Senda grows delicious food [Rebirth]

Naturally, Shen Han couldn't take the gifts from the resting men in vain, he hurriedly chased them out, everyone gave a piece of Lingmi cake or hawthorn cake, and the children gave a few hawthorns.After sending the men with their families away, Shen Han hurried back to the tea stall and sat on a low stool, together with Jiao Baiyue, the yellow dog also eagerly looked over, waiting to see the things in the baggage.

"This winter solstice is really fulfilling." Shen Han untied the burden while talking.

After seeing the things in the baggage clearly, Jiao Baiyue couldn't help admiring, "It's so beautiful."

"Woof." The yellow dog also hurriedly expressed his opinion, "I like it."

In the package, there are dried vegetables dried by the women themselves, some small clay pots that look very inconspicuous, and even many handmade toys for children.A little monkey made of hard wood is supported by two sticks. As long as the sticks are pinched, the little monkey will do somersaults.There is also a big and smooth white radish, Shen Han decided to plant this in his backyard, wait for the white radish to bear seeds and plant it, there will be a steady stream of small radishes to eat in the future.

But apart from these things, what attracted everyone's attention the most was a black and white kitten lying in the bag, lifelike, as cute as a lucky cat, and only the size of a palm.Maomao looked so soft, the yellow dog couldn't help poking it with its paws, saying, "I like this toy."

Unexpectedly, the little kitten lying in the middle of the bundle, which was lying stiff and motionless, suddenly stretched out its sharp claws to grab the yellow dog, then slowly got up, baring its teeth and claws and said: "You are the toy, your whole family is the toy, I am great!" Holy Prince, you can call me Holy King!"

A cat the size of a palm is really not threatening, but the yellow dog quickly withdrew its paw and turned to look at Shen Han, "Ma'am, he can talk, he seems to be a demon cultivator."

"You are the demon cultivator, and your whole family is demon cultivator!" The Holy Prince turned away his small head and continued to mutter, "I am a divine beast! A divine beast! A divine beast!"

"Okay, don't say it three times." Shen Han stroked the cat's soft fur, opened his mouth and smiled, "Hello, Holy Prince, you have been stiff and motionless before, we thought you were a toy."

Probably because Shen Han's attitude was very soft, the Holy Prince raised his front paws and rubbed his beard, and explained: "I didn't have enough spiritual power before, so my body was so small, but the child of that mortal family is very kind to me, every day Sleeping with my arms around me. This tea stand has a spirit, so I can come alive."

It turned out that it was not a toy, but a demon cultivator. Shen Han made a conclusion in his heart, so he picked up the bag, and together with Jiao Baiyue, placed all the gadgets inside on the wooden wall shelf.This is the idea given by the carpenter. Some long wooden boards are inlaid on the wooden wall, and some small things can be placed on it for decoration.

Plant the white radish in the backyard, pour some water, stand next to Mr. Zhutong, Shen Han touched Mr. Hawthorn's bark, stood by and watched Mr. Hawthorn make clothes for a while, and then returned to the tea stall.

The Holy Prince was lying on the stove, his hair was blowing out warmly, and he squinted his eyes and snored a little.The yellow dog hung its head and lay beside it. From time to time, its two paws rubbed against each other, trying to warm it up. "It's getting colder and colder, and the dog's paws are also getting colder, hey."

"It's fine if you stay close together." Shen Han ran over, picked up the Holy Prince and stuffed it under the yellow dog's belly, "This way we can warm up together."

"I don't!" The Holy Prince was very arrogant, but he felt that the yellow dog's belly was very warm, so he just said it forcefully, but leaned his body against the yellow dog's soft belly.

Seeing this scene, Bai Yue's eyes darkened, he tugged at the corner of Shen Han's clothes and said, "It's a pity that I can't become a big dog now, the dog is too small to keep Xiao Han warm."

Rubbing the white moon's long hair, Shen Han cracked his mouth and smiled, "Mr. Hawthorn said that our clothes will be ready in a few days, and that kind of fabric is warm in winter and cool in summer, so we won't be afraid of the cold when we wear it. "

The current wooden house is much stronger than the previous tea shed, and there is no air leakage, as long as it leans against the stove, it will be very warm, much better than before, Shen Han is very satisfied.At this time, the monks in the woods were actively thinking about countermeasures. The disciples of the Bengshan School and the Tianhai School had been taken care of by the school before, and there were a lot of cotton robes for winter in the Qiankun bag. The casual monks were not so lucky. They need to take their own money to Tengzhou City to buy.

Although the spiritual energy will continue to strengthen the body's muscles and bones after the monks have successfully introduced qi into their bodies, and with the breakthrough of the big realm, Jie Lei will also temper their bodies accordingly.The severe cold and heat in the mortal world does not affect monks too much, but they are human beings after all, and they still retain the habit of being mortals. Naturally, they need to add clothes when it is cold, otherwise ordinary people wear thick cotton clothes, only monks wear thin robes , always feels weird.

There was a cool wind blowing in the woods from time to time, blowing the monks' robes and long hair flying, and one accidentally sneezed, and the saliva flew far away, and the monk who was accidentally downwind almost vomited disgustingly. up.

"It's not going to work like this, why don't we find the disciples of the Bengshan Sect and Tianhai Sect to cooperate and build a wooden house in the woods." The mouse-eyed man was the first to speak, "It takes spiritual power to build a barrier that separates the wind, and a wooden house will save a lot of trouble."

"It's cheaper for those monks who are hiding in Tengzhou City. They have ready-made houses to live in."

"Although Xu Chongshan is a sparrow now, he is still in Tengzhou City." A monk said slowly, "Maybe there will be a moth, and I don't know when the soul will be destroyed."

All the casual cultivators were silent for a while, and they went to find the disciples of the Bengshan Sect and Tianhai Sect to discuss the matter of the wooden house.Previously, the rogue cultivators occupied the forest with the best terrain, forcing the disciples of the Bengshan School and the Tianhai School to go to other places. This time they came to ask for cooperation. The same is true of the big brother.Their common competition now is all the monks in Tengzhou City, as well as the dark crow sect demon cultivators.

Everyone tacitly excluded the Dark Crow Sect Moxiu from this temporary circle, and no one objected.

The Dark Crow Sect didn't have time to deal with these people at this time. They were lucky enough to find a small group of demon cultivators in Tengzhou City, and successfully joined them to form a strong team, specifically looking for monks who were alone. Everyone divided up the things they grabbed, and even directly killed monks to extract their souls for refining.

Just like what the casual cultivators were worried about, Tengzhou City was not safe at this time, but it was not because of Xu Chongshan, but this small group of evil cultivators.

A few monks disappeared suddenly, and their bodies were found in an inconspicuous alley every few days. Their souls had long since disappeared. Judging from the traces at the scene, they were probably besieged by other monks.The news quickly spread in Tengzhou City for some reason, and even the common people knew that there were demons haunting Tengzhou City at night. Every household locked their doors at night, did not dare to light oil lamps, and hid at home tremblingly.

Some monks who were alone did not dare to go out alone. They quickly found other monks through their own channels. Everyone agreed, that is to form an alliance and travel together, so that the safety factor will be greatly increased.

At the same time, it was even more difficult for the demon cultivators to rob the monks who were alone, but they quickly came up with other methods. "I heard that Shen Wenbo is looking for monks everywhere, but no monks have shown up until now, why don't we look for him."

"The identity of a mortal is always more useful, let him find some mortals for us. Without the soul of a monk, mortals can do it."

Moxiu, who was so vicious to the core, took the initiative to appear in front of Shen Wenbo, and performed a performance that seemed to ordinary people to go to heaven and earth, and successfully gained Shen Wenbo's trust, let him go east as he went, and let him go west as he went west.

"Dear gods, the tea stall outside Tengzhou City, I don't know...is it still there..." Shen Wenbo still didn't give up, but he was busy with money and didn't have time to go out of the city.

One of the demon cultivators sneered and said, "The tea stand is guarded by treasures, so don't even think about it. Obediently find a hundred or eighty mortals to practice kung fu for me, this is serious business."

The gray sparrow stood on the roof, and the black beans looked at Moxiu below coldly, looking at Shen Wenbo as if looking at a dead person.

Shen Wenbo still didn't give up, he said: "I am the uncle of the owner of the tea stall, the treasures there should be mine, but they were snatched away by that little bastard..."

"Oh?" A demon cultivator finally raised his interest, "Is there a blood relationship? Wouldn't it take no effort to get here! Haha, God help me, get some blood quickly, we may be able to control the tea stall owner one or two. "

Thinking that his relationship with Shen Han was of great use, Shen Wenbo quickly rolled up his sleeves, took the scimitar and cut his wrist fiercely, and saw a demon cultivator holding a black villain to catch blood underneath.Perhaps because of the blood stimulation, the villain stood up staggeringly under the control of Moxiu, his eyes opened to reveal a red light, and then he ran out with a search and disappeared.

There are always more crooked ways of demon cultivators. It is not unheard of to control people through blood relationship, but the effect is not very great. After all, monks have powerful spirits. If they are so easy to control, the world will not be in chaos.

Coincidentally, a group of evil demon cultivators lived in this courtyard, which was secretly bought by Shen Wenbo to raise a concubine, but after the concubine was refined by Xu Chongshan, it remained empty.A small group of decent monks lived in the courtyard next door. They listened to the unscrupulous voices of the demon cultivators in the courtyard next door, frowning and curling their lips, but they just kept silent.

The demon cultivators were too lazy to set up a sound-proof barrier, and they were heard by decent monks, but it seemed no different from not hearing it. This was probably the reason why the demon cultivators were so unscrupulous.

The matter has nothing to do with oneself, and has little to do with one's own interests, so it's better to observe secretly first.

What is Shen Han doing at this time, who is being tricked by many people? He is washing the dishes. "Ah Bai, do you think we should divide those monks into several categories, the good ones will be given hawthorn, red fruit and chrysanthemum tea, and the bad ones will only be given tea, and the selling price will be higher." After washing the dishes and putting them in the basket, Shen Han He continued, "I think there are good and bad monks, we should treat them differently and not treat them equally."

Squatting at the door of the tea stand and watching a group of ants passing by in a neat line on the dirt road in front, Jiao Baiyue put her chin in one hand and replied: "Xiaohan is right, but you can't divide them according to the magic cultivator and the decent monk, you have to do it according to them." Divide the good and the bad from the past."

Nodding his head, Shen Han also agreed with what his A-Bai said, "But how to divide it, we don't know how many good and bad things the monk has done before."

The black and white, slap-sized kitten moved its small round ears, raised its head, and said proudly: "Do you know why I am called Holy Prince?"

Isn't it because you, a little kitty, have a majestic-looking name?Shen Han didn't speak, but the meaning in his eyes was similar.The Holy Prince raised his paw and patted the fur of the yellow dog below, proudly said: "The smell of this yellow dog is very clean, and it has never killed anything."

"I joined the Demon Venerable as soon as I became enlightened, and I have no chance to kill decent monks." The yellow dog stretched its head towards the stove, and explained while feeling the heat.

"I can smell it!" The Holy Prince continued to hold his head high.

Probably it is really like what the Holy Prince himself said, he is some kind of divine beast, who can sense the people killed or bad things done by monks by virtue of his talent?It always feels unreliable. As a mortal, Shen Han believes in gods. Compared with the holy prince, he believes in the underworld after death, where the merits and demerits of a person's life will be judged, but the monk has already jumped out Reincarnation, whether you can enter the underworld after death is hard to say.

The monks in Tengzhou City didn't come out today. Jiao Baiyue stretched her neck and looked outside until the sun went down and began to eat dinner.There was still some dumpling stuffing left in the morning, and in the evening Shen Han kneaded some noodles and continued making dumplings.

Although the Holy Prince is small, he eats quite a lot.But the weather suddenly turned cold, officially entering winter, and Mr. Hawthorn in the backyard also felt it. He decided to work overtime at night to make clothes for Shen Han and Jiao Baiyue.Ever since he had spare money, Shen Han had already bought a lot of lamp oil. He specially found the biggest oil lamp and took it to the backyard to illuminate Mr. Hawthorn, "Mr. Hawthorn, are you cold? Do you want me to use this kind of cloth to put you Wrap around."

"After I finish your clothes, I will make my own clothes." Mr. Hawthorn's voice was soft and rustling, and he shook the branches and rubbed Shen Han's head, urging, "Go back to sleep."

"Okay." Shen Han nodded.

This large area is very dark, only one oil lamp is burning tenaciously. Mr. Hawthorn has bent many branches to support a very delicate dress. A last bit of hemming.

The dead of night is a good time to do bad things.A little black man appeared outside the tea stall. He held a copper plate in his hand, his eyes glowed red, and then he walked in, successfully entering the protection range of the tea stall.

Moxiu, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene, his eyes almost popped out. He hurriedly chanted a spell, and controlled the little black man to go around the wooden house, just in time to see the oil lamp in the backyard. "There is actually a demon cultivator who happened to kill him and take the inner alchemy to refine the magic weapon." The demon cultivator's eyes brightened, "I also get all the Lingmi in the backyard, and then deal with the tea stall owner, hahahaha..."

The wild whispers stopped abruptly, because Mr. Hawthorn felt a little sleepy, but there was still one piece of clothing that he hadn't finished. He had to stay awake, so he picked a small, slightly blue hawthorn from his branch I wiped it on my body and stuffed it into my mouth, and then I was wrinkled by the sour bark, "Oh, this one is the most sour, so hawthorn can be so sour..."

With a "poof", he spit out the hawthorn core and hit the little black man right in time.

"Wow." Moxiu was backlashed and spat out a mouthful of blood. He hurriedly controlled the little black man to come back.The magic weapon refined by the demon cultivator's blood was already in dilapidated condition. The little black man's heart and head were pierced by the hawthorn core. The demon cultivator looked at it and continued to vomit blood.

The other demon cultivators seemed to see hope, and among them, the cultivators of the Dark Crow Sect jumped over to come up with an idea, "Since we know this is useful, let's try again, as long as we can enter the tea stand and avoid the attack of that baby , still worried about not being able to bring down the boss?"

"That's true, let me try." Another demon cultivator stood up and took out a hideous black spider from his arms, which was the puppet he made.Shen Wenbo didn't dare to delay, and immediately slashed his wrist, letting the blood spill over the spider's body.

The huge spider's eyes are red, like two red lights in the dark, especially scary.Under Moxiu's control, the spider went straight into the tea stand with a copper plate on its back. This time, it didn't waste any time, but circled around under the wooden house, trying to find a gap to get in.

But the carpenter in Tengzhou City is really good, every piece of wood is tightly seamed, there is no gap at all, and finally the magician plans to let the spider spit out venom, corrode a piece of wood and get in.

Then, the spider was bounced away by an inexplicable force, fell to the ground with a "snap", and fell to pieces.The demon cultivator spit out a mouthful of blood in a "wow", and ran over to look at the spider, but couldn't bear it, and spit out blood again.

They failed twice in a row, and the demon cultivators felt that their cultivation was not enough, so they took Shen Wenbo and retreated temporarily.

In the backyard of the tea stall, Mr. Hawthorn finally sewed the last stitch and bit off the gold thread with his teeth. The needle was carefully put away, and the clothes were folded. Put out the oil lamp and go to sleep.

As the sun rose in the morning, Shen Han woke up on time, and poked Bai Yue's hard chest, "Ah Bai, get up."

"Xiaohan." The furry ears protruding from the top of Jiaobaiyue's head moved, and a handful of dull hairs on the tips of the ears also swayed, and there was a fluffy tail behind the buttocks.Shen Han couldn't help stretching out his hands to knead, grabbing Jiao Baiyue's tail and kneading, "Ah Bai, I had a dream last night."

"What dream?" Dazed and not sober, Jiao Baiyue nodded and kissed Shen Han's forehead.

"Tengzhou City once suffered a catastrophe, and an immortal came down to save it." Shen Han said a little uncertainly, "I don't know if the dream is real. There are Shen Wenbo and aunt in Shen's mansion, but not me. Xiaohan, what do you say? Where was I at that time, I never met my parents, was I in my own home at that time..."

Hugging the person in his arms tightly, the bright white moon's eyes dimmed, he shook his furry ears, and whispered: "Where is Xiaohan, where is your home."

"Meow." Suddenly there was a scream, "Yellow Dog, how dare you lick the Holy Prince! The Holy Prince will not forgive you! Ugh..."

The yellow dog turned over routinely in the morning, and felt that there was a small cat next to him, so he subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked it, and continued to sleep.

Agitated by the movement outside, Shen Han completely forgot the unclear dream in his mind, he rubbed the hairy ears on the top of Jiao Baiyue's head, and whispered: "It's better to get up, go and see Mr. Hawthorn Tree is ready." No clothes."

"Okay." Jiao Baiyue retracted her fur ears and tail with a swish.

In the backyard, a huge change seemed to have taken place overnight. The wheat was still lush and lush, but it seemed that it was not ready for earing, but ready for winter, but Lingmi was still very tenacious.My tea tree has lost a lot of yellow leaves, and the chrysanthemums are curling up, and even Mr. Hawthorn is curling up its branches. "Winter is coming." Shen Han said to himself, he picked up the neatly folded clothes and unfolded them, gesticulating on his body, and found that they fit well, he quickly touched Mr. Hawthorn's bark, "Thank you, Hawthorn gentlemen."

These are two complete sets of clothes, a gown and trousers inside, a long gown on the outside, a belt of just the right thickness, and golden flowing clouds embroidered on the hem of the clothes.Jiaobaiyue's is slightly larger, while Shen Han's is slightly smaller.The two of them didn't care about doing anything else, so they hurriedly put on new clothes.

"It really is warm in winter and cool in summer." Shen Han touched his warm clothes and said with a smile, "In this way, we don't need to buy cotton-padded jackets in winter."

"Xiaohan looks good in clothes." Jiao Baiyue touched her chin and boasted.

Put on new clothes, and still have to do the work that should be done.After breakfast, the hot water was boiled, and the rest men came in one after another. They were stunned when they saw the clothes on Shen Han's body, and then they said cheerfully: "It's really good craftsmanship, it's worth a lot of money. "

"This is made by my Mr. Hawthorn." Shen Han replied with a smile.

The men are all rough-headed, they just think the name is weird, and they think it is some old tailor.Everyone drank the tea and refreshments in a lively manner, threw the copper plates into the clay pots, and left the tea stand.

Moxiu, who was squatting outside the tea stand doing bad things last night, left in disgrace, and left Tengzhou City early this morning to walk this way, and they happened to meet the resting men.Because of practicing the exercises, these demon cultivators all have yellow and muscular faces, sunken eye sockets, and blue lips. They look like drug addicts. The restless men frown unabashedly. Physically strong, I look down on this kind of person the most.

"What are you looking at!" Moxiu, who was vomiting blood last night, said angrily, "I'll dig out the eyeballs and kick them for you!"

Shen Wenbo tremblingly stood in the line, he hurriedly jumped out and whispered into the ear of the demon cultivator, "No, no... These are regular customers of the tea stand, so I can't afford to mess with them..."

Then the magic cultivator exploded directly, and the tea stall owner could not afford to provoke him, how could a few mortals not be provoked?