

Popley greeted them.

Looking at the table full of dishes, there were four meat dishes, five vegetarian dishes, and a big bowl of soup.

Feng Ling looked at the four strong men who walked into the house. They showed surprised expressions, as if this was the first time they had eaten such a sumptuous lunch from the host's house.

"Come and take a seat, everyone. You've worked hard today. You've already cleared so much farmland in just this morning."

"Hehehe, Brother Feng Ling, luckily we still have some magic power, otherwise the reclamation speed would be much slower. It's a bit crowded, please serve the rice."

Feng Ling didn't care about this at all and gave each of the four of them a big bowl of rice.

The people Yun Feifei hired to work were really serious, and Feng Ling was very satisfied with them. Thinking about himself, if he didn't rely on magic power and use the farming method Lin taught him to turn the land, it would be great if he could cultivate more than 1000 plots of land in the past two days.

Now the 2250 onion fields are already thriving, and the four of them opened up 4*600 plots of arable land in three hours in one morning. Because they are pure level 3 strength warriors, it is difficult for them to mobilize magic power, so they can only play a supporting role.

According to their own attributes, a level 3 warrior has 600 points of physical strength, and each point of physical strength can cultivate one square of land. In addition, the recovery speed is not as amazing as Feng Ling. Normally, they have to consume 200 points of physical strength per hour to cultivate 200 squares of land. In a morning of three hours, they recovered 180 points of physical strength, but lost 600 points of physical strength, which means 600 squares of land per person.

At this moment, watching them not only eat the food made by Feng Ling very quickly, but also admire it. But after all, there are many people eating, so they still pay attention to their image.

"Eat more, everyone. You can take a two-hour nap at noon and get up to work at two in the afternoon. When you are busy until seven, you can come to me to get your money. I will prepare lunch for you in the afternoon before you leave."

"Don't worry, boss. Leave it to us. Boss, the food you cook is so delicious. I feel a force growing in my body."

"Yes, I added some ingredients that can enhance your Qi and blood, so that you will feel more energetic after waking up from a good sleep."

In order for these four muscular men to have better physical work and better spirits today, Feng Ling will not care about these expenses.

Just think about it, in just one morning, four ordinary third-level warriors completed the work of Guard Feng Ling in two days without the help of magic. Looking at the layout of the cultivated land that was exactly the same as their own, without any of the complexity of ordinary people's cultivation, these people were thoughtful.

Yun Feifei asked while holding the fish:

"How about Feng Ling? My guys are pretty good, right?"

"Sister Yun, where did you find these big brothers? Why don't you let them work with me?"

"Why, do you want to employ them long term?"

Feng Ling certainly had this idea. If someone came to help him cultivate the farm, he would only need to water and sow seeds, freeing his hands. This method was worth a try. Feng Qingyang kicked Feng Ling's calf and said:

"Feng'er, don't be too lazy!"

"That's right!" Bobli echoed excitedly, and at the same time took out a handful of enhanced chicken feed given by Feng Ling and fed it to Xiaobai at her feet.

Feng Ling didn't dare to offend Popli, who had taken care of Xiaobai, Wangcai and Zhuifeng for the whole morning, and quickly picked up a chicken foot and put it into her bowl.

"Sister Yun, do you have many more people like them?"