Jiang Tu was smug. What was with being a little proud?
With a rough understanding of the treasure chest, he was looking forward to it in the next second.
According to the system's introduction, the treasure chest might contain skills, seeds, machinery, ingredients, and so on.
It was divided into five levels: R, S, PR, SSR, and SSPR.
The higher the level, the better the items.
The probability of good items being obtained from a Good Rating Treasure Chest was higher than that of a Normal Treasure Chest.
Jiang Tu rubbed his hands and thought, Open it.”
Without any sense of ceremony, nine items appeared in front of him.
There were a total of 5 R's, 3 S'S, 1 ST's, and 1 SSR'.
According to the system's calculations, the probability of a normal chest dropping an SSR was only one in ten thousand! SSPR was only one in a million.
So he was this good!
Ding! Congratulations, you have received R-grade ordinary flour *10 pounds.'
Ding! Congratulations, you have received R-grade ordinary rice *10 catties.'
Ding! Congratulations, you have received R-rank ordinary potatoes *5 pounds.'
Ding! Congratulations, you have received R-grade normal pepper *5 pounds.'
Ding! Congratulations, you have obtained R-grade Normal Water Resource x10 cubic meters.'
Wait, what was water?
Jiang Tu clicked on the grid labeled Water Resources.
'Water Resources: Pure water with weak spiritual energy. It can be drunk and used for irrigation.'
Jiang Tu's eyes lit up. This was good stuff!
In fact, the biggest fear of running a farm was all kinds of natural disasters, especially droughts.
For example, hail and floods would not be saved even if they came. Droughts were different. A blunt knife was really painful.
The system could provide water resources. Regardless of whether his application to dig a water storage lake was approved or not, it would solve a lot of his problems.
300 acres of land, just relying on the water source from one well was not enough.
Jiang Tu carefully put away the Water Resource Card and continued to look at what else was in the treasure chest.
The S-grade ingredients were also pork belly and butter, but the third one was a blueprint for an ancient bread kiln. The main materials were red bricks and yellow mud.
The recipe from HR was a complete set of condiments.
Jiang Tu admitted that he had never heard of some of them.
He was ignorant.
SSR was even more amazing. He directly gave him a perfect recipe-Red Braised Pork.
Among the S-grade ingredients, there was pork belly.
Jiang Tu gulped at the thought of the pig feed, no, corn, pumpkin, and sweet potato porridge he had just eaten this morning.
Skill-type recipes had a total of five levels, which were divided into Beginner, Proficient, Specialist, Master, and Perfect.
If the Master-level was already so delicious, what would the Perfect Level taste like?
No matter how much he looked forward to it, the braised pork would at least be served at noon.
Thanks to his rooster, there was still quite a long time before lunch.
It was just nice that he could use the rototiller to turn over the barren fields.
Other people's fields could be plowed once or twice, but he had to walk at least three times and make up for the fertilizer.
The black soil in the northeast was rich in nutrients, but it was not enough to rely on the land alone.
Xiao Lu, who was parked in the warehouse, was the new multi-functional rototiller that he had bought at the county's agricultural base station.
Although it was small and not handsome, the experts there said that this model was the most suitable for him and could adapt to a variety of different terrains.
His family's 300 mu of land was only suitable for cultivation.
The rest were either too high or too deep.
In the early years, it was said that someone had also cultivated it to grow corn. The more food they had, the more food they could eat.
However, that would consume a huge amount of manpower and material resources. It was not worth it.
He decided to plant more fruit trees and raise more animals. Meat would always taste better than vegetables.
By the time he drove Greenie to the easternmost part of the field, a large rototiller had already started working in the 5,000-mu field near him.
He could plow nearly 10 meters of land at once, and one mu of land could only be plowed a few times. He was especially envious.
No man could resist the attraction of a large real-life figurine.
Look at the wheels that were almost taller than a person, and the layers of soil waves behind the tiller. How handsome!
Looking at him, it was like an excavator meeting a baby toy in real life.
Sigh.
Without comparison, there would be no harm.
"Brother, Brother Jiang! You're here to farm too." Xiong Ming, who had just eaten breakfast, saw Jiang Tu and his eyes lit up.
While the other students were having breakfast, he had already asked around the village to find out who he had freeloaded from this morning.
Who could make a meal of pig feed so spicy and delicious?
He quickly signaled Xiang Tianyu, who was digging with a hoe, and the students beside them to look over.
It was him, the one who cooked so well.
The land beside him belonged to his senior sister, Wang Shiyu.
She was a maniac who dared to catch their school's goose with her bare hands.
Wang Shiyu had thought that her youth would be wasted in this village this year.
Suddenly, she heard her junior calling out to her. Just as she raised her head, she saw a handsome man driving a small tractor over.
Not only did she sigh inwardly,"Wow, as expected, a handsome person is handsome no matter what he does." It was a pity that such a fair face would be tanned after a summer.
Xing Tianyu's mouth twitched. Senior Sister, did you know that you said it?
Also, do you think this is human language?
Senior Sister, do you still want to freeload?
Fortunately, Brother Jiang, who had a tractor as his background music, did not hear it.
Jiang Tu sat on the cultivator and nodded at Xiong Ming. He had quite a good impression of this little fatty who had contributed a Good Reputation Treasure Chest to him.
He looked at the hoes in their hands and the fields in front of him. He sighed in his heart. It really wasn't easy for agricultural students!
If there was land, they would dig it for real.
If there was no land, their professor would rent land outside for them to plow.
As expected, it was right not to study agriculture back then.
Brother Jiang, what are you having for lunch?"
Jiang Tu, who was about to start plowing the land, was stunned when he heard Xiong Ming's question.
The rototiller that was turned on and off gave him a solid feeling of pushing his back.
"Red braised pork." Jiang Tu thought of the perfect-grade recipe and replied.
Red braised pork!
Xiong Ming became even more excited.
It was his favorite dish.
"Can I have a share?" Xiong Ming asked shamelessly. I can pay!"
His feet uncontrollably took two steps forward again. His eyes were filled with the desire for delicious food.
"I can also help you plow the land. I know how to operate the rototiller!”
Jiang Tu looked at Xiong Ming in confusion.
They came to the village for an internship or experiment. Didn't they have to eat?
The helpers hired during the spring plowing not only had to provide food, but also meat!
He remembered that when he was in university, although the food was getting more expensive year by year, the taste was still good.
Especially the sour soup fish. It was especially authentic and could not be compared to other restaurants.
However, he immediately thought of the Good Reputation Treasure Chest that he had received this morning.
If he gave them a portion of Red Braised Meat, would he be able to receive a few more Good Reputation Treasure Chests?
No matter what, he had the upper hand.
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