The irritable Demon Lord abducted the queen of Zerg

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight days passed, and under Yan Chong's continuous maintenance, the water storage system of the space station was really repaired by him.

He would like to thank the think tank-like information in the original owner's head, and admire his excellent comprehension ability.

This is a very fulfilling thing, even more exciting than snatching a high-grade fairy sword from a dead opponent.However, a heavy rain is still needed to fully test the function of the water storage.

If successful, farming will be easier.

Needless to say, Yan Chong is now very interested in farming, and with an attitude of not admitting defeat in anything, he decided to make farming bigger and stronger.

Although he now only has a small vegetable field of less than [-] square meters, he still owes a lot of "debts".

In a few days, the first potatoes are finally ripe and ready to be harvested.

Wen Moer couldn't hide the joy on his face, Yan Chong didn't show his happiness or anger, but he could tell from the slightly raised eyebrows that he was in a good mood.

The two of them worked hard for several hours, and finally sent the four big bags of potatoes harvested to the small vegetable garden.

Seeing the four big bags, Jian Mingzhou immediately asked in doubt, "So many?" As far as he knew, Yan Chong's land was not that big.Even in terms of the highest yield of potatoes, it shouldn't be so much more, at least doubled.

"I didn't expect you to be an expert in farming." Jian Mingzhou said the truth, not a joke.

In fact, when Yan Chong harvested potatoes this morning, he was also very surprised.It's not that he hasn't planted land before, and a seedling is usually considered very productive if it produces five or six seedlings, but the seedlings in this field can actually produce more than a dozen potatoes!Each head is not small!

When he was feeling surprised and puzzled, he saw Wen Moer squatting on the ground muttering, looking like he was talking, so he moved closer.Wen Moer's lips fluttered, and he murmured: "Shu Tu, you are too good... Next time, you must grow well..."

"..."

Do you think he was talking to the potato?

Yan Chong lived in a world where all things have animism. It is not that he has never seen mature trees and flowers, but if a person talks to flowers and plants, it is easy to be regarded as having a mental problem.

Xu felt uncomfortable being stared at. Wen Moer subconsciously looked in the direction of Yan Chong, and the two looked at each other. He was startled, showed a shy expression, scratched his head, and smiled shyly Said: "Actually, I can feel their emotions. Seeing that they look so good, I just want to... praise them."

The day they first arrived at Juchenxing, Wen Moer said that he could perceive the existence of vegetation, and Yan Chong remembered it.

But he didn't expect to be able to feel the emotions of grass and trees, so he asked: "Then, are they happy now?"

Wen Moer thought for a while, then nodded: "Yeah, I'm very happy!"

"Then they," Yan Chong said blankly, "knowing that they are about to be eaten, are they still happy?"

Wen Moer was taken aback for a moment, completely choking on this extremely cruel sentence.Yan Chong put on an attitude of "I'm just asking casually", and raised his eyebrows at Wen Moer, like an unreasonable dude.

This demeanor was done by him, it was obviously cold, but it was heart-warming.As a result, Wen Moer didn't dare to look at him, so he could only look at the cute potatoes in the field, pouted his little mouth, and his eyes gradually turned red.

Yan Chong was speechless, he would never admit that people were made to cry by him, he was not funny!

The depressing sound of sobbing gradually came from around, Yan Chong couldn't concentrate on his work at all, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, he strode up to Wen Moer and raised his hand.

Wen Moer had already raised his head when he came over, he thought Yan Chong was going to hit him, so he didn't hide, but the tears fell down, and all fell into the sandy ground.

Yan Chongyang's hand stopped completely in mid-air, probably because he was frightened, but Yan Chong just wanted to pat Wen Moer on the shoulder to tell him not to cry.Of course, his "shooting" will not be too gentle.

Right now, I can't do anything anymore, hanging in the air without embarrassment.No way, Yan Chong thought for a while, and then put his hand on Wen Moer's head.

The hair is soft and feels nice.He rubbed it along the way, seeming to be comforting, and then he said, "Are you watering the ground? These tears are not enough."

Yan Chong didn't understand comfort or something.

But what was surprising was that Wen Moer slowly held back his tears in this gentle movement and teasing tone.

He wasn't really sad, but felt that the potatoes were crying "Wow", and he couldn't help crying for a while.

"Brother Chong," Wen Moer raised his head slightly, and begged, "Then can you persuade them? They...cry loudly."

Yan Chong froze, looked at the silent soil, and said in surprise: "They still cry?"

Winmer nodded: "Well. You scared them..."

The corners of Yan Chong's mouth couldn't help twitching, what kind of nonsense is this!He looked at Wenmer, pondered for a moment, and decided...

Decided to rub Wenmer's head hard, like a bully, and said: "Shouldn't you work quickly! I can't hear you. They are plants when they are young, and they are food when they grow up. Isn't it normal to be eaten?"

"If you don't look good, you don't even have the right to be eaten. Do you understand?"

It's ruthless, yet somewhat reasonable, with a touch of philosophy.Winmer was taken aback by this remark.

After Yan Chong finished speaking, he ignored him and concentrated on his work.

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Turning back to Jian Mingzhou, he saw that Yan Chong was fascinated by what he said, and looked at him, without making a sound to remind him, but tilted his head slightly, and looked at His Royal Highness behind Yan Chong.

He didn't expect that His Highness is quite peaceful, could it be that Yan Chong is too fierce?

Thinking of this, Jian Mingzhou smiled faintly at Wen Moer.Seeing this, Wen Moer was startled, and returned a shy and friendly smile.

At this time, Yan Chong came back to his senses.He understood that at least half of the high yield of potatoes was due to Wenmer's special ability, but he would not tell Jian Mingzhou about this.

"Mingzhou, calculate whether these are enough to pay back what I took from you before. If not, I will pay you back next time."

Jian Mingzhou didn't need to count the four big bags at all. He opened one of the bags and took a quick look, and said, "That's enough. You can also exchange some daily necessities. What do you want?"

Yan Chong thought about it, so he asked Jian Mingzhou for a few large planks. Although they were just some old wood, they could be used to make one or two pieces of furniture, such as beds.

Since wooden planks are more valuable than ordinary daily necessities, Yan Chong owes Jian Mingzhou two bags of potatoes.

On this planet with poor supplies, Jian Mingzhou is like a rich businessman. He has almost everything here, and he doesn't know what kind of channels are behind him.

At the same time, Yan Chong had to secretly rejoice that the first person he and Wen Moer found was Jian Mingzhou, not some real landlord bully.

If he was unlucky and really encountered a landlord bully, then Yan Chong had no choice but to refrain from violence.

After Yan Chong and Jian Mingzhou finished their negotiations, before leaving, Jian Mingmei ran over suddenly, carrying a small basket in her hand as usual.

Several people thought it was for Yan Chong again, and they all watched her approaching in silence, even Yan Chong himself thought so narcissistically.

However, after Jian Mingmei approached, she handed the basket to Wen Moer without further ado, raised her chin, and said with an unnatural expression: "Here, here are these for you. I'll take the spicy beans you had earlier."

Wen Moer was stunned and didn't answer.She stuffed the basket into Wen Moer's arms, turned around and strode away, even Yan Chong didn't even look at him twice.

Leaving the three of them staring at each other, Wen Moer was the most shocked, looking at the back of Jian Mingmei walking away, his face was full of confusion.

Neither of the remaining two had any intention of commenting on this, and each remained silent.

Later, Yan Chong rubbed Wen Moer's head: "Don't be dazed, come back."

Wen Moer hurriedly followed Yan Chong who was carrying the big plank forward, trotted for two steps and stopped, turned his head and waved to Jian Mingzhou as a farewell and thank you.Afterwards, he ran to the man who walked in front of him with ease.

"You are such an innocent and lovely Royal Highness." Jian Mingzhou looked at the direction in which the two left.

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the frame of his glasses with one hand, and a glint of excitement flashed across his pupils under the lenses.