On the tenth year of the natural disaster, I went to farm with me

Chapter 1043 Evolution of Imperata Roots
Xia Qing had already guessed that Hu Zifeng would choose this. She packed up all the supplies of the wanderer, including his gun, three daggers, a bow and arrows, and a long sword, and handed them to Hu Zifeng. "We will split the two Yi stones 40% and 60% each, but there is no rush. Captain Hu, take all these back. After we figure out the value of the supplies, we can discuss which ones to keep and which ones to exchange."

The Qinglong team has a professional material value assessment team. After figuring out the value of the materials carried by the vagrants, Xia Qing can then set an exchange price for the materials seized from the other six people.

Apart from the Yi Stone, the tree roots and the points card, Xia Qing didn't want to keep any other trophies.

Hu Zifeng took the bag and said, "Okay. I'll take them all back. After verifying the points of all the supplies, I'll draw up a list and we'll have a meeting."

After dividing the spoils, the task force should disband. Jing Kuan smiled and picked up the two packaging bags belonging to Xia Qing, "Sister Qing, we will take you back."

"Okay." Xia Qing put on his backpack, carried the yellow-light antelope on his right shoulder, picked up a bag of spoils in his left hand, and jumped off the helicopter.

This bag contains twelve satchels and a pile of clothes. There may be several pieces of Yi stone in it. You must hold them tightly in your hands to feel safe.

Hu Zifeng returned the supplies belonging to the three of them to Territory No. 1. Jing Kuan and Er Yong helped Xia Qing carry the spoils and followed behind her.

After getting out of the helicopter, none of the three mentioned Yi Shi. Er Yong said with a smile, "Although this mission is dangerous, it won't take long. The rain has only started for more than four hours, and it's not dark yet."

Xia Qing responded and ran briskly towards his territory.

The patter of rain and the slanting wind together beat against the forest, playing a beautiful and melodious symphony of nature. Even the sound of weeds growing and slicing is so harmonious and melodious.

Xia Qing raised the corner of her mouth, "We came back just in time. In another hour or so, we can cut the first batch of red-leaf bamboo caused by this rainstorm."

Second courage...

Jing Kuan...

Sister Qing, you are truly a farmer.

Xia Qing walked out of Area 16 of Mountain and first looked at the red-leaf bamboos that had grown to about meters near the iron fence in the western buffer forest. After entering the territory, he asked Guan Tong who was patrolling the northern buffer forest, "Brother Tong, has there been a red-level rainstorm in our territory?"

If it hadn't been for the red-level rain that rapidly raised the concentration of harmful elements in the atmosphere, the red-leaf bamboo wouldn't have grown so fast.

Guan Tong nodded, "The third round of rain is red level, lasting for 28 minutes. The situation in the territory is under control."

Xia Qing thanked him for his hard work and asked as he walked down, "The boss hasn't come out yet, has he?"

"It has been staying in the village. Lao Si won't let us get close to it for inspection. Although the surveillance shows that there are no large aggressive and invasive plants around the yard, Sister Qing should go back and take a look." The rain has been falling for more than four hours. The sheep boss and the chickens at home must be hungry. It's okay for the chickens to be hungry, but the sheep boss will get angry and hit people when he is hungry.

Xia Qing nodded in thanks, carrying the prey and the spoils, and drove the tiller home. The weeds in the territory had grown to more than one meter high, swallowing up the roads, and driving the tiller was safer than walking.

As soon as Xia Qing entered the village, she heard the angry roar of the Sheep Boss. Fortunately, the Boss still had some sense and did not rush out in the rain to teach her a lesson.

Xia Qing parked the tiller in the yard, unloaded the spoils and placed them under the eaves where they would not be exposed to the rain, and handed them to a group of chirping little swallows to watch over them. Then he climbed up to Lao Si's territory with an umbrella and came to his small shack, "Lao Si, Boss, I'm back." "Mee!!!" The Big Sheep came out with a roar and rushed towards Xia Qing.

Xia Qing smiled and held its horns, protecting it with a big umbrella, and thanked Lao Si, "Lao Si, thank you for your hard work. I brought back a yellow-light prey and will cook meat for you tonight."

The fourth one, lying on the throne, didn't even look at Xia Qing and the sheep that was annoying the wolf, with a look of irritability on his face.

Xia Qing happily carried the boss back to the eaves, pointed at the pile of packaging bags, and shared the joy of the harvest with his companions, "Boss, look! I harvested so many supplies this time, and there are tree roots in them. I think you will like them."

The first time Xia Qing saw the tree roots, he decided to give them to the boss as a gift. But before giving them away, Xia Qing had to confirm what they were and whether they were edible.

The eldest brother sniffed, responded lacking interest, kicked open the security door and entered the house.

Xia Qing stood under the eaves and called her idol. After briefly introducing the battle situation this afternoon, she asked, "Third brother, can I send you the antelopes and the harvested samples? I have few people and many things to do here, so I don't have time to kill the sheep."

Antelopes are very sensitive animals. They need a large space to move around and a variety of natural feed. They cannot survive in their territory, so they must be slaughtered quickly while they are fresh.

The idol took high-quality anti-allergic drugs, so eating yellow-light meat would not cause severe allergic reactions. If it were not for this reason, Xia Qing would have persuaded the wolf leader to exchange a green-light prey with her and bring it back.

"I'll ask Zheng Chen to go get it." Zhang San said kindly, "I'll keep half of the sheep. How do you want to eat the other half? I'll ask the kitchen to prepare it and send it back to you."

The chef of Territory No. 7's cooking skills are much better than Eryong's. Xia Qing drools just thinking about it. "I'll eat whatever you want. Thank you, Third Brother."

Zhang San is full of enthusiasm for food. "Then let's roast it. There's still time. How about roasting half of it?"

You can't roast all of it. The fourth brother can't eat meat with seasonings. "Leave me a three-pound piece of meat, and roast the rest. Third brother, among the supplies for the two vagrants sent to you yesterday, was there a small bundle of palm-sized, brown-red dry tree roots?"

Hearing Xia Qing's question, Zhang San felt better. "That's not a tree root. It's the root of the evolved Imperata grass. It's green light quality and tastes sweet. Fresh grass roots can be eaten directly, and the dried ones can be used to make soup or soak in water."

Xia Qing understood immediately, "Third brother, I harvested some grass roots today. You can keep the ones from those two people last time to soak in water."

Zhang San's voice was kind and kind, "Okay. I'll ask Zheng Chen to send you the other supplies. There are two small pieces of high-grade Yishi and one complete piece, which are probably also of high-grade quality. Keep them for yourself, don't be silly and use them to exchange for points."

Precious materials are more valuable than points.

After expressing his gratitude, Xia Qing inquired about the situation at the Ninth Center and Hill No. 50. Just as she was about to ask about the evolved giant bee in the chestnut forest, her idol hung up the phone.

Xia Qing smiled, and took out a small bundle of evolved white grass roots from a backpack that had been seized, and brought it into the kitchen to disinfect it in a basin. After washing off the brownish-red soil on the white grass roots, she discovered that the roots were creamy yellow, like bamboo, and segmented. Seeing this color and shape, Xia Qing smiled.

In order to fill her hungry stomach, she often dug up the roots of this grass and brought them back to eat when she was out on a mission. However, those were all non-evolved species of yellow lanterns, with only a slight sweetness. This evolved green lantern grass root could make San Ge's tone become pleasant, so it must taste very good.

(End of this chapter)