Chapter 255 Jinhui Mai
This is not only a magic fruit tree, but also not an ordinary magic fruit tree.
According to Flora's classification standards, it is a "very, very valuable" magic fruit tree.
It’s a big mistake!
Gaode sighed while thinking of a magical creature "Treasure Rat" that he often saw in novels in his previous life.
Looking at it this way, Flora actually has some attributes of a "treasure hunter mouse".
However, things like picking up leaks are still rare.
Other than this magic fruit sapling, Gaode then walked around the stalls in the square with great interest, but found nothing.
Gothe then left the Ice Sword Square.
When she arrived at a deserted place, Flora quickly put the magic fruit sapling into her "small space".
Then, she frowned and muttered: "Mage, it's almost full."
Flora's small space, just like Flora, is very mini.
But she usually only uses it to put seeds, magic plants and other small things, which is usually enough.
The main reason why it is now stretched thin is because of the release of Gothe's "Breath of the Wild".
"I'm dragging down Lady Flora." Gothe apologized.
Flora followed him and suffered a lot - this was only the second time she was controlled by others.
“Just plant Yugatha Sheila.” Flora in turn comforted Gothe.
"It's difficult." Gothe frowned.
At the moment, how to break away from Loic and Kathleen is still a problem.
Although he has quietly released the restraints of the forbidden ice needle
But as long as he cannot find a way to restrain Roic's tracking ability, Gothe will not dare to run away at will.
Because he will be caught sooner or later.
The heart of Phoenix.
In front of a "luxury" building.
Roic took a step forward and knocked on the door.
Soon, a very young woman with obvious snowfield red on both sides of her cheeks opened the door and looked at the two of them with questioning eyes, "Who are you?"
"Then you guys wait here for a moment." The young woman thought for a while, then trotted back to deliver the news.
A moment later, the young woman reappeared at the door.
She had a smile on her face, opened the door, and made an invitation gesture, "Come in, Elder Grant is waiting for you inside."
Under the guidance of the young woman, the two came to a room that was obviously a living room, where a calm and solemn old man was already sitting.
"Elder Grant." Kathleen said to the old man, with a hint of respect in her tone.
"Your Majesty the Holy Lady." Elder Grant responded.
Neither Roich nor Katherine showed any unusual expressions regarding Elder Grant's title.
"Elder Grant, this visit is really because I have something to ask for." After a while of pleasantries and reminiscing about old times, Kathleen got straight to the point.
"Your Majesty, please speak up, but your life was saved by Your Majesty. As long as it is something I can do, I will do my best." Upon hearing this, Elder Grant looked solemn and responded and assured seriously.
Catherine thought for a while and said: "I would like to entrust Elder Grant to help investigate which people of this sect have appeared in the area near the Snover clan recently, and whether there have been any abnormalities in that area recently?"
When Elder Grant heard this, he was startled for a moment, and then took a deep look at Catherine.
Although Kathleen did not reveal much information, with Elder Grant’s experience, he could already glean a glimpse of what was going on behind Kathleen’s commission.
As the guardian of the snowfield, the saint entrusted him to investigate the traces of the guardian. This in itself can explain a lot of problems.
Elder Grant did not immediately agree to Kathleen's request.
The Snowfield Guardians are also one of the few powerful forces in the North.
Of course, the strength of the Zhenbing Tribe is much better than that of the Snowfield Guardians.
But after all, he is just an elder in the tribe.
It would not be appropriate if the tribe got involved in the "infighting" among the guardians of the snowfield due to one's own personal behavior.
Kathleen saw Elder Grant's scruples, and was not too surprised. She spoke again:
"I only need Elder Grant's help in investigating the news. Other matters will never involve you, let alone the Zhenbing tribe, and elder, you can completely investigate under other names."
Catherine paused and said meaningfully: "I heard that the Zhenbing tribe has been looking for a specific person recently. I was in the area near the Snover clan, and I seem to have found some traces of the person your tribe is looking for." Hearing this, Elder Grant thought thoughtfully for a moment, and finally nodded happily, "In this case, I will send someone over. This person is closely related to the future of this tribe, even if it is just a little bit of speculation. All news needs to be verified."
Kathleen's face hidden under the bronze mask showed a smile, "Then I'll trouble Elder Grant."
"It's just a small matter, and it has not yet yielded results, so I don't dare to take credit." Elder Grant waved his hand and asked again: "Where does the Holy Lady stay now?"
"Still in the same place." Kathleen said.
"Then I'll have some golden wheat sent over later. I just have a little left over from this year's harvest."
"It's better to come early than to come at the right time. This time I will be lucky." Kathleen did not refuse Elder Grant's kindness and sighed sincerely.
Obviously, the golden wheat that Elder Grant mentioned was also a rare good thing for Katherine.
Leaving Elder Grant's residence, Kathleen and Loitch staggered slightly by half and walked one after another to their temporary residence in Phoenix.
"The wild geese leave their traces. Even if the mastermind behind the scenes acts elusively and alone, there will always be some traces left. With the influence of the Zhenbing tribe in the north, as long as they are willing to help, finding these traces will definitely be a high probability event." Loic said softly.
Catherine nodded slightly, was silent for a while, and whispered: "Who do you think is behind this matter?" He became a bishop, but because of that incident a few years ago, the Ruian Holy Inquisitor has been suppressing the Norman priest and not allowing him to be promoted. Even the hunters who were under him have been promoted to bishops, and he is still a priest.
"It's slightly possible." Catherine whispered, "But have you ever thought that with his status, it's impossible for him to achieve this?"
Roic was startled.
"Even if he is really involved in this matter, there is a high probability that he is just an executor." Kathleen made a judgment.
"Even the Norman priests are just executors, so how high is the status of the people behind the scenes?" Roic opened his mouth slightly, feeling incredible at Catherine's judgment.
"If it weren't for us, Guardian Baruch would have taken the blame for them. Being able to do this in a short time and easily, both in terms of ability and courage, would have been far beyond the average person." Kathleen said coldly.
When the two of them returned to their residence, Gothe had already returned from shopping at Sword in the Ice Square.
Of course, even if Gaode was not there, the two of them would not say much.
With the forbidden spell Ice Needle, they did not restrict Gaode's actions too much.
After a while, there was a knock on the door.
Roich opened the door and saw that it was the man sent by Elder Grant, holding a clay pot in his hand: "This is what Elder Grant asked me to deliver to you two."
The clay pot contained the "golden wheat" that Elder Grant said.
"Excuse me for taking a trip." Luoic took the pot and thanked the man.
He closed the door, walked in holding a clay pot, and at the same time called Gothe, who was in his room: "There is something good, come and have a taste."
Hearing Roic's invitation, Gothe also got up and came to the courtyard.
Leoic opened the lid of the clay pot, and a strong aroma of wheat spread out. Roic could not help but squint his eyes and took a sip of the aroma intoxicatedly.
The so-called golden wheat is actually a type of barley.
It's just that the ears of Jinhui Wheat are plumper than ordinary wheat, and the whole body is slightly golden, as if wrapped in gold.
Roich grabbed a handful of golden wheat from the clay pot, and then rubbed it in the palm of his hand. The hard outer shell was rubbed off, revealing the golden wheat grains inside.
He just stuffed the small handful of wheat grains into his mouth as if he were eating some snacks, and chewed them with relish.
Seeing Gothe's surprised look, Roic did not take it seriously and introduced Gothe: "Jinhui wheat is a specialty that is only grown in small quantities by the Zhenbing tribe."
"This thing is a big treasure. Not only is it full, it also absorbs a lot of sunlight. Eating it can also ward off the cold. Eating it raw is the best way to eat it, and the flavor is great. And it can retain its nutritional value to the greatest extent. "If it is ground into powder and processed into bread like the outside world, a lot of the heat contained in the golden wheat will escape during this process, and the cold-repelling effect will be greatly reduced."
Gothe doubtfully grabbed a handful of Jinhui Wheat, imitating Loic's previous actions, and gently rubbed it in his hands.
Subsequently, the wheat husks peeled off, revealing the wheat kernels inside.
He skimmed off the wheat husks, then stuffed a handful of wheat kernels into his mouth and chewed them gently.
The taste is not as stiff as expected.
This golden wheat seems to have been carefully fried. Even if it is eaten raw, the texture is crispy and fragrant, with a subtle sweetness and a unique aroma.
And it also contains warm warmth. As it is swallowed into the belly, the warmth spreads throughout the body in an instant, dispelling the cold.
Gaode looked at the golden wheat grains in the clay pot, his eyes lit up,
“Can you give me some wheat seeds?” he asked tentatively.
"You're not going to take the golden wheat back for planting, are you?" Loic saw Gothe's posture and immediately guessed what he was thinking.
"You'd better give up on this idea as soon as possible." He shook his head and advised decisively.
"It's not that no one has tried your idea, but everyone who has tried to grow golden barley has failed. This kind of barley can only grow on the land of the permafrost tundra."
"Is there such a statement?" Gothe raised his eyebrows, unbelievable.
"Yes, it should be that the land in our northern border contains certain qualities that the outside lands do not have, and this quality is an essential substance for the growth of golden wheat." Loic guessed.
“So, there has never been golden wheat outside the northern border, and no one can survive growing golden wheat on the land outside the northern border.”
Roich spread his hands and said helplessly: "As for Jinhui Wheat, a wheat species that can only grow in the northern land, it is as delicate as the outside barley species. It can only germinate at temperatures above 2 degrees, and flowering requires temperatures above 10 degrees, and it cannot tolerate the slightest bit of cold."
"Only the Zhenbing Tribe has a small piece of special land. The volcanic land has high temperatures and meets the conditions for the growth of golden wheat, so it can produce a certain amount of golden wheat every year."
Gaode heard this, thought about it, and insisted: "If possible, I still want to give it a try." Seeing Gaode's insistence, Loic hesitated and turned his eyes to Kathleen who had not spoken.
The latter nodded slightly.
"Since you don't believe in evil, just take it and give it a try." Luoic replied after seeing Kathleen nodding.
"Thank you." Gothe thanked him, then grabbed another handful of golden wheat from the clay pot, took out a small cloth bag from his arms, and carefully placed the golden wheat into it.
Kathleen glanced at Gothe's movements, a hint of joking flashed through her eyes under the mask.
She only thought that Goude did not believe what Roic said, and she was stubborn.
This is certainly not the case.
The reason why Gothe insisted so much was entirely because he had other ideas.
Jinhui Wheat can only grow in the northern land, but it is not cold-tolerant, so it can only be grown in special terrains such as volcanic land and produce yields.
Volcanic land is hard to come by, and even if it is encountered, it will most likely be occupied by large tribes, and it will not be Gaode's turn to own it.
But Gothe has a big weapon in his hand that can completely defeat the volcanic land
He has in his hand a cold-resistant barley seed that can germinate and grow in a low temperature environment of minus 60 degrees!
If the advantages of such a cold-resistant barley species and the golden wheat that can only grow in the northern land and absorb sunlight and taste excellent can be combined, wouldn't it be an almost perfect northern crop?
Of course, the combination is not simple.
Even for people in this world, this kind of thought would not come up.
But for Gothe, all this is not traceable.
After all, his original idea was to ensure his exclusive competitiveness through crossbreeding.
And this Jinhui wheat, isn't it another excellent parent of hybrid barley?
Once he got the golden wheat seeds, his only problem now was how to grow a crop of golden wheat as a parent.
(End of this chapter)