The prehistoric infrastructure maniac

Chapter 48 Grafting Fruit Trees
After a discussion, Nuwa, who had become a quasi-saint by beheading the corpse, went back to meditate.

However, Fuxi, who had not yet made a breakthrough, stayed to discuss the art of formation and restriction with Taoist Xingyun. After some delay, he said goodbye and left Jiuding Tiecha Mountain.

After Fuxi left, Taoist Xingyun came to the peach forest on Babao Peak.

Now is the season when peaches are ripe. The trees are full of fist-sized peaches, most of which have turned red.

However, on one of the peach trees, on a branch that was somewhat different from the other peach trees, there were actually two ginseng-like fruits growing on it, but they were as red as peaches and not as big as the real ginseng fruits.

"The grafted ginseng fruit looks good, but I don't know how effective it is."
As he spoke, Taoist Xingyun picked one directly and took a bite. It was quite crisp and sweet, with soft and juicy flesh, and the taste was excellent.

When the fruit flesh melted into his stomach, feeling the power contained within, Taoist Xingyun's eyes lit up slightly:

"It's indeed better than the peaches in this peach forest, but of course it's still far inferior to the real ginseng fruit. However, the yield of ginseng fruit is too small, and after a large number of grafts are grafted onto peach trees, the yield of this 'ginseng fruit' is much higher!"

"The previous grafting of the red fruit failed, probably because of its properties," he turned and came to another peach tree next to it. Seeing the obviously withered grafted short branches on it, Taoist Xingyun pondered for a moment, then cut off a small section of the red fruit branch and began to try grafting it on another peach tree.

After cutting the bark of the peach tree branches and embedding the red fruit branches inside to complete the grafting, Taoist Xingyun directly took out the Luosheng Gourd.

Taoist Xingyun poured a drop of green liquid full of vitality from the gourd and dripped it onto the grafting site.

Immediately, the grafted area began to grow in harmony, and the buds on the branches began to sprout new branches at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even quickly blossomed and bore fruit.
"The effect is so good?" Taoist Xingyun, who was using the life essence in the Luosheng Gourd for the first time, couldn't help but marvel at the red fruits on the newly grown branches growing and maturing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, when the red fruit was ripe, Taoist Xingyun picked the crystal clear peach-colored fruit and put it in his mouth to taste it. His eyes suddenly lit up:
"It has the sweetness of a peach, and the warm energy contained in the flesh. It doesn't have the fiery heat of the Vermilion Fruit, but it's like a perfect blend of water and milk, containing the mystery of the fusion of water and fire. It tastes much better than either peach or Vermilion Fruit."

"The mystery of life contained in grafting a tree, if it weren't for Nuwa's guidance, I wouldn't have figured it out so easily," Taoist Xingyun murmured softly, looking at the peach trees all over the mountain, and couldn't help but say:
"It seems that we can try to graft more spiritual fruit trees. These spiritual fruits are more delicious, have more mysterious effects, and are unique. They will definitely be more valuable than ordinary spiritual fruits in the future."

Taoist Xingyun quietly left Jiuding Tiecha Mountain and soon arrived at an orchard not too far from Jiuding Tiecha Mountain.

The orchard located in the valley basin is planted with various fruit trees at first glance. The fruit trees are large and small, and the colors of their leaves and bark are also different, as if it is a hodgepodge of various fruit trees.

This is the experimental orchard where Shi Mo conducts fruit tree grafting, where most of the fruit trees that can be found in the ancient world grow.

Moreover, as the underground fire dragons search around, the variety of fruit trees here is slowly increasing.

"Master!" As Taoist Xingyun arrived at the orchard, Jin Yan, who was in charge of taking care of the orchard, hurried to greet him.

"How is it? I see that many of the fruit trees here have been grafted. Are there any fruits with particularly better quality after grafting?" asked Taoist Xingyun.

Jin Yan also quickly replied: "Master, I have tried to do a lot of grafting, most of them were successful, and some were very difficult to graft, or even impossible to succeed." "Most of the fruits produced by grafting are of good quality, or taste better, or contain more and better energy and efficacy. There are also some particularly good ones, and most of them are more difficult to graft," Jin Yan said, and took Taoist Xingyun to see his grafting results.

"Most spiritual fruits after grafting have limited improvement in quality, but the flavors vary and the effects become more special." After some inspection, Taoist Xingyun gradually grasped some of the rules of grafting spiritual fruit trees:

"Those that are difficult to graft are usually due to conflicting properties. However, once the grafting is successful, the spiritual fruits produced are often of surprisingly high quality and have even more special effects."

"Do a good job of screening, select some of the better varieties of grafted spiritual fruits, and carry out large-scale grafting." After roughly looking through them, Taoist Xingyun instructed Jin Yan and said:

"As for those that are difficult to graft, leave them to me. When you transplant the fruit trees, plant those that need to be grafted next to each other, and I or I will personally graft them. Next, plant all the fruit trees that can be grafted, and cross-plant them."

"Yes, Master," Jin Yan replied, unable to resist, "Master, as we've been planting spiritual fruit trees on a large scale, although many of the spiritual fruits we harvest are stored in the underground spiritual veins, some are still not suitable for storage in the spiritual veins and cannot be stored for long periods of time. If we can't process and sell them quickly, they might go bad."

"Didn't we trade with the Wu Clan? Can't we sell it?" Taoist Xingyun couldn't help but frown and asked.

Jin Yan said with a hint of helplessness, "Master, it's really hard to sell. After all, there's no shortage of spiritual fruits in the prehistoric world these days. The spiritual fruits we grow on a large scale, even if they are of better quality, are not as popular as corn and are not essential to the Wu Clan."

"Well, that's true," Taoist Xingyun nodded after listening carefully. "It seems my idea of ​​grafting spiritual fruits was right. Perhaps they would be interested in spiritual fruits of good quality that they haven't tasted before."

"Try to trade those grafted spiritual fruits with the Wu Clan and see how receptive they are," Taoist Xingyun continued.

Jin Yanlian said, "In fact, the Wu Clan doesn't seem to care too much about the taste of spiritual fruits. They prefer spiritual fruits that contain pure and rich energy."

"Oh? Is that so? That's understandable." Taoist Xingyun nodded thoughtfully. "Then we can specifically plant more spiritual fruits that the Wu Clan prefers. Oh, and among the grafted spiritual fruits, there should be some that contain significantly more energy, right? Plant more of those."

"Okay, master, I've got that," Jin Yan nodded quickly.

Taoist Xingyun was about to say something when he suddenly looked up towards the east, his brows slightly furrowed in surprise.

At the same time, on the Qingqiu Plain in the east of the ancient world, the wind blew across the fields, and the vast corn fields were covered with green waves.

On Qingqiu Mountain, not far from the corn fields, beside a valley where various jade stones were scattered, Shi Mo was sitting cross-legged and preaching. What he said were all simple and easy-to-understand things.

The ones listening to the sermon were some foxes. They squatted on the ground like children, looking like they were listening attentively.

Shi Mo said this with a smile, and suddenly he looked towards the eastern sky with a sense of something. He saw a stream of light shooting towards him, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a middle-aged man in a white robe with an extraordinary demeanor.

(End of this chapter)