After Aunt Yu left, Su Luo held her forehead and fell into deep thought.
The summit of the gods deserves to be the summit of the gods. Whether it is gravity, weather, or other conditions, it is not comparable to the spiritual world continent.
With Su Luo's body, what does it mean to blow some wind in the spiritual world? But here, a gust of cold wind could take a life.
Moreover, now they are really poor and white.
There was only 15 days of food, Su Luo looked at it, and it was some golden-yellow grains, very similar to millet grains, but each one contained spiritual energy.
To keep out the cold, there are only a few old padded jackets sent by Aunt Yu, relying on them, may not be able to survive this winter.
Living in... Su Luo raised his head and shook his head as he looked at the four thatched cottages that were leaking wind.
She asked Aunt Yu just now, since she has been assigned to Huma Town, Yucao Village, then she can only move within this range and not be able to enter the city, otherwise, she will be killed.
If you want to enter the city, there is only one condition, and that is to transfer the household registration in the current identity plate to the city.
Su Luo shook her head. Now that she is new here, she is still a little restless, focusing on being safe.
At least, this winter has to be spent in Yucao Village.
Therefore, everything in life has to be prepared.
Su Luo smiled wryly, let alone cultivation now, just surviving is enough for her to be busy.
But who brought them here for the first time
"Zi Yan, let's go out for a walk while it's still dark." Su Luo took one of the padded jackets and wrapped herself up. At this moment, she looked like a big stupid bear.
Zi Yan was amused by Su Luo, but then she pulled Su Luo: "No, it's too cold outside, I'll just go out, you don't want to go out."
But Su Luo shook his head: "If you don't go out now, it will only get colder in the future. We can only live here in the recent period, so we must first understand the surrounding environment and help me get up."
Su Luo has too many ideas, and what she decides can't be violated by others, so Zi Yan can only help Su Luo helplessly.
When they opened them, they realized how cold the wind was outside.
Howling and howling.
Fortunately, the sun is shining and the temperature is moderate.
When Zi Yan helped Su Luo from the end of the village to the head of the village, she received curious eyes all the way, and finally inquired about their current situation.
Mainly, when they were halfway, they met a kind-hearted Aunt Wang, who invited them into the room to rest.
So, Su Luo took the opportunity to ask about the situation here.
Aunt Wang naturally knows everything and has nothing to say.
"The currency here? Oh, we have brass coins, holy silver coins, and yao gold coins."
"Price? A brass coin can buy a yellow-orange rice bun, or a pound of yellow-orange rice."
"Cloth? That's at least silver coins."
"How to make money? The harvest in the field."
"Cultivation?"
"Little girl, don't you know? If the crops in our field grow freely, it will be very slow, so we need to use spiritual power to irrigate them. In this process, we cultivate. Hey, our family The labor force is not good, let me tell you, the next door Uncle Li's family is amazing, they have six sons, and the labor force is very good!"
"How much yellow-orange rice can be produced from one acre of land? It depends on the purity of one's spiritual power. If the strength is moderate, one acre of land can produce 100 catties of yellow-orange rice."