"Ten Thousands of Bags, also known as the Wandering of Bags, contain many seeds from the world, and the seed level is limited by the store level. What seeds are needed, what you think in your heart, you can get it by grabbing them."

Fang Zheng was ecstatic when he heard this.

"Crystal Rice Seed!" Fang Zheng looked in his heart, reached into the bag and grabbed it, and indeed grabbed a handful of crystal rice!

"Good guy, this is such a good guy!" Fang Zheng couldn't help laughing wildly. From today on, he would no longer have to worry about food and drink.

However, Fang Zheng also understood that the law cannot be passed on lightly. If it is given too easily, the other party will not know how to cherish it.

Therefore, Fang Zheng did not intend to use various seeds to help the Yan tribe, but instead pushed it at key points, and they had to work hard on their own.

But this does not prevent Fang Zheng from improving his life.

When he returned to Yizhi Temple, Fang Zheng saw a squirrel carrying a hazelnut bigger than him stuffing it into his nest.

"Jingkuan, your hazelnut is too big, right? It won't be poisonous, right?" Fang Zheng said with concern.

The squirrel said: "How is it possible? How could I admit my mistake after eating hazelnuts for a lifetime? This is hazelnuts!"

After saying that, the squirrel bit the outside shell and pointed to the meat inside and said, "Look, what white meat is."

Fang Zheng frowned: "I can't see clearly."

The squirrel took the hazelnuts and approached them for Fang Zheng to see them. Fang Zheng said, "The mouth is too small."

The squirrels were two more and pulled out most of the hazelnuts.

"Thank you." Fang Zheng took the hazelnuts and took a bite: "It's very fragrant."

The squirrel was stunned at first, then shouted: "Master, have you been possessed by a salted fish? It's too much!"

Fang Zheng smiled and reached into the bag of thousands of kinds, thinking about the same big hazelnuts, the better big hazelnuts, which bloomed and bear fruit in one day. The hazelnut seeds that could not be planted in the subsequent seeds. Then he grabbed it casually and actually grabbed a hazelnut seed and threw it to the squirrel.

The squirrel looked at the small seed in his hand and said angrily: "Master, my one is big, big! You are small!"

Fang Zheng said: "You take it and plant it, and there will be big ones to eat tomorrow."

The squirrel muttered, "Is it true or false?"

Fang Zheng suddenly remembered something and reminded him: "Don't plant it in the yard!"

The squirrel looked at Fang Zheng's eyes and suddenly felt that this might be true. Think about Jingmi and Baiyu cabbage. This hazelnut seed might be so magical.

So the squirrel ran out with hazelnut seeds...

That night, the squirrel didn't come back, so he squatted beside the hazelnut tree, watching the seeds buryed into the soil, take root and sprout, break out of the soil, and then grow upwards!

The squirrel watched in amazement as the big tree grew bigger and bigger. One person hugged, two people hugged, three people hugged... The old tree was towering!

"Oh my god! What a big tree! What a big flower, what a big hazelnut! I'm rich!"

On the first day, the squirrel screamed and rushed to the silence, holding the big hazelnuts and laughing so hard that he couldn't stop. The most important thing is that the skin of the hazelnuts is very thin and it opened with a slight bite. The meat inside is shiny and shiny. After one bite, it feels like it is full of oil and it is very fragrant!

"Jingkuan, is it delicious?" A square voice came from below.

The squirrel was full of food and couldn't speak, but just nodded desperately.

Fang Zheng said: "Make more and let your senior brother carry it back and we will eat it slowly."

"Woooo!" The squirrel continued to nod.

Below, the lone wolf squatted down with a bag in his arms, and then the two worked together and soon got a large bag of hazelnuts back to the temple.

On the way, Fang Zheng looked at the big hazelnut in his hand. The fruit was different in size and color from the seeds Fang Zheng took out before. He was buried in the soil casually. Sure enough, he had no reaction at all.

"Good guy, this is not a thousand kinds of bags. It's clearly a seed cultivation bag!" Fang Zheng was amazed and tightened his belt to prevent the baby bag from falling off. That would be a pity.

Ginger has already started to taste the herbs, but he did not wait at home for others to collect plants and then taste them, but instead took two people to walk in the forest, carefully observing the mountains, rivers, plant divisions, climate change, soil moisture and other factors, he began to carefully classify the plants, and then taste them one by one and recognize them.

The two people around him didn't have to do anything, they just took Jiang back after being poisoned.

Fortunately, although Jiang was ready for poisoning, he was very serious and careful in doing things, so he had not been poisoned these days.

In addition, the salted fish had tasted most of the nearby plants before, and he knew what they could eat. It was poisonous, and he needed to figure out whether it was poison, medicine, how to eliminate it, and how to use medicine.

But what surprised Fang Zheng the most was that the group of children actually tinkered with the loom. Although it was still very primitive, they could control a loom alone and slowly weave the cloth.

But they haven't found a better alternative to the thread used to weave cloth.

However, the previous coarse numbing was soaked and rubbed by them, and the vagina became much softer after they dried up. The cloth made was no longer as hard as straw mats, but more like early coarse numbing clothes.

This kind of clothes cannot be worn directly, so people in the Yan tribe wear animal skin inside and wrap a layer of thick hemp clothes on the outside. If the conditions are worse, they wear leaves inside and bread with thick hemp clothes on the outside.

"Everything seems to be on the right track." Fang Zheng sighed and turned back to the Yijing Temple.

In the following days, Fang Zheng knocked on wooden fish every day and read the scriptures, and his life was still free.

On this day, Fang Zheng suddenly looked at the dilapidated door at the door, which was Wuxiangmen.

"What happens when using Wuyingmen in this world?" Fang Zheng suddenly felt turbulent when he thought of this idea.

So he walked towards Wuxiangmen.

"Master, what are you doing?" The squirrel asked curiously on the tree.

Fang Zheng said: "I want to try this Wuyingmen and see where it will go after opening it. Will you go?"

"Go! Of course I'm going!" The squirrel was immediately excited.

Fang Zheng smiled: "Aren't you afraid of getting hungry for nine days?"

The squirrel grinned and said, "This mountain is full of trees, and the primitive forest. Where can I find food?"

Fang Zheng nodded: "Okay, then you can follow me."

"I'll go too!" shouted the salted fish.

Fang Zheng was speechless for a moment: "You go too?"

"Ah! I'm idle, I'll go together." Xianyu said.

Fang Zheng looked at the monkey: "Jingzhen, are you going?"

The monkey shook his head and said, "Everyone is gone, who cares about the temple? I'll stay."

Looking at the enlightenment of others, Fang Zheng glanced at the squirrel and salted fish.

Fang Zheng looked at the lone wolf lying at the door and yawning: "Clean Fa, where are you?"

"I won't go, I'll keep my house." said the lone wolf.
Chapter completed!