Zhu Yuanyuan didn't know what Tongzi was thinking, and even if she knew, she wouldn't care. She was busy buying fruit seedlings and medicinal seeds in the mall, preparing to take care of the mustard space as quickly as possible.
Apple seedlings? purchase!
Pear seedlings? purchase!
Bananas, mangoes, oranges, sugar cane...
She had to grow some of the fruits she had eaten in her previous life, and she couldn't miss the ones she had never eaten but had a very famous name.
I heard that durian is the king of fruits and tastes great, but I don’t know if it’s true or not.
No matter, plant it first and then talk about it.
Zhu Yuanyuan found a hidden place to enter the space, planted fruit trees and medicinal materials, and was very busy. After packing up all the purchased seedlings and leaving the space, she realized that it was almost noon.
"Damn it, I went too late, I'm afraid I'll have to get another lecture from Master."
Time was really wasted. I didn't buy many seedlings, but I spent half the morning working on it.
"Aotian~" Zhu Yuanyuan asked while rushing back, "Is the time in the space synchronized with the outside world?"
Tong Aotian answered truthfully, "Yes."
"I remember that the mustard space inside can adjust the proportion of time," Zhu Yuanyuan asked curiously, "Can't I do this?"
"No," Tong Aotian said righteously, "This is not a world of cultivation. There is no way to replenish spiritual energy in the Mustard Seed Space. It can only barely maintain operation. It's okay to plant some flowers, trees, and animals, but don't think about anything else."
Zhu Yuanyuan was very disappointed when she heard this, "I also said that there is spiritual energy in the space. Can you save star coins to buy a book of cultivation techniques to become an immortal?"
"Host, give up!" Tong Aotian will not leave any room. "First of all, no matter how many star coins you save, you can't buy the cultivation techniques; secondly, even if you have the techniques, they are useless. There is not enough spiritual energy to induce the body to enter."
"Oh," Zhu Yuanyuan responded lightly.
Tong Aotian thought that the host didn't understand, so he repeated it enthusiastically, even broke it into pieces and explained it in detail. He almost pointed at the person's nose and shouted, "Don't think about it. It's useless to think about it. You don't have the ability to cultivate immortality." Life!"
Zhu Yuanyuan was silent for a few seconds and said sincerely, "Tongzi, if you were a human being, you would be lying on the ground right now."
After all, after living in the world of beasts for more than ten years, I have long since learned to speak with my fists. Regardless of whether I am justified or not, as long as I meet someone who does not listen to me, I will directly attack them.
This rule prohibiting the killing of tribesmen is very spiritual. It is not about actively provoking this party. As long as no one is missing arms or legs, it can be said to be training. The leader will not say a typo when he comes.
It's so barbaric, no, I should say honestly.
Tong Aotian also knew this very well, and he shouted hypocritically, "Oh, it's a pity that I'm just a disembodied artificial intelligence brain."
"Haha~" Zhu Yuanyuan sneered several times, "That's all you can do."
It was as if one person had a grudge in the previous life, and they started to choke on each other after saying a few words.
By chance, he had already returned to the tribe and was standing at the door of his master's house. Zhu Yuanyuan calmed down his breathing and tried to muddle through.
Unfortunately, Hu Yin had expected this, and asked with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "I haven't seen anyone since early in the morning. Is it because you feel that you have learned all the skills and don't need to be criticized by me again?"
Although what he said was true, Zhu Yuanyuan didn't dare to admit it. She could only hold her nose and admit her mistake, "It was my fault. I shouldn't delay for my own sake."
Hu Yin, "Go to work, I haven't had breakfast today."
"It's so late and you haven't eaten yet," Zhu Yuanyuan's eyes widened in surprise, "Master, what's wrong with you? Let me help you take a look."
She wants to be Master's caring little animal skin jacket.
"You didn't do it," Hu Yin said coolly. "Last time, you said we would cook three meals a day and just take care of the food."
Zhu Yuanyuan smiled awkwardly, "I woke up early and fell asleep, and I happened to have something to do, so I forgot about making breakfast. Master, don't be angry."
She touched her belly again and pretended to say, "I wouldn't have noticed it if you didn't tell me. I'm so hungry~"
Pretending to forget that he had washed up, he ate a small piece of bread as big as a palm to cushion his stomach.
"Go and make some food quickly," Hu Yin said with a straight face, "There are some talkers.
The meat can be cooked in no time. "
The unfilial disciple's rosy face looked nothing like a hungry person.
But for such a disciple, he couldn't bear to criticize him harshly. He could only turn a blind eye and act as if he didn't notice. He thought that he would never be polite next time. He had the skills to do it himself and would not give the good girl a chance to eat and drink. .
That's right, the great witch asked Zhu Yuanyuan to cook three meals not to enslave people, but to supplement his disciples.
Zhu Yuanyuan went to cook happily. She was worried that her master would be hungry, so she specially sliced a good piece of pork belly and fried it in the smallest stone pot until both sides were golden brown. She added wild vegetables and stir-fried for a while, and then seasoned with some coarse salt.
Barbecuing takes time. Cutting it into slices or small pieces and skewering it with bamboo skewers is faster, but the orcs don't like such delicate eating methods and find it troublesome.
Even the slices of pork belly stir-fried with wild vegetables were disgusted by Hu Yin. "It's so small that it's not enough to fit between your teeth. You have to eat it with a wooden stick."
Zhu Yuanyuan turned the meat on the grill with a face on his face, "Master, the gap between your teeth is really big~"
What is the use of wooden sticks and chopsticks? It sounds so good, but no one thinks it is right. Instead, they say it sounds weird.
Alas, no one understands that she always feels a little lonely at certain times after living an extra life.
He was complaining happily in his heart, and the movements of his hands did not stop.
As noon approached, she deliberately grilled more meat and combined the breakfast and lunch meals to avoid having to worry about it later.
"No big or small stupid girl," Hu Yin held a wooden bowl as big as his face and ate without raising his head, using chopsticks very skillfully.
Zhu Yuanyuan retorted, "I'm not stupid. I have learned everything Master taught me."
"Where's the sacrificial dance?" Hu Yin finally put down the bowl and said quietly, "Last time I asked you to dance, your hands and feet were stiff and you mixed up a lot of moves. Now I want to dance again and see the results of this period of practice."
Good guy, the master actually enlarged his moves.
Zhu Yuanyuan hesitated for a second and stiffly changed the subject, "Master, what do you think of the stir-fried pork belly just now?"
It was actually boiled meat slices with wild vegetables. In order to cook it out of the pot earlier, she added a little water.
"It's not good, there are too many weeds, it's hard," Hu Yin muttered, "You females really love eating grass."
Zhu Yuanyuan cast a condemning look, "Master is a great witch. Aren't you very clear about the benefits of eating wild vegetables?"
"Knowing is one thing, eating is another," Hu Yin said without changing his expression, his heart not beating. "I'm not short of medicine."
Ever since the news spread that eating more wild grass can prevent constipation, the troubled tribesmen have found a treasure. The number of patients with constipation has decreased day by day, and the previously popular medicine suddenly became a backlog of medicines.
The taste of most weeds is indeed bad, but it is better than not saying "um" at all. The painful taste that is hard to describe leaves a deep impression on both men and women, old and young.
Ahem, that's a digression. Zhu Yuanyuan mainly wanted to persuade his master to eat more vegetables and not to make trouble for himself.
When the persuasion was not effective, she came up with her trump card, "Master, if everyone knew that you got sick because you hate eating grass, would anyone laugh at you?"
"They don't dare!" Hu Yin was confident.
Zhu Yuanyuan shrugged, "I just don't dare to do it openly, but it's hard to say it secretly."
Hu Yin, "..."
