228 Tobacco Seeds

"Havana" Tobacco!

Everyone on earth knows... After Lei Meng learned the name of this cigarette, an indescribable sense of happiness appeared in his chest.

As wisps of green smoke billowed in the study room, the two wizards, who were puffing out clouds, kept silent tacitly.

Enjoying the taste of the smoke entering his mouth and being inhaled into his lungs, Lei Meng's vision became a little misty, and his eyes became moist unconsciously.

Even the havana smoke that could not be seen often in the interstellar spaceship back then made Raymond wonder where he was for a while.

"It's a pity, if you smoke one of these precious cigarettes, there will be one less." Lord Frances, who was shrouded in smoke for a long time, suddenly sighed a little. "Although my friend gave me a lot of seeds, I couldn't let the seeds germinate and grow after decades, so there are only a few left..."

Lei Meng, who took a deep sip of his cigarette, replied casually upon hearing the sound. "It's not enough to give birth directly."

But following Lei Meng's answer, there was no sound in the study in an instant.

At the same time, Raymond, who was also stunned, soon burned his fingers with a cigarette, followed him and shouted at the same time as Lord Frances!

"You have seeds!"

"You will give birth!"

The two wizards in ecstasy jumped out of their chairs with roars.

The four eyes met, and they all nodded their heads in surprise, followed by ecstatic laughter in the study.

Trembling with excitement, Frances, who was short and thin, immediately got into the inner room of the study, and soon a little old man with a two-meter-diameter barrel reappeared in front of Lei Meng.

"Star Alliance franchise!"

Looking at the familiar storage barrel, the familiar interstellar text, and the familiar exclusive label... for a moment, Lei Meng felt as if he had returned to the interstellar spaceship and entered the space station of the Earth Federation again!

"It's full of seeds, but these seeds can't germinate anywhere in the Pamir Hills," said Lord Frances, looking forward to Raymond, with great anxiety. "My friend, do you know the technique of giving birth to plants?"

Both hands were still stroking the storage barrel, especially the exclusive logo of the alliance, which was touched and felt by Raymond lightly.

The federation logo made of brass is very familiar to every member of the Earth Federation. It represents the majesty of the federation and the constraints of the law!

Taking a deep breath, Raymond, who didn't answer Frances immediately, pulled the barrel hoop away, and immediately the dense and countless tobacco seeds leaked in front of his eyes.

Grabbing a handful of tobacco seeds and letting the tiny ones slip through his fingers, Raymond was also a little uncertain. "I'm not sure, but I can try it now."

After carefully selecting a plump seed, Raymond sat back in the chair and cast the spawning spell.

Soon the seeds in Raymond's palm trembled, and as the tender seedlings emerged from the seeds, it was as if the time was ticking rapidly, and the crazily growing seedlings, after several In the time of breathing, it grows vigorously, forming a green plant.

The thick leaves, strong stems, and the tiny seeds in a short period of time have turned into a tobacco plant more than one meter high.

The green plump leaves, and the blossoming buds on the top of the plant soon appeared.

Immediately, the spawning of spells stopped, and after taking a deep breath, Lei Meng took out a knife, and started from the root of the plant, cutting off the leaves that hadn't withered and yellowed.

A total of twenty sheets of large tobacco leaves were inspected by Raymond one by one, and the little old man Frances standing beside her was already grinning from ear to ear.

Raymond, who finally put all the tobacco leaves on the coffee table, was filled with emotion. "Authentic Tobacco seeds, my God!"

Seeing Raymond sitting in the chair, Frances, who reached out and took the slightly withered tobacco leaf in her hand and began to examine, couldn't wait to start rolling, and soon a green cigarette was 20 centimeters long. , appeared in his hand.

Raymond, who was still immersed in the memories of the Federation, didn't realize that Frances had made cigarettes from the half-dried tobacco leaves until he smelled the pungent and spicy smell, and started to suck!

"Lord Frances, you are too anxious," Raymond, who was choking and coughing, laughed and took all the leaves on the table and began to explain. "The leaves like this cannot be used yet. You need to dry them, dry them, and then chop up all the leaves for rolling."

Her eyes were red from the smoke in her hand, and Frances also came to her senses during Raymond's narration.

He carefully cut off the burnt part of the cigarette that was quickly extinguished. After listening to Raymond's story humbly, Frances couldn't help repeating his words. "The moisture in the leaves is mixed, and then baked, and finally it can be made into a finished product that can be used..."

With a thoughtful face, Frances quickly brightened her eyes, and then rushed into the inner room of the study without saying a word.

After a while, when Frances came back, a metal plate appeared in his hand, and he stood in front of Raymond triumphantly, asking again. "Roast it, then cut it into thin strips and use it?"

Looking at Frances, who was holding a tobacco leaf in one hand and a metal sheet in the other, Raymond nodded in a daze.

After getting the answer, Frances put all the tobacco leaves on the metal sheet with a proud face, and with the slight fluctuation of the spell, a ball of flame appeared in the palm of his hand, and started to roast under the metal sheet!

As the green tobacco leaves above gradually withered and turned yellow, the study room soon filled with the unique fragrance of tobacco leaves!

Raymond, who also reacted after seeing this, couldn't help laughing out loud, and raised his thumb to express his appreciation for Frances' approach.

After just a few minutes of roasting, the green tobacco leaves turned golden yellow, shimmering with fascinating brilliance, lying quietly on the metal sheet.

With excitement and excitement, soon after Frances took out the exquisite paper, and under Raymond's explanation, flue-cured tobacco with a length of 12 centimeters appeared in front of the two.

The paper cigarette as thick as the index finger filled the study room with green smoke, and the smoky study room after that became like a fire.

He was smoking the homemade flue-cured tobacco beautifully, but the little old Frances who appeared in Raymond's line of sight soon made Raymond jump.

His face was full of smiles, his strange eyes were shining red like a wolf, and after Frances spoke, Raymond's expression immediately became exciting