The last plant pet took me to be the landlord

30 The Weasel Who Changed Meat Again

This reminded her of the little fellow who came to exchange for the braised pork ribs yesterday at noon. She was not too worried. Today at noon, she had lunch directly in the middle of the open paddy field. In addition, the trumpet had been upgraded to level 6, so it could even harvest rice. It should be able to handle any unexpected situation. So she just looked back and continued to eat her pork belly.

After a while, the rustling sound behind her stopped. Then, Lu Beier saw that because she asked it to drink water in a more polite manner, the long pistil that was sticking out from the bud and inserted into the cup like a straw to drink the spiritual spring water suddenly paused, and then took a gulp of water violently, and the pistil bulged out a section.

Lu Bei'er even heard a "gulp" as it swallowed all the spiritual spring water in one gulp.

Immediately, Xiaola jumped to the ground, and many thin vines spread out behind Lu Bei'er, guarding her in a protective posture.

I just learned to drink water elegantly with the style instead of swallowing the cup whole, so if I have to deal with an emergency... well, that's it.

Lu Beier nodded to show her understanding and approval, and suggested that she teach him when she has nothing to do.

Looking at the weasel standing a few meters away from the little trumpet with bared fangs and claws, it is really the little guy from yesterday. This time it is still holding a dead mouse in its mouth. Is it here to exchange for food again?

In order not to affect her second bowl of rice, Lu Beier put down her bowl and chopsticks, walked around the little speaker and gestured to the little guy, asking it to put the dead mouse in the place she specified. The place was still flat ground, but it was no longer flat soon.

Just when the weasel seemed to understand Lu Bei'er's words and walked towards her cautiously, she had already found a shovel from the space. After two shovels, a deep pit appeared on the ground.

After digging the hole, Lu Beier stepped back a few steps and let the little guy throw the dead mouse in its mouth directly into the hole.

The little guy walked slowly to the edge of the pit with his short legs, looked down, tilted his head and obviously didn't understand. To him, mice were his food, so he probably didn't understand the act of throwing food into the pit.

"Do you want to eat meat? But I don't eat mice! Don't bring mice here next time! I'll bury them if you bring them here, so you should take them home and eat them yourself!" After saying that, Lu Beier went straight back to the dining table, found a paper box lid from the space, took out a few pieces of braised pork and put them on it, then walked back to a place one meter away from the weasel, put it down, and walked away. The little trumpet followed her diligently throughout the whole process. Although the little trumpet looked very funny, Lu Beier just thought it was considerate.

Having a pet that can work, fight, and protect its owner, Lu Beier felt that it must be a compensation for her previous tragic death.

This clever weasel that knew how to exchange food probably understood what Lu Bei'er meant. It put the dead mouse aside, then used its pair of front legs to hold the pork belly on the paper box like human hands and began to eat it.

Seeing it chewing with relish, Lu Bei'er returned to the dining table to continue eating, ignoring the dead mouse on the ground.

It seems that she really likes the pork belly I cooked! She also thought it was delicious when she put a piece of it in her mouth.

Isn't it because it's meat?

Drink some water after eating, you will feel better.

At this time, the trumpet suddenly slid to Lu Beier's feet and spread its vines. Because the weasel did not leave after eating the meat she gave it, but came to a place not far from her dining table, stood up, and twitched its black little nose violently.

"Why, you still want to eat?"

There are several pieces of pork belly. Should such a small person be full?

Suddenly, Lu Beier's gaze shifted to the water cup in her hand. Could it be because of the spiritual spring water?

Looking more closely, it seemed that the little fellow was indeed sniffing at the water cup in his hand.

Lu Beier thought about it and realized that this weasel feeds on mice after all, and she would be growing a lot of crops in the future. Since they were on the same front, she thought it wouldn't hurt to give it some benefits.

So I found a small bowl in the storage warehouse, about the size of a dipping sauce, filled it with half the bowl, and brought it over to it and placed it in front of it.

Sure enough, it became visibly excited as soon as the spiritual spring water was put down. It wasn't the only one that got excited, there was also a small trumpet.

The trumpet was waving its vines, making a swish sound. Lu Beier quickly reached out to stop it, "Pull it aside! I gave it the spiritual spring water because it can catch mice. I have so much food planted here, I can't let mice eat it up! I was counting on it to help me catch mice! Don't scare it away!"

Although it could see that Little Trumpet was very reluctant, it still obeyed and did not move forward. When the weasel finished drinking the spiritual spring water, Little Trumpet was still shaking its vines to scare it. Lu Beier felt that it was jealous. In order to appease its little grievance, Lu Beier filled it with another cup of spiritual spring water.

The little trumpet then returned to the table triumphantly.

Don’t ask Lu Bei’er how she could detect the emotions of a plant. It was probably because of the contract. As the level of the trumpet increased, she could feel its emotional changes more and more clearly.

The weasel had already walked away slowly. This time, it was a little slow in its pace and would look back at Lu Beier from time to time. Of course, it still took the dead mouse with it before leaving. When it disappeared, Lu Beier had already packed up the dishes and put them back in the storage space. She could only wash the dishes after she returned home at night.

After sitting and resting for a quarter of an hour, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. After putting away the parasols and tables and chairs, Lu Beier decided to leave the remaining one or two acres of rice to Xiao Laba, while she would continue yesterday's cleaning work.

When she told Little Trumpet this request and filled it with another cup of spiritual spring water, the bud head of Little Trumpet seemed to think about it, and then drank the entire cup of water in one gulp.

Then it slid into the remaining rice fields.

Therefore, Lu Beier began to use the wood power to clear the dense weeds again. Today's power output was even farther than yesterday's. The power was spread out in a circular 360-degree circle, with a radius of thirty meters and a diameter of sixty meters.

So, she directly paved the 60-meter width, as fast as taking a walk, and wherever she went, all the weeds died. Most of the rice fields were irregular shapes less than one acre, so Lu Beier often cleaned two fields at a time. She was so fast that even she was surprised.

At this rate, as long as the wood-type ability continues to output before dark today and she doesn't slack off, she may be able to clear dozens of acres of land.

With this momentum, Lu Bei'er decided to work for him until dark and do as much as she could.