Chapter 557 20th Century, Pasture and Forest

"Are these going to be mentioned there?"

In the pasture on the other side of El, it is truly the European farm and pasture in the story. The windmill cabin is next to the river, the water wheel is turning and the water is flowing, and the forage harvested in autumn is turned golden and piled on the carriage.

In the wooden fence with a very period flavor, the cows looked at the new figure and mooed curiously, and the sheep also crowded to the fence closest to him.

The girl held only a small amount of grass in her arms. She walked behind and listened to Fang Ran asking herself,

He stared blankly at the man who was not very strong, easily carrying a bundle of grass as thick as her several times on one shoulder, and holding a bucket filled with water steadily in his left hand. nod.

"Um..."

"Yoshi, let's go then!"

Fangran looked at the stables not far ahead, which was where he woke up yesterday. He tilted his head a little strangely.

By the way, why did you wake up there?

Forget it, this is not important...

Behind him was a silent girl wearing coarse linen clothes and holding grass in her arms. Fangran decided to break in after a while and shouted, 'Yo! Old horse! Mountains and rivers meet! Are you ready to eat? ? ’

If only I could make her laugh...

At this moment, on the other side of the pasture, the ranch owner and his wife, who were also working with farm tools, looked at the strange young man who suddenly appeared in their pasture with bewildered expressions.

Instead of being shocked that he could easily carry a bale of grass that took two farmers to lift, the hostess who noticed Fangran's clothes tugged at the hem of her husband's clothes in surprise.

"Oh my God, darling, who is that, I have never seen such handsome and decent clothes!?"

And his husband also had a confused look on his face. He shook his head and lowered his voice as if he was afraid that another person hundreds of meters away would hear him:

"I don't know either. That's a rich gentleman from a nearby town? But why did he let his clothes get stained with grass and mud?"

"us...."

The hostess rubbed her rough hands on the linen apron tied around her waist uneasily, and asked nervously and tentatively:

"Would you like to say hello?"

Her husband also took off his hat, wiped his sweat, looked in the direction of the stable and whispered:

"He doesn't look like the gentlemen I've seen in town, but he seems to know the little girl. Let's take a look first and then talk..."

...

At the beginning of the 20th century, the world was still very old when it was just beginning to develop.

But it also has advantages, such as the ancient nature that has not been occupied by modern technology, the villages without pollution and smog, in this ranch of Il,

You can lie on the carriage grass just like in fairy tales, smell the scent of the sun, look at the golden wheat fields and country roads with no visible edges, and enjoy the relaxation and joy of this beautiful world.

"It's dinner! It's dinner!"

Beside an old-looking log fence, a young man with his shirt rolled up on his arm and a straight-dressed young man was feeding a bunch of lambs that had run over and were probably ready to gather their wool.

"...Hey! Don't grab that one over there!"

There were less than ten sheep in total, all crowded around Fangran, waiting one by one for their share of forage.

The girl standing outside gently put down the small handful of grass in her arms. She still feels a little unbelievable.

She obviously got up very late today and didn't start working until it was completely light, but now...

Ling looked at the forage that had been over-fulfilled and piled up, as well as the cattle, sheep and horses that had been fed. There was not even any mess that needed to be cleaned up.

"Ah~ finally done...finished!"

Looking at the young man with the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up in front of him, who had finally fed the sheep and stretched his waist in front of the warm sunshine, I just felt incredible.

It only took him more than an hour to finish his morning's work, and he could carry large bundles of forage.

You can also bring a bucket full of water along the way.

Whether it was the disobedient horse, or the cows and sheep that always liked to run around, they all ate the grass in his hand honestly, as if they were cast under some clever spell...

And from the beginning to the end, I just followed him with a small handful of grass in my arms like a "little tail". The handful of grass was not even used, and the answer I got was...

"Ling, you look so cute when you hold her like this." I couldn't understand the meaning of the last word.

Finally, the rancher and his wife, who didn’t know why, got two whole pieces of black bread in exchange for it.

Lingdu felt that she might have been in a dream and hadn't woken up yet.

She looked at Fangran, who looked at the extra piece of black bread in her hand, winked at her and said with a smile:

"Let's go, it's time for us to pick fruits."

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The Po River Plain in Italy is the largest plain in Southern Europe. It is naturally the place with the most developed agriculture in this country and this era, supporting countless upper-class people.

It is precisely because of this that the nearest town is too far away from the fields. People who relied on farming to support themselves in this era settled near the wheat fields. I don’t know how many people like El were born, like in fairy tales. A small village like a stage.

Il is really a very small village.

Exit the road on the other side of the village near the golden wheat fields and follow the carriage tracks. It won't take long to see a lush forest and rolling hills on the roadside.

There are no traces of roads in the forest that is ringing in the empty valley. If you are not careful, you may not be able to find your way back. The trees are rustling, and the light and shadow between the leaves of the big trees are dancing brightly.

On the soil under the tree, the girl was holding up the hem of her coarse linen clothes like a basket. Her delicate figure was hurriedly picking up the fruits dropped from above.

But compared to the colorful and various falling fruits, Ling just looked at Fang Ran, who was completely blocked by the shade of the trees, and wondered how he could climb so high.

"Okay!"

The shouts from above came, and the light golden ponytail swayed quickly. The petite figure looked up and looked at the various fruits, saying whether it was slow or fast, just enough for her to catch it. fell down,

But looking at the fruits on her clothes that she barely recognized, she thought in a daze,

Are there so many types of fruit in this forest?

However, in fact,

The situation above the shade is...

The young man who was lying on the trunk of a three-forked tree, yawning while looking at the sea of ​​trees and basking in the sun, was holding a notebook, scratching his head with a pen from time to time and writing on it:

Cherry, grape, strawberry, cantaloupe, cantaloupe, watermelon...

[Floating Cards] were spinning around him, throwing one after another. It was different from the secret vault key of a certain consortium. For things that had no impact on the world except eating, [Creating Cards] had its energy. Value settings have always been pretty cheap, and these are packed into a single line and only count for 1%.

After all, magic energy can be used to control wind and rain. Compared with those branches of alchemy and material generation, it is simply normal.

Nowadays, the recovery of mana is getting faster and faster, and Fangran, who only takes less than three minutes to recover 1%, feels that if he continues like this, he can build a whole car...

Hey...did I discover another way to make a fortune?

These unreliable thoughts were running through his mind, and he planned to write something about the same size as those tree fruits, but found that Fangran, who didn't know why, the writing got bigger and bigger. He looked at the watermelon in his hand and sweated a little to react.

Um...it seems that watermelons don't grow on trees...

He stared at the watermelon silently for two seconds.

Then he clapped his hands and threw it down, muttering:

"Forget it, it shouldn't matter. Ling at this age looks easy to deceive."

...

Finally, the girl carried a handful of brightly colored fruits and wondered why she had never seen so many kinds of fruits. She followed the young man with a watermelon in one hand and a cantaloupe in the other and returned to the place where they had breakfast.

He carefully picked up a purple fruit and put it into his mouth. It was neither sour nor astringent. What came from his mouth was the unimaginable juice and sweetness of the soft flesh under the soft and thin skin, which even made Ling stunned.

Is there such a sweet fruit...

With some anticipation and some urgency, she picked up another cute little red fruit.

Sweet!

Is this sweet too?

As noon approached, it was the first time for the girl to eat so many delicious fruits. Her light golden pupils kept shining until she tried cherries, strawberries, and grapes.

Lingcai suddenly realized that she was the only one eating. She raised her head and looked at Fangran with some embarrassment.

It turned out that the young man holding a particularly large green fruit in his arms was looking around in confusion.

Biting her lip, she finally summoned up the courage to ask what she had been wanting to ask since the morning. She scratched her ragged clothes with her hands and spoke like a kitten:

"you...."

Then he said a word and was interrupted by Fang Ran who spoke first. He put the watermelon and cantaloupe on the tree stump aside and said seriously:

"Can you close your eyes first?"

The expression on his face was stunned for a moment, and when he heard this, panic and surprise flashed in his eyes.

Sitting in front of Fang Ran, Ling lowered her head and still listened to his words. The eyelashes of her big eyes trembled slightly and she slowly closed her eyes.

Then I made sure that Ling had closed her eyes...

Fangran picked up the Silver Broken Dragon Tooth and stabbed the watermelon!

It's almost like a flash of silver light, which can easily smash the light wheel barrier, and the silver dragon spine blade can cut iron like mud...

Cut the watermelon into several pieces neatly.

Then Fangran quickly put it away, looked at his neat knife work, pretended that nothing happened and sighed with his wand,

It’s really fucking easy to use...

"OK OK."

The moment she heard the sound and opened her eyes, what Ling saw was a cut piece handed to her. On the green peel was red flesh with white sand.

After puckering her thin, white lips, Ling reached out and took it, taking a small bite like a baby bird.

She was actually full already, and she had never eaten so much delicious food before.

Feeling the sweetness that one couldn't help but take a big bite of, under the old gray linen clothes, the girl's legs wrapped around the cloth were tightly together, she pursed her lips and remained silent for a moment, but she still whispered in a jerky voice. Speaking in Chinese:

"Why...are you...so nice to me...?"