Quick Transmigration: The Harvest God, I'm Very Busy

Chapter 479 Primitive Farming Records (146)

Thinking of being able to fly with the sword after establishing the foundation, Qinghun felt motivated to practice.

It's a pity that the conditions are limited, there are no materials, she has never learned how to refine weapons, and the flying sword has to be purchased from the mall. Thinking about the price of the flying sword, it really feels like a pain in the heart, spleen and stomach.

No, you have to work hard to earn gold coins.

Thinking of gold coins, Qinghun patted himself on the head. He had been busy learning witchcraft with the witch before, and he was very busy earlier. This year's spirit wine has not been brewed yet.

Qing Hun hurriedly put down his thinking about witchcraft, found a chance to retreat, put a restriction in his room, and entered the space to start brewing wine.

This busy work took more than half a month to brew several kinds of wine.Even with the help of the puppet, Qinghun felt that he was almost exhausted.

It can be seen that too much land is not a good thing. After thinking about it, I still have to buy more puppets.Gold coins are really needed everywhere.

You still have to work hard.

Qinghun, who was paralyzed on the bed, sighed faintly.

After sleeping soundly for a day and a night, Qinghun opened the restraint and walked out of the room.

Feng Lie's room was filled with laughter and laughter, and he even heard the distinctive rough laughter of Chief Yan Shu.

But as she entered the room, the laughter in the room stopped abruptly, and Qinghun looked at the room with several pairs of resentful eyes inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

Didn't she just hide in the space for ten days?Did something big happen?
The chief's rough and hearty laughter sounded again: "Haha, yo, we are all hungry."

"Didn't I leave enough food for you for thirty solar days before retreating?"

The chief has long been used to eating and drinking at her house, the two families are too close, and this is a single dog, the left and right Qinghun has already contracted the three meals of Wuta's family every day, and it is easy to have one more chief.

Especially when everyone is in Maodong, there is no other big thing besides cultivation. Isn't food a common pursuit of everyone?
Speaking of the delicacies Qinghun had prepared for them before, even Feng Lie felt resentful. He had kept them in the storage ring and took them out when he wanted to eat. It was indeed enough for him, the chieftain, and the rest of the kids. It's been a long time, but isn't it too overwhelming?Ayan, those brats from Takagi often come here to catch the autumn wind, and the boys in his hunting team, and even the kind-hearted Tushan always come over, so they can't help but eat, right?

Qinghun looked at the people in the room and immediately understood.

Well, anyway, this little cook is about to become a professional.

It happened that I was tired for half a month, and after a good night's sleep, I was revived with full blood, and I wanted to reward myself with a good meal.

So, facing the eyes of the whole room, he waved his small hand with pride: "Then invite everyone to have a big meal today."

Green grass and round stone jumped up and cheered: "Yoyo, we will help you."

Diao also smiled and said, "I'll light the fire."

Ah Yan came over and said, "I've practiced the knife skills well recently, so let me do the meat cutting."

Fortunately, there are two kitchens, and the space inside is also large.

However, in this weather, eating hot pot is actually the most appropriate time.

Qinghun opened the window and looked outside. The yard had been swept and there was no snow, but the snow outside was thicker. It should have snowed one or two times during this period.It is estimated that there is more than one meter of snow on the ground now.

Several people went to the kitchen, Qinghun brought out a lot of green vegetables and fruits from the space, and fresh fish and various animal meats, sliced ​​and sliced, made fish balls and meatballs, made fish balls and meatballs, Green vegetables and fruits are also washed one by one, and stewed in broth to make various sauces.After all the preparations are done, I started to knead the noodles to make pasta. Just these big stomach kings, without the staple food, they must not be full.

While working, Qinghun asked, "How is Wu these days?"

She could feel that the weather was colder than before.She wanted to set up a simple sun-gathering formation that could guarantee the indoor temperature for the place where Wu lived, but Wu refused.

Although he knew that Wu was not an ordinary old man, but in this extremely cold weather, Qinghun was still a little worried about his health.

Diao was watching the fire behind the stove and whispered: "It's good. I heard from Uncle Yan that the witch's health is much better than before. It would be great if the witch could break through and become a great witch."

Qinghun's eyes lit up: "Is it possible?"

There was a smile in Diao's eyes: "I heard what Uncle Yan and Uncle Feng Lie said, and I shouldn't be wrong, but this is not what we should ask."

Wu is very important to a tribe.Everything about witches, especially breakthroughs, must be kept secret.

Qinghun understood: "I know it well, you and Yuanshi don't talk too much."

Yuanshi Qingcao and the others are in another kitchen, and there are only her and Diao in this room.

Diao smiled and said, "I know, don't worry, if you hadn't asked, I definitely wouldn't have said it."

If the old man Wu Ta becomes a great witch, then even an ordinary large tribe will never invade Jiu Shan easily.And the time for their Jiu Shan Clan to grow and develop is much more leisurely.

After all, they only have two fourth-level fighters now, and Jiushan is really too weak compared to those big clans that may have fifth-level or even higher-level fighters.

But it's different with the Great Witch.

A big witch, as long as he is given time, he can create a large tribe, because the big witch has great strength and a long lifespan.This is also the fundamental reason why tribes with great witches can thrive in the jungle.

Warriors are the greatest wealth of the tribe, while witches are the cornerstone of the tribe.

This is really good news.

"Then today, let's celebrate with a pot of spiritual sprinkles for everyone."

Of course, the spiritual wine for the celebration must not be too old, but ten years old is already very good for normal drinking.

There are not many of the oldest spirit wines left in the first life. Qinghun is usually reluctant to take them out, but this time, she plans to take out another jar of each type and give it to the old man Wu Ta, maybe it can help. some effect.

Coupled with the witch stone obtained from the black mountain witch before, the witch should be able to break through smoothly.

Speaking of it, Jiushan still has too few resources.Otherwise, the old man Wu Ta should not wait until now to have a chance to break through.

If you go on a trip with uncle in the future, you must find a way to find more resources for Jiushan to come back.

Thinking of Wu, he didn't know if he had finished the food left for his old man before. After thinking about it, Qinghun decided to send him a hot pot as well.

After everything was done, the soup ingredients were moved into Feng Lie's room and put on the table. The charcoal fire was lit and each person shared a pot of wine. Qinghun did not eat with them and ran to the shaman.

Sure enough, the witch's aura was much stronger and thicker than a few days ago.

Seeing Qinghun enter the room, Wu put down the animal skin scroll he was holding and said with a smile: "How is this retreat? Hey, there is no change in Qi refining cultivation, but it looks like he is about to break through to the second level warrior? Not bad."

Qinghun bowed and smiled back: "Let nature take its own course. I broke through too quickly before and still need to settle down. Today, Uncle Yan and the others are at my uncle's place. I made some delicious food for them. I haven't thought about it for a long time. Seeing you, I’ll send you a copy too.”

While talking, he put the ingredients and the soup pot he brought on the table.

(End of this chapter)