Senda grows delicious food [Rebirth]

At that time, the leaves on the hawthorn tree were all wilting, and the roots of the tree were broken a lot, making it look miserable.Shen Han looked at the green hawthorn that was not ripe yet, and felt a little regretful, so he took out all the remaining money on his body, which was just enough to buy this hawthorn tree.

The hawthorn tree took root in the back of my tea stand, and the next day all the hawthorns turned from green to red, and they tasted soft and not sour at all, making them a good raw material for refreshments.

Ever since they found out that hawthorn jelly can cure typhoid fever, cough, back pain and other minor ailments, the big men who rested their feet would order a plate of refreshments every time they came, and talk to Shen Han by the way.The men were straight-forward and didn't know how to beat around the bush. They often praised the haw jelly and said that many families in the village asked them to bring a few dollars, of course for money.

Mr. Hawthorn is not very tall, and the treetop is about the same as a tea stand. At that time, he could not leave the land, so he had to listen to the gossip of the resting men in the tea stand, thinking in his heart, the hawthorn he grew It must be very delicious.

He stretched out his hand and pulled over a huge branch, picked out the biggest and reddest hawthorn on it, put it on his body, wiped the dust and threw it into his mouth to chew. "It's so sour, it's still sour, um..." Mr. Hawthorn immediately ran to the water tank and poured water into his mouth.

After eating and drinking (...), Mr. Hawthorn walked around the backyard twice, then went around to the stone mill next to the tea stand, and stretched out his hand to pull the stone mill. The huge millstone immediately turned obediently. Hawthorn Without a teacher, the husband grabbed the wheat in the basket, put it on the stone mill, and then started to grind it.

Jiao Baiyue had observed her own tea stand before, because there was a treasure hidden somewhere to protect the tea stand, and even a fly and mosquito could not fly in at night, so there was no need to worry about thieves stealing wheat and Lingmi.As for Shen Han, he followed his own Ah Bai's suggestion, and put the undried wheat outside the tea stall, preparing to continue drying it the next day.

Although the monks don't need to rest, they just need to meditate regularly to absorb the aura of heaven and earth to relieve their physical fatigue, but after so many years of human habits, they still have to rest at night, and even the monks who watch the night lean on the tree trunk and close their eyes .

The sky was getting brighter, the wooden bed was rather crowded, Shen Han didn't dare to turn over at night, but Ah Bai's embrace was very warm, much warmer than the quilt.Opening his eyes and looking at the familiar chest, Shen Han poked subconsciously, stretched out his hand and touched the hairy ears protruding from Abai's head, rubbing his palms against the small bunch of dull hairs on the ears, Shen Han leaned over and kissed The other's lips, "Good morning."

"Morning..." Bowing her head back to kiss, Jiao Baiyue opened her eyes, and the hairy ears on the top of her head shrank back, replaced by human ears.

The yellow dog turned over in the grass and continued to sleep soundly, flicking its tail unconsciously.Shen Han got out of bed to get dressed, went through the small door to the backyard to see how the wheat and Lingmi were growing, and then picked up the bucket to fetch water from the creek not far away.Jiao Baiyue folded the quilt, put away the wooden bed, and set up the low tables covering the tea stand one by one. This was a job he had to do every day.

"Ah Bai, our hawthorn tree is gone." Shen Hanmu stared blankly at the big pit in front of him.

Just as Jiaobaiyue put away the wooden bed, he hurried to the backyard and saw the big hole in the ground with a rare look of surprise on his face, "What, what's going on?"

Shen Han rubbed his eyes, turned around the big pit, and found another problem, "Our Ganoderma lucidum is also gone, Huang Chan said that Ganoderma lucidum has spirituality and is very valuable."

"Yes, that's my dowry (...)." Jiao Baiyue also remembered, and he followed Shen Han in a circle while talking, "Or let Feng Huashuang send some more. It stands to reason that the tea stand is No thief will come in, unless the hawthorn tree has run off by itself."

Recently, the yellow dog helped Shen Han explain the common sense in the cultivation world. He has already talked about the monster cultivator. Shen Han knows that some plants can also succeed in enlightenment. Meat, monks will hide away when they see them. This kind of demon cultivators are the darlings of heaven, and their thunder disasters are minimal.

Thinking of this, Shen Han clapped his hands, very sure, "The hawthorn tree has turned into a human being and has run away."

He has picked a lot of hawthorns by himself, and he has watered him too much. He and Mr. Hawthorn Tree owe each other nothing, Shen Han thought, carrying a shoulder pole and leaving the backyard directly to fetch water from the stream, he found that the water The water in the tank has decreased a lot. I don't know if the hawthorn tree has become a person and secretly drank it.

Jiao Baiyue also went back to the tea stand to continue tidying up. He called the yellow dog up and went to the stove to light a fire, while he took down the stacked low tables and put them in place, and arranged the low stools one by one, and went to get the rags one by one. wipe clean.After finishing these tasks, when Jiaobaiyue was about to go out to spread out the wheat and Lingmi, she found another problem, the amount of her own wheat had decreased.A gust of wind blew over, and the white flour fell on Bai Baiyue's face. He blinked and looked at the huge millstone, and found a lot of finely ground flour on it.

"Huh...huh..." There was a snoring sound from the other side of the stone mill.Jiao Baiyue hurriedly went around, and saw a strange man lying on the ground, his body was almost covered with flour, pale and pale.

When Shen Han came back from carrying water, he found that the hole in his backyard had been filled, the hawthorn tree was shaking its branches, and there was a small Ganoderma lucidum on his feet, which looked like a mole from a distance.Jiao Baiyue was stepping on the ground around the hawthorn tree, and he happily reported the situation to Shen Han, "Xiaohan, the hawthorn tree didn't run away, he helped us pull the mill, and it ground a lot of flour."

"Oh." Shen Han nodded, ran over to touch the hawthorn tree, said thank you, and went to the tea stand to collect flour.Although it is ground together with the outermost layer of wheat, it should be semolina, but I don't know if it is because of the grinding disc. The flour is unexpectedly fine, but it looks a little dark.

Mr. Hawthorn felt a little tired after working all night, so he just lay down on the ground and fell asleep. As the sun rose, every leaf stretched out happily to enjoy the sunshine. The roots absorbed enough water, and the body When he regained his strength, Mr. Hawthorn finally woke up.After a big stretch, Mr. Hawthorn found himself planted in the soil again, his feet were wet, there was a nice smell of tea, and there was a touch of aura, so Mr. Hawthorn was going to sleep again.

At the tea stall, after hearing Jiao Baiyue's conjecture, Shen Han finally confirmed that the hawthorn tree had really achieved enlightenment a long time ago, but it was dug out by mortals for some reason that its strength was greatly reduced.

"Ma'am, use the broth to cook the noodle soup, and then add some green vegetables." The yellow dog circled around Shen Han, wagging its tail wildly, "Cut some chopped green onions, bake them in scallion pancakes, I haven't eaten flour for a long time, I must have a big meal today "Although he eats Lingmi that is full of spiritual energy and contains very little impurities every day, the yellow dog's cultivation base is too low. For him, eating Lingmi only makes him feel very strong. In comparison, scallion pancakes and Pimple soup tastes very good too.

Although the wheat grown in my backyard is still a mortal crop, there is a touch of aura in the area of ​​the tea stand. The grains of these wheat are plump, and the flour that is ground is a little black, but everything else is good.Add water to make the dough like cotton wool, broth is boiling in the pot, pour the small dough into it, stir it, Shen Han immediately starts to bake the scallion pancakes.

The flame in the stove was jumping and jumping, and it was filled with firewood, but as long as Shen Han said a word, the flame would become smaller by itself, without burning excess firewood, and the fire control was very precise.

"Xiaohan is getting stronger and stronger." Jiaobaiyue sat on the bench, resting her chin in one hand, smelling the smell of the pot and said, "I like to eat cabbage, so don't put leeks."

"Cut a few peppers and mix them with pickles and lumps. It tastes best when eaten with lump soup." The yellow dog flicked his tail happily, and finally squatted in front of the stove without moving, looking up at the pot from time to time.

Finally he ate the long-lost flour, and Shen Han also ate more than usual. He remembered Mr. Hawthorn Tree in the backyard, and hurriedly scooped up a bowl of pimple soup, put it on a smooth stone, touched the bark of the Hawthorn tree and said : "I worked hard last night."

After breakfast, Shen Han cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, started to boil water, prepared the tea leaves, and waited for the resting men to come to drink tea.There are still a lot of hawthorn cakes made a few days ago, and there are not many remaining Lingmi cakes. The hawthorn pies were eaten up when there was a shortage of flour. Shen Han thought about it and decided to make some refreshments in the afternoon.

Every day, the resting men arrived at the tea stand on time, never too early and never too late, they found the benches and sat down familiarly, waiting for Shen Han to serve the tea.

Jiao Baiyue sat in the corner of the tea stall, resting her chin in one hand and watched the men talk to Shen Han. After drinking the tea, she wrapped up the tea and took it away. "Xiao Han, I'll help you." Jiao Baiyue hurriedly stood up and helped clean up the tea bowl, his movements were a little stiff, for fear of breaking the bowl.

Walking over with the tub in hand, Shen Han smiled, "Ah Bai just needs to rest."

"Xiaohan, leave the next thing to me." After two consecutive days of unsuccessfully running the tea stall, Jiaobaiyue felt suffocated.

"Okay." Shen Han nodded helplessly, helped clean up the tea bowl, and then sat and watched, waiting for the next wave of monks to come to drink tea.

At this moment, the cultivators in the woods did not plan to come out to drink tea. They were solemnly occupying the current site, looking at the two groups of Golden Core disciples who were wearing uniform robes in front of them.The others didn't speak, the mouse-eyed man rolled his eyes and suggested, "Why don't you go to the next forest?"

"Why?" The elder brother looked solemn, and after discovering that the sect was destroyed, he immediately summoned his juniors to sell off the sect's property, and finally led them to the woods.Like the Bengshan Sect, the Tianhai Sect immediately sold off their sect property and came here.In their hearts, instead of defecting to other sects, where there is no hope of revenge, it is better to practice here, and one day they will surely win Xu Chongshan's head.