Magic Rice

Zhao DongchuanI can't wait to do a few sets now“Five years of college entrance examination and three years of simulation”，To express the excitement of the moment。

After a while, Zhao Dongchuan slowly took a deep breath and calmed his emotions.

There was also the “rice” produced by the system, so he walked to the small rice jar. He tried to use his mind to take out 1 jin of rice and put it into the rice jar, and it worked. White rice silently appeared at the bottom of the rice jar.

“Hahaha, I’ll also try this rice produced by the system, to see how nutritious it is, hehe!”

Saying that, Zhao Dongchuan began to make a fire and cook. As a burst of fragrance wafted out, the entire cave began to fill with the aroma of rice, which then spread outwards.

“Damn it, I was careless.”

Zhao Dongchuan quickly closed all the doors and windows in the cave, and also closed the courtyard gate. Fortunately, he was the only household around, otherwise, if someone smelled it, who knows what kind of trouble it might cause.

The firelight from the stove illuminated his face, and Zhao Dongchuan looked at the pot with a hint of longing in his eyes.

Since coming to this world, he hadn't eaten rice for a long time, and he really missed the taste of rice.

Frankly speaking, having been used to eating rice, he wasn't fond of steamed buns. Not to mention black steamed buns, he couldn't even get used to white flour steamed buns.

In less than about twenty minutes, the aroma in the pot grew stronger and stronger, and the entire cave was filled with the fresh scent of rice.

Zhao Dongchuan's mouth was already watering. He didn't wait any longer and directly lifted the wooden pot lid.

As a rich aroma wafted towards him, Zhao Dongchuan took a bowl and began to serve the rice.

Phew! Phew! Phew! He blew into the bowl to cool the rice a bit, and without minding the hotness, he directly took a bite of the rice produced by the system.

“Fragrant!”

It was soft and sticky to eat, and he felt a sweetness between his lips and teeth. When he swallowed it, he felt as if a warm current filled his limbs and bones.

Eating the familiar rice, Zhao Dongchuan felt a bit sad at this moment, uncontrollably thinking of his “hometown.” He didn't know how other transmigrators resolved it, but he was indeed emotionally overwhelmed at this moment.

Zhao Dongchuan thought of his parents and family in his “hometown.”

He didn't know if he could ever go back. Everything was still an unknown to him, but of course, he wasn't despairing. With the system in hand, many things were possible.

Zhao Dongchuan pulled his thoughts back and focused on eating!

One jin of rice cooked a large pot of rice. The more he ate, the more fragrant it became, as if it melted in his stomach, and he didn't feel full, which was very strange.

“It really is delicious!”

Even after Zhao Dongchuan finished eating and lay on the kang, he couldn't help but savor the taste.

He looked at the system interface and found that his attribute points had changed slightly;

Host: Zhao Dongchuan, Age: 18, Gender: Male, Race: Human.

Physique: 1.001, Intelligence: 1, Agility: 1.001, Strength: 1.001, Free Attribute Points: 0.

After one meal, all his personal attributes except intelligence increased slightly. If he always had this kind of rice, wouldn't his personal attributes skyrocket over time?

This rice is truly a premium product, indeed rich in nutrients.

Zhao Dongchuan suddenly felt a bit wasteful. 100 jin of rice wasn't much. He should eat a little each day, saving it and eating it slowly. What if this was a limited edition “rice” and he couldn't get it anymore later?

However, this world is relatively safe, and there are no demons or ghosts. Uh, there shouldn't be, right?

Zhao Dongchuan thought of the simple old man, Tian Er, and was a bit uncertain. Why did everyone else not trigger a quest, but he did? He spent a day with Sun Shaoan and didn't trigger any quests, he didn't understand.

He couldn’t think about it anymore. Zhao Dongchuan simply washed up, then took off his clothes, got onto the kang, and prepared to sleep. With his eyes closed, he looked at the item bar in his mind, like a miser looking at his treasured collection.

Zhao Dongchuan saw in the item bar: [Item: “Wuqinxi” 1 set (Going further and further down the path of a beast)].

He knew this “Wuqinxi” was a health-preserving exercise, but what did the description mean? Would he turn into a “beast” if he practiced it?

Should he try practicing it tomorrow morning? Based on his actual experience with the carrots, pen, and rice, he felt that the system wouldn't harm him. This should be beneficial to him. Thinking about it, Zhao Dongchuan drifted off to sleep.

The next day, Zhao Dongchuan was woken up by the loudspeaker. This time, he slept very soundly, having never slept so deeply before, and his body was stinky and covered in some dirt.

Zhao Dongchuan quickly got up and took a hot bath.

He felt his body and found no problems; in fact, he felt much lighter.

Was it the after-effects of yesterday's rice or carrots? Did it also cleanse his body and strengthen his bones? He guessed it was because he ate too much rice yesterday, which transformed his body. Zhao Dongchuan thought to himself, it was probably close to the truth.

He had originally wanted to practice “Wuqinxi,” but it seemed there wasn't enough time. Zhao Dongchuan wasn't hungry now. After his bath, he got dressed and went to work.

By the time Zhao Dongchuan returned home again, it was already afternoon, around 3 o'clock.

Because Zhao Dongchuan had been exceptionally hardworking these past two days, the weeding task for the first team was completed ahead of schedule.

No one dared to look down on this educated youth from the city anymore. Everyone said he was more like a farmer than those who had worked the land for over a decade. Now, Shuangshui Village was spreading rumors that he had fallen, opened his mind, and was blessed by the Grandmaster.

Zhao Dongchuan was noncommittal about this. He knew very well that all the credit belonged to the system. The system gave him a “cheat,” and he wasn't arrogant because of it.

Three days passed in a flash. That day, Zhao Dongchuan didn't go to do farm work. Instead, he worked with the villagers in the Commune's farmland infrastructure battle on the opposite side of the Dongla River, not far from the village, digging and pushing earth.

Zhao Dongchuan worked leisurely, thinking that he still needed to go to the city sometime to buy some things and improve his life.

Just as he was thinking, he heard someone call him. He turned his head and saw a small girl, dressed in old clothes, with neat, dark short hair and a fair face with a pointed chin, looking very cute.

This girl was Sun Lanxiang, the youngest daughter of Sun Yuhou's family, who was thirteen years old this year.

“Brother Dongchuan, a postman came to the village and said you have an important letter that requires your personal signature. He wants you to go pick it up!”

“Oh, okay, thank you!”

Hearing Zhao Dongchuan thank her, Lanxiang shyly ran off.

Zhao Dongchuan also stopped his work, took leave from Sun Yuting, the team leader of the infrastructure team, and followed Lanxiang back to the village.

“Lanxiang, where is that postman now?”

“Brother Dongchuan, no one at your house can sign for it, so the postman is waiting for you at your doorstep!”