After reading through the book, I became popular all over the world with a variety of drugs

The next day, Jian Xinglan got up early, he had to go to see the battlefield last night.

There is not a single cabbage left in the greenhouse, but fortunately, the pepper seedlings have not been dug out.The broken robot was probably recycled, and it disappeared. There was only a deep hole on the ground, and the mud was splashed everywhere.

Last night, I planted a few Datura plants, Fangji, Angelica, Black Grass and other main raw materials of Mafeisan, which consumed a lot of favorability points.The pit is dug manually, but the growth of medicinal materials still costs favorability points.Favorability is like a special force that promotes the operation of the app.

But the advantage is that as long as the favorability is enough, the plants planted in the app can grow quickly.

Jian Xinglan buried some cabbage seeds, so that the bait could be used to prescribe the medicine.

After reading the situation here, I have to go to another greenhouse to visit the young seedlings.

The apple tree at the door has already sprouted tender seedlings. I don't know what is in the soil, but it can grow so fast.

Jian Xinglan was a little worried, growing too fast seemed to use hormones, and she didn't know if there would be any problems or if it would be unacceptable, after all, it was still a plant of earth origin.

But when he squatted down and closed his eyes to feel them, they were full of vitality.Just let them grow freely.

With a flash of intelligence, Jian Xinglan got up and clapped his hands, shaking off the ash from his hands, and turned on the screen.It was Li Xiao's news, and he sent a report.Jian Xinglan zoomed in on the picture and took a closer look. It was the test result of sweet potatoes!

The green word "safety" on the report card came into view, and the corners of his mouth slowly and unconsciously lifted up, revealing some white teeth.His eyes were full of smiles, and he drummed softly.

At this time, two friend requests came in, and Jian Xinglan remembered that he did not have the contact information of the two old people.No wonder the news was sent by Li Xiao.

It turned out that another old man was named Shen.After passing through, they greeted each other, and both Shen and Mo were asking if the sweet potatoes were for sale.

Jian Xinglan promised that she would be the first one to give it to them after it was planted.

The sweet potatoes grown in the interstellar world are quite different from the ones exchanged from the app, and the sweet potatoes grown in the second interstellar world in their hands have not yet matured, so they can't give them the sweet potatoes exchanged in the app directly.

Jian Xinglan sprinkled some plant ash on all kinds of seedlings in the greenhouse, and then embarked on the journey of land reclamation.

I didn't know how long I walked, turned around, and finally found a large piece of wasteland with only wild grass and wild flowers growing.

This place is on the edge of the manor, and a little further past is the towering metal fence, with a faint blue arc of light flashing above it, filled with a dangerous atmosphere.

Jian Xinglan took a few glances and then looked away, staring at the land with a solemn expression, thinking about how long it would take to cultivate this large area of ​​land.

He raised his small shovel to look up and down, thinking silently: even if the shovel dug up the ground, it would not be able to turn half of it.

Jian Xinglan crossed her arms, rubbed her chin with one hand, frowned and pondered for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came.

robot!

He called a robot, while he hid in the grass, scanned the surroundings vigilantly, and secretly transferred the sweet potatoes from the app.Counting while taking it, and only stop when the favorability value is almost at the end.

He closed his eyes and looked at the favorability value, then opened his eyes, and licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue.His pupils were as clear as amber under the sunlight, and he was vacantly looking at a certain point in the sky, his brows stained with thought.

The live broadcast doesn't make enough money, so we still have to do both, and we can't let go of Li Xiao.

At this moment, the robot slid over from the other side of the road, stopped in front of Jian Xinglan, and waited quietly for the announcement of the task.

Jian Xinglan wiped the dust off her hands, poked and studied the robot's functions.Cooking, sweeping, beating, and everything, except digging.

The finger continued to swipe and pull, and saw the "Plant" button near the bottom.Jian Xinglan frowned slightly, and pressed it down.

Robots are fast.

A few minutes later, Jian Xinglan looked at the small hole in the ground expressionlessly.Such a big sweet potato, no matter how you look at it, it can't be buried, right?

Judging by the size of the pit, it is okay to plant seeds normally, but sweet potatoes do not belong to the scope of normal seeds.Jian Xinglan had no choice but to tentatively ask Li Xiao for help.

He sent a brief explanation, and waited for a while, but the other party didn't reply.Jian Xinglan sighed, and went down to the ground with a small shovel to dig by herself.

The robot stood by and held an umbrella for him.

The scorching sun was shining, and the hot light was pouring on the ground, creating a billowing heat wave. Thin sweat overflowed from the forehead, some of which melted along the bridge of the straight nose to the tip of the nose, and then dripped into the soil.

It's not unbearable. I used to dig the ground like this when planting medicine.But the interstellar sunlight is more violent and hot, and the body loses a lot of water.

After digging nearly ten holes, there was a soft sound from Zhinao, Jian Xinglan's eyes lit up, he licked his dry lips, and he clicked on the message box, it was Li Xiao, and the interface displayed: [Okay, take a look. 】

Jian Xinglan digested it for a few seconds, and after understanding the other party's meaning, he clicked on the robot's operation panel and found new skills on it: digging holes and turning soil.

You can set the size, depth and distribution range of the pit yourself.

Jian Xinglan's eyes sparkled, her astonishment was mixed with admiration and yearning.I sighed in my heart: It's amazing, I can actually do programs!

His mathematics, physics and chemistry have always been at an average level, not top-notch, and it is extremely painful every time he does the questions.So I have always admired people with good science talents.

If you know how to program, you must be very good at math!

This is a stereotype left in school and continues to this day.

After loosening the soil and digging the ground, only sweet potatoes need to be buried by themselves, which greatly reduces the workload.

Jian Xinglan wiped the sweat from his forehead with his forearm, and looked at the large piece of well-sowed land, and began to imagine a good harvest in his mind.

Before that, the thief snake still had to be caught and thrown out.No one can guarantee that it will not be scrambling for other vegetables or even medicinal materials.

Snakes and plants cannot coexist!

Jian Xinglan went back to make lunch, and after finishing the meal, she quickly went upstairs under Li Xiao's watchful eyes, shut herself in the room, took out the pen and paper she bought earlier, and began to write silently.

Although technology is advanced, people's demand for paper and pens still exists, but the price is a bit expensive.

What he wants to write are the medical books he has read before, as well as various poems, songs, allusions and legends.

These should be considered ancient books, right?

In order to avoid the sudden attack of the system today, Jian Xinglan decided to write a short book first to give Li Xiao some favor points.

The afternoon passed in a hurry.

After Jian Xinglan finished writing the last few words, she moved her wrist, glanced around, and nodded with satisfaction.

He silently wrote some plots of "Journey to the West", as well as some contents of "Book of Songs", and the first few chapters of the plain questionnaire of "Emperor's Internal Classic". one time.

After taking another look, Jian Xinglan suddenly realized that something was wrong. He wrote these things silently in Chinese.

He froze.

Earthlings who haven't gotten used to it haven't fully adapted to Interstellar yet, at least when copying books from memory, they didn't even think about changing languages ​​when they came here.

In addition, the people I know so far are all oriental faces except for the uncle and nephew of the Li family who look a bit like mixed race.He subconsciously defaulted that these were all Chinese and knew Chinese.

But after thinking about it, anyway, this is an ancient book, and it is normal that it is full of ancient characters.

Now the time is very close to the node of the last mandatory live broadcast.Jian Xinglan managed to find a reason to convince herself, then raised her hand and knocked on Li Xiao's door.

There was no response for a while, Jian Xinglan wondered if Li Xiao was still taking a nap, he looked at the time, it was almost five o'clock.

Li Xiao slept until five o'clock.

After these words appeared in Jian Xinglan's mind, Jian Xinglan made up the picture in his mind: Li Xiao's hair was slightly messed up, he woke up from the darkness, his eyes were sleepy, his brain was still awake, he looked over with a puzzled face, his aloof temperament became Han Han.

He didn't know why he was inexplicably poked at the point of laughter, and let out a chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?" A cold and familiar voice came from the side.

Jian Xinglan froze when she heard these words, her smile froze, and she turned her head slowly.Li Xiao half opened the door of the study, sitting in the wheelchair and watching him quietly.

The other party seemed to be just asking casually, but before Jian Xinglan could figure out how to answer, Li Xiao turned around and went back to the study.

He froze for a moment, then quickly followed while clutching the paper.

"What's wrong?" Li Xiao returned to the desk, pressed one hand on the computer, and looked up at him.

"Here...here." Jian Xinglan met his gaze, her Adam's apple moved slightly, she subconsciously licked her lips, and handed over a stack of papers in her hand, "This is a copied version of an ancient book I've seen before."

"You can sit down," Li Xiao said, his gaze shifted to the stack of papers, he paused for a moment, raised his hand to take it, and glanced at the first page, as if a little surprised: "For me?"

Jian Xinglan nodded, not understanding why the other party asked again.

"Silent down?"

Jian Xinglan's eyes showed surprise, and before she could ask any questions, she heard the other party say again: "The brush and ink are very new."

Li Xiao seemed to be able to read minds.

Jian Xinglan nodded slightly.

"Thank you." Li Xiao rubbed his fingers on the page, and then his eyes fell back to the page, reading carefully.

I don't know if it's his illusion, although Li Xiao still couldn't see his expression, his demeanor was much softer, not as cold as before.

The app in his mind can roughly reflect Li Xiao's mood at the moment, and the favorability value is gradually increasing, which shows that Li Xiao likes this gift very much.

Jian Xinglan is also in a great mood, one is that she has earned a lot of favorability points, and the other is that there are still people who like Chinese culture so much after a thousand years.It's a great feeling to be liked for something good from your own home.

Seeing that the time was approaching, Jian Xinglan bid farewell to Li Xiao in a hurry, went downstairs to cook, took the app first, and started the live broadcast.This can be turned off at will.

The moment the broadcast started, the audience flooded in. The first wave must be fans. Jian Xinglan now has hundreds of thousands of fans.

After the last live broadcast, many people bragged about how they tasted fried noodles on Xingwang, which aroused the curiosity of passers-by.Therefore, many people come here because of the reputation, and want to experience whether the vermicelli is really as delicious as they say.

And among them, there is the strange steward—Doris.

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