Word Spirit Farming System

“Witty Bean”

Cheng Yun explained to Yang Hongjin for a long time before he could clarify the meaning of paying him to help with farming.

Cheng Yun initially thought that this simpleton would no longer have to work on the farm, and wondered if he would feel a bit unhappy about it since farming had been a part of his life from childhood.
However, Yang Hongjin just nodded and said, “Then I can make tables and chairs for my wife.”

Cheng Yun felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey and couldn’t help but kiss him on the head.

Yang Hongjin’s eyes shone as he was kissed and he followed suit, kissing Cheng Yun’s head a few times.
Cheng Yun blushed, while the simpleton just laughed.

After washing up in the evening, Yang Hongjin continued to work on his woodworking outside while Cheng Yun lit candles throughout the house that would not be extinguished until bedtime.
With sufficient light, Cheng Yun allowed Yang Hongjin to tinker while he went to the backyard to observe the fruits and vegetables he had planted.

It had been over half a month since he had planted the first batch of fruits and vegetables, and some of them had already produced small fruits, although they were still small a few days ago.
Cheng Yun watered them every day with rice water, and the plants, which had been affected by the language spirit system, grew vigorously.
In just a few days, they had grown large enough to be harvested.

Cheng Yun only planted less than ten types of crops this time, but in the system, each type of crop could earn two points.
It only required ten points to upgrade to the first level, fifteen points for the second level, and an additional five points for each subsequent level.
The ninth level required fifty points, and to upgrade from the ninth to the tenth level required one hundred points.

Cheng Yun could upgrade to the first level now.
If he planted more crops next time, he could upgrade two levels at once.
He planned to use the language spirit system on farming in the early stages.
After leveling up, he might be able to “correct” Yang Hongjin’s intelligence through the language spirit.

Of course, in addition to the upgrade system, upgrading would also unlock the crops in the special illustrated guide.
The first level had a crop called the ‘Witty Bean’, which Cheng Yun had chosen at first glance.
After waiting patiently for the first batch of crops to mature, he carefully harvested them one by one, and each crop he harvested illuminated the corresponding illustration in the plant guide.

Once the points triggered the first level upgrade system, the illustrated guide for the first level special crop was unlocked.
Cheng Yun then exchanged for the Witty Bean, and the points column in the interface instantly decreased by ten points, while the growth points remained on the progress bar.

In this way, Cheng Yun finally understood the exchange system of this system and was able to put his mind at ease.

The points obtained from activating the illustrated handbook and the points exchanged for a large amount of crops can both be used to upgrade the system.
Additionally, points can also be directly used to exchange for crops on special illustrated handbooks or seeds of ordinary crops.
The deducted points will not affect the experience bar for upgrading.

This meant that as long as he grew the crops on the illustrated handbook and activated more illustrations, he could upgrade the system while also exchanging for crops.

He tightly grasped the witty beans, which are the size of green beans, with one hand and continues to harvest the remaining crops with the other.
After lighting up all the illustrations one by one, his experience bar for upgrading to the second level had increased by half.
However, there were still eight points left in the points column that can be used.

Cheng Yun put the harvested fruits in the kitchen, washed his hands, and walked directly to Yang Hongjin with the witty beans in his hand.
He pinched Yang Hongjin’s face and said, “Open your mouth.”

Yang Hongjin obediently let him roll the witty bean into a ball and press it flat, then Cheng Yun used his right hand to support his chin and closed his mouth, ordering him to “swallow it.”

He didn’t know what the witty bean tasted like, and he dared not even lick it.
He looked at Yang Hongjin expectantly as he ate it.

With his chin held up, Yang Hongjin reported in a muffled voice, “I finished eating.”

Cheng Yun pinched his chin and looked left and right, up and down, but couldn’t see any changes at all.
He could only ask, “Do you feel anything?”

“It’s delicious!” Yang Hongjin answered happily.

Cheng Yun: “…”

It seems that this thing doesn’t have any effect.

Actually, he didn’t know if these special crops could have any effect on Yang Hongjin’s intelligence, but he can only do his best to try.
From the ‘witty beans’ to the later ‘sharp green onion’, ‘intelligent vegetables,’ and the tenth-level exchangeable “universal ginseng,” he will try everything that has the chance to restore Yang Hongjin’s intelligence.

It’s disappointing that the special crops he exchanged for through hard work seem to have no effect.
However, Cheng Yun is not discouraged.
Even if these things do not harm the body and only benefit it, he can still try to upgrade a few more levels and talk to Yang Hongjin’s head every month.
He doesn’t believe that this fool cannot recover.

He touched Yang Hongjin’s head, tidied up what he had fiddled with, pulled him to wash his hands, blew out the candles in the room, and then the two lay in bed early.

Recently, Cheng Yun had developed a habit of chatting with Yang Hongjin before going to bed.
It may be because he had become closer to Yang Hongjin these days, and now the two rely on each other for survival.
Yang Hongjin can be said to be Cheng Yun’s closest person, and fortunately, this person does not understand what he is saying and will not reveal his secrets.
Plus, the darkness gave him the best barrier, allowing Cheng Yun to speak out his innermost thoughts with peace of mind.

“Where did we stop talking yesterday?” Cheng Yun raised himself on the bed, not expecting an answer from Yang Hongjin, and murmured to himself, “Oh, right, I said that I’m not really from this world.
In our world, we don’t need to light candles at night.
There is something called electricity, and there are electric lights, TVs, computers, telephones.
Even at night, everything is brightly lit, and everyone uses their phones to surf the internet or play games…”

Cheng Yun spoke his mind freely, his thoughts flying, regardless of whether Yang Hongjin could understand him or not, or maybe what he valued was that Yang Hongjin couldn’t understand.

At first, Yang Hongjin would ask a few questions, such as “what is modern era” and “what are ancient people,” but later he realized that Cheng Yun couldn’t answer him at all.
Sometimes, when he felt like it, he would answer a few words, but Yang Hongjin still couldn’t understand.
Afraid that his wife would think he was dumb, he stopped asking altogether, gradually developing the habit of letting Cheng Yun talk to himself, while he listened like he was listening to a bedtime story.

“At that time, it was really comfortable.
If you wanted to eat something delicious, you could just go to a restaurant or order takeout and someone will prepare it and bring it to your door.
Unlike now, where you have to do everything yourself.
Going to a restaurant for a meal could wipe out a whole year’s savings.”

Things that were once within easy reach now seemed like extravagant desires.
Cheng Yun didn’t even know what those young girls he saw in the news before were thinking.
Watching a TV show made them want to travel back in time to ancient times, but time travel is not that easy.
It would be more normal for someone like him, who returned to the past to farm.

Cheng Yun sighed, his thoughts still immersed in his past life.
The air suddenly became quiet, and the sound of cicadas in the summer made the environment even more silent.
He closed his eyes and started to feel sleepy.
Just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard Yang Hongjin say something.

“Hmm?” Cheng Yun didn’t hear it clearly and asked again.

Yang Hongjin paused for a moment, then repeated it softly, with a hint of pity in his tone, “Do you still want to go back now, wife?”

Author’s note:

I also want a witty bean ☆ Thank you for voting for me or watering me with nutrient solution, my little angels~

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