Chapter 2590 Lingzhi is mature, there is a generation gap?

   "No, but that family of wolves regretted it."

  Thinking of Shi Rong’s family, Luo Yun’s eyes were full of disgust, “And Wang Cuihua, sooner or later will make her feel blue with regret!”

  At that time, Wang Cuihua's retiring from marriage, but several nearby villages knew about it. People in their Shitou Village were often laughed at.

The village head actually agrees with his daughter-in-law in his heart, but as the village head, he can’t tell the right and wrong of others, so he changed the subject and said, “I have an appointment with Shi Han’s family to go to the field earlier today. If Pingshui, they are back. , Just let them find me in the field."

  The village chief said that Pingshui was his only son, Shi Pingshui.

  "Good father-in-law, I will tell Pingshui."

  Seeing that the village chief had walked out of the yard, Luo Yun quickly responded.

  Waiting for the village chief to go to Shihan’s house, and when they went to the fields with Shihan’s family and Lu Zijia, they saw dozens of villagers surrounded by the two acres of sand fields, happily talking about something.

   "Master Land Frontier and Shi Han's family are here!"

  I don’t know who yelled. The villagers who originally watched Shatian Zhong Lingzhi’s discussion raised their heads and looked at Lu Zijia and his party, their eyes were scorching hot!

   "Master Land, these spirit plants are really mature in half a month, you are really amazing."

   "Yeah, yeah, even a spiritual plant that is difficult to grow alive like the purple golden ginseng, Master Land Array actually grows alive, and the quality seems to be pretty good."

   "There are also silver moon trees that bear fruit, which is really strange."

  "Silver Moon Trees are capable of bearing fruit. Those who fail to grow fruit are completely due to the lack of aura in the field, which leads to the incomplete ripening of Yinyueshu."

   "So it's...no wonder."

  Lu Zijia walked over a road that the villagers voluntarily separated, and without a trace, he scanned the two acres of sandfield with mental energy.

  A moment later, the corner of Lu Zijia’s mouth was slightly curved, "Yes, these Lingzhi matured a day earlier than I expected. The quality is in the middle grade, and it should be able to sell at a good price."

  Because of the inability to grow living spirit plants in Shitou Village, almost all people in Shitou Village are not familiar with Lingzhi.

  Now hearing Lu Zijia’s affirmation, everyone present couldn't help exclaiming in excitement.

  Fourteen days of Lingzhi mature, and the quality is still in the middle grade, which is much stronger than the Lingzhi planted by most farmers.

  The most important thing is that the land division was planted out of sand fields.

  If it is planted on fertile land, the quality of the plant will definitely be higher!

  At this moment, the villagers who are fascinated and confident about Lu Zijia completely forget that half a month ago, they did not believe that Lu Zijia was able to grow living and spiritual plants in the sand field.

  Now, Chi Guoguo really hit her face.

  But even if the face was beaten, the villagers didn’t care. Instead, it was as if their own fields had alive the spirit plant, and the smiles were ashamed.

  Let those outside say that their Stone Village is a poor village, and it is impossible to grow living spiritual plants for a lifetime.

  Now let those people see if they can plant living spirit plants in Shitou Village!

  The villagers were happier when they thought of those people who looked down on their villages with their jaws dropped, and then they were very enthusiastic to help Lu Zijia harvest the Lingzhi together.

  That cautious action, don't mention how precious it is.

  Lu Zijia, who was ‘invited’ to take a rest, looked at the happy villagers as if they had picked up some big treasure, and deeply felt that she might be older and had a serious generation gap with these villagers.

  Otherwise, why can't she understand the inexplicable joy of these villagers?

  (End of this chapter)