In Tang Qi's opinion, if he really wanted to humiliate Wei Qing, Wei Qing would never be able to notice it.

This guy seems to have a serious brain disorder.

"It's nothing. How could I humiliate you? It's just a joke. You can live in the cellar if you want, but you have to pay attention to ventilation. I will take you there!"

After Tang Qi finished speaking, he directly put his arm around Wei Qing's shoulders and led Wei Qing towards the direction of the cellar.

Before leaving the cave, Wei Qing turned his head and exchanged secret glances with Liu Che.

Tang Qi said that the rice yield in the fields was 5,000 to 6,000 kilograms per mu. Wei Qing and Liu Che were both dubious.

This time Wei Qing took the initiative to ask to rest in the cellar, also because he wanted to judge the authenticity of Tang Qi's words through the grain stored in the cellar.

The two of them left the cave and walked 30 meters south until they arrived in front of a slightly narrow cave entrance.

“This is where I usually store food and vegetables!”

Tang Qi led Wei Qing into the cave entrance.

There is a slope first when entering the cave. Walk up five meters along the slope and you will find a wide open space.

Tang Qi said again: "This place can no longer be called a cellar. It is relatively high, which can prevent groundwater from infiltrating. It is also deep in the mountain, so rainwater cannot seep in. It is moisture-proof and windproof. It is a natural storage room..."

What Tang Qi said was very exciting, but Wei Qing didn't listen to a word.

He was already shocked by the scene in front of him.

In front of his eyes, the white rice had piled up into a hill.

It's a real hill, not an adjective.

Its height is at least ten meters.

Wei Qing stood under the pile of rice, looking extremely small.

"This...are these really rice?"

Wei Qing asked Tang Qi dumbfounded.

Tang Qi curled his lips and said: "If it's not rice, how can it be pearls? If you don't believe it, you can grab a handful and see for yourself!"

Wei Qing woke up from a dream, immediately took a few steps forward, bent down, grabbed a handful of rice and rubbed it in his palms.

This feels... warm and hard.

It's really rice.

Wei Qing was shocked again.

It is simply unbelievable that a deserted island where only one person lives could have so much stored food.

"Could it be that... the rice here can really yield five to six thousand catties per mu?"

Wei Qing murmured to himself, a little doubtful of life.

Tang Qi smiled proudly and said: "Of course, as I said just now, the rice seeds here are amazing, but the ability to cultivate this rice seeds relies on my profound farming skills!"

Wei Qing's eyes widened and he looked at Tang Qi and said, "Does it mean that special techniques are needed when planting these immortal seeds?"

Tang Qi raised his eyebrows and said: "Yes, you are very particular about when to water and when to fertilize, otherwise the ears of rice will not be full!

If you have been to the countryside, you should be able to see that some farmland has large ears of rice, and some farmland has small ears of rice.

Their soil fertility is the same, the only difference lies in the people who farm the fields!"

Wei Qing's face suddenly turned dark and a bit ugly.

If this fairy seed requires special planting methods, it will be difficult to promote it at that time.

After all, the farmers' methods of growing rice have been fixed now. If you want to break their inherent cognition and let them accept new planting methods, I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to accept it.

"Mr. Tang, if we use ordinary planting techniques, how much do you estimate this fairy seed can produce per acre?"

Wei Qing asked Tang Qi expectantly.

Tang Qi scratched his head and replied: "I can't say that. It can probably weigh three to four thousand jin. The activity of the rice seeds is there, and the harvest will not be too bad no matter what!"

Wei Qing was immediately overjoyed.

Even if the yield per mu is three to four thousand kilograms, it is much higher than the current rice yield.

It is indeed a fairy seed spread from Penglai Fairy Island, and it is worth promoting.

"Mr. Tang!"

Wei Qing grabbed Tang Qi's hands and said excitedly: "Please be sure to give us more of these immortal seeds when you leave the island."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Qing knelt down in front of Tang Qi.

This was the first time for Tang Qi to be knelt down and he said with some fear: "Get up quickly and stop kneeling. If you want rice seeds, you can just get them yourself. Anyway, I have a lot of them here!"

Wei Qing immediately said happily: "This is great. On behalf of those who are still suffering from hunger and cold, I would like to say thank you for your generosity!"

Tang Qi couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

It has been many years since Mr. Yuan developed hybrid rice, but there are still people who cannot afford to eat.

This guy is really living a dream.

"Okay, there's no need to say any more words of thanks. You can rest first. I'll call you when the food is ready!"

Tang Qi left Wei Qing in the cellar and returned to the cabin.

After being trapped on a deserted island for such a long time, three people finally came to relieve his boredom. Tang Qi planned to entertain them.

Of course, considering that they had been drifting at sea for too long and had just eaten some delicious food such as egg fried rice, the meal at night could not be too hard.

After Tang Qi thought about it, he decided to make a dish of fish with distiller's grains and a fish head and tofu soup for the three of them.

It just so happens that the raw materials for these two dishes are available here.

Liquor lees is brewed by Tang Qi using endless rice.

The fish was a sea fish that Tang Qi caught by himself when he had nothing to do.

Tofu was also researched by Tang Qi when he was extremely bored.

The technical difficulty of both dishes is not very high.

It’s not tiring to do either.

After Tang Qi returned to the wooden house, he walked straight to the wine jar in the corner that was as tall as one person.

Opening the cloth cover that sealed the wine jar, a strong aroma of wine hit your nostrils.

Liquor grains are the residue left over from rice, wheat, sorghum, etc. after brewing.

Tang Qi took a look into the jar and saw that it was full of yellow-brown lees, evenly distributed.

A rich and smooth wine flows between the lees.

Tang Qi took a spoonful of the lees and tasted it, then narrowed his eyes in intoxication.

The taste is sour and sweet, and the rice grains are moderately soft and hard. It is definitely a good sake lees.

"It seems that my craftsmanship has improved again!"

Tang Qi shamelessly boasted, then walked out of the wooden house and walked towards the stove.

There is a huge fish tank next to the stove, and there are four or five big fish swimming in the tank.

Tang Qi aimed at the right moment, quickly inserted his right hand into the fish tank, and caught a big fish.

The big fish struggled with great strength, but Tang Qi's strength was even greater.

He clasped the fish's body with his powerful fingers, exhausting the fish's strength, and then smashed the fish onto the chopping board, knocking it unconscious.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Qi scaled and disemboweled the big fish with ease.

Tang Qi was originally very good at cooking seafood. During the time when he was trapped on a desert island and could only eat seafood every day, Tang Qi became even better at it.

After handling the big fish, Tang Qi returned to the wooden house, fished out some wine grains from the wine jar, and stuffed it into the fish's belly.
Chapter completed!