Live farming with fox spirits

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Watching the video of the semi-finished product, Lin Yishu always felt that there was something missing in the end, but she couldn't think of inspiration.In desperation, she had no choice but to put the video aside.

Deliberate thinking has no effect, maybe inspiration will come when you do something else?Lin Yishu thought so.

Anyway, the fried malt has already been made, why not try selling it for a while.

So the next day, Lin Yishu rushed out early in the morning, and went out with the malt bottle she had fried. Today, she specially wrapped herself tightly, and took a big paper shell, and wrote fried malt on it. A large character, she turned her head to think again, and added a line below that appetizing and eliminating food, promoting qi and strengthening the spleen.

Xiao Fengfeng seemed quite interested in selling the goods, and followed Lin Yishu all the way.

The morning market is still in the town outside the village, quite lively.In order not to disturb the rest and work of the day, all the people in the village choose to sell and buy in the morning.Over time, it has become a major feature - rushing to the morning market.

It wasn't too late for Lin Yishu to come, and she finally managed to grab a booth.And, unlike other booths, she has a mascot here.

"Fried malt, freshly fried malt~" "Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow~"

There are many people around, but Lin Yishu mainly asks a lot of people here, and there are also people who buy, but relatively speaking, there are much fewer people.

There was an uncle passing by, excited to see the sign, and asked Lin Yishu: "Little girl, you are fried malt. I have eaten too much recently, and I need to digest it. By the way, do you have hawthorn? Buy it together to help you digest it. OK."

! ! !Lin Yishu finally found out what was missing in her video.

"I'm sorry, it's my first time to open the stall today. After two days, I will prepare some hawthorn again."

"Okay, I'll go and buy some hawthorns alone. There are not many people selling fried malt, so I know there are few people." The uncle reluctantly mentioned two or two, "Oh! There is a sugar snowball seller over there. I'll go first." After speaking, he left with a fool in his hand.

In the end, when Lin Yishu sold out a can of fried malt and returned home, the money placed in front of Fengfeng was more than what she had worked so hard to sell.

Lin Yishu held a few pitiful bills and stared at the small pile of coins and change in front of Fengfeng.One person and one fox were relatively speechless.

Lin Yishu put all Fengfeng's money into her own pocket, and today she finally got her first income, she was extremely happy.Lin Yishu didn't intend to take Fengfeng's money for nothing.Fengfeng doesn't like to go out very much, so the money left can be used to install a climbing frame for her and buy some toys to play with.

Today is full of harvest, except for the credit.Lin Yishu finally knows where her video is, how complete it is!It's just a video of taking out the malt and frying it again, which is completely meaningless.

By the way, wasn't the uncle just asking about Hawthorn?It seems that there is a medicine prescription that is hawthorn and malt?Lin Yishu didn't care about going home to rest for a while, and started to check it with her hands. Sure enough, she remembered correctly.

"Folk Recipe" - Hawthorn Malt Drink!The main ingredients are fried hawthorn and fried malt, but Lin Yishu is still not satisfied.After various studies, she also added coix seed and gorgon seed to the recipe.

After buying fresh hawthorn and dried hawthorn slices, Lin Yishu started to continue her video business after returning home.

"Let's prepare to soak 500g of germinated malt and fry it over low heat until it turns brown and yellow. Next, cut the hawthorn into slices, dig out the seeds in the center, and fry the water to dry. Finally, put them into a jar together. Hawthorn The malt drink is ready. It happens to be just after the Spring Festival, so you can try to make it yourself at home, divide it into small portions with tea bags, and brew it directly.”

After Lin Yishu watched it n times, she finally made up her mind and clicked to upload the video.

For the cover, I chose a cup of tea with the most beautiful angle.There are a few attractive red hawthorns floating inside, thick malt gorgon and barley below, and a little fox next to it stretching its head to sniff, it is very cute.

Of course, as a reward for being photogenic, this cup of tea soup was also completely drunk by Feng Feng.From the looks of it, it's quite a soul drink.

Lin Yishu finally threw the video to Moments and breathed a sigh of relief.Finally finishing the first video, she felt like a heavy burden had landed on her heart.

It was already dark, and the moon was hanging slantingly by the window. Lin Yishu hugged the little fox who had just got into her bed, and fell asleep.

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Surrounded by boundless fog, it was like a curse that could never get out.Lin Yishu wandered in this boundless predicament, trying to find a way out, but no matter how she walked, it was useless.

But in this boundless gray fog, there is a repeated cycle of dead trees and quagmire. On the rotten and withered rugged tree trunks are wandering crows, and the path full of mud under the feet shows that no one can enter.

The more Lin Yishu walked, the clearer the road became. She could even see the looming white bones on the side of the road, and there was a manjusawa in full bloom next to the white bones.

Lin Yishu subconsciously held her breath, and her heartbeat slowed down a few beats.Manjusawa, Amaryllidaceae, Lycoris genus, scientific name Lycoris safflower, folklore is the receiving flower of Huangquan.not true?

She wanted to comfort herself, but she couldn't think of words to comfort her.Maybe she was dreaming, she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the scene in front of her was still there.