Xiaotaotie is also working hard on farming today

After Ji Buyan vomited after smelling the medicine, Bai Li completely gave up the idea of ​​Ji Buyan taking the medicine.

This child is not only delicate, but also has high self-esteem.

Bai Li closed his eyes, gulped down the concoction, and fell asleep for a while; his dizziness didn't stop until the sun moved westward.

He thought that if Xiao Yan didn't take medicine, it would not be an option to just do it like this, so he prepared to make a nourishing meal.

Bai Li walked to the chicken coop, grabbed a pheasant that was so arrogant that it dared to squint at him, and prepared to make a pheasant soup.

It would be great if there was ginseng, it must have nourishing benefits for Xiaoyan.

But the medicinal materials developed by Qingyu can only be found in the depths of the secret realm, and ginseng is only found in the depths of the secret realm; but after Bai Li thinks about it, ginseng is not indispensable.

While boiling water to kill pheasants, Bai Li thought about nourishing herbs.

He threw a few large pieces of dry wood into the stove, and then walked towards the sacred tree beside the yard.

The sacred tree is in the shape of an umbrella crown, and it always looks contented; half of it stretches its branches comfortably against the sun, while the other half plays with the breeze on the tip of the leaves leisurely, making a lazy rustling sound from time to time.

But at this time, no matter how the sacred tree looked at it, it seemed to be tense, its branches were tense, and it looked like it was baring its teeth and claws.

It turned out that there were more than a dozen ferocious wild boar spirits hanging from vines on the sacred tree.

There were also five wild boar spirits tied up under the sacred tree, lying on the ground like dead pigs dying.

Bai Li saw that the branches and branches of the treetops were tensely bent, and greeted Qingyu with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Xiao Lizi, you've come, when are you going to deal with this wild boar spirit?" Qing Yu's voice couldn't hide his excitement as if he saw a savior.

"Old Qingqing, you are a thousand-year-old sacred tree, so how do you compare with Renshen?" Bai Li asked other questions instead of answering.

"Naturally, it has my advantages, and it doesn't have my own. How can the effect of my sacred tree be comparable to that of a small ginseng."

"Then you are really good." Bai Li rubbed his hands and said.

"It's okay, why are you asking this?"

Bai Li explained the reason for his visit, and Shenshu was very dissatisfied when he heard it, "If you don't drink the medicine you have picked so hard, what child doesn't think the medicine is bitter? I think you can get used to him."

Bai Liyin put aside the embarrassing incident of retching, retching and crying, and directly hugged the Qingyu tree trunk, shaking it, and begged kindly, "Old Qingqing is the best, just give me some roots to make soup."

Qing Yu couldn't stand Bai Li acting like a baby, so he shook off some roots and some spiritual fruits.

The spirit fruit slammed on the ground, and the sleeping wild boar spirit huddled subconsciously, it seemed that it was scared of being beaten.

Bai Li picked up the spiritual fruit and the root system, and heard Qingyu say that he should drink medicine if he is sick. Although his root system is good, but the medicine is not suitable for the disease, it only has a nourishing effect.

Then he talked about the heat needed to cook the root system, and when to cook the medicine for the best effect.

"Sure enough, Lao Qingqing is the best, so I'll make pheasant soup first."

Bai Li happily left with the fruits and roots in his arms.

Qing Yu was overwhelmed by Bai Li's boast, and after Bai Li turned around, he realized that the dozen or so wild boar spirits on the tree hadn't been dealt with yet!

"Xiao Lizi, you still have more than a dozen wild boar spirits here!!"

Bai Li waved without looking back, "Got it, let's have a barbecue later."

As soon as Bai Li said this, the wild boar spirit who had been hanging on the tree for a long time broke out completely, twisting vigorously in an attempt to break free from the shackles of the vines of the sacred tree.

"Old Dryad, let us go, or you will dig up your old tree roots!"

Qingyu was trembling from the shaking leaves, thinking that Xiao Lizi, you have hurt me.

Qing Yu thickened the vines, and said fiercely: "Be honest, or I will suffocate you now."

The wild boar spirits were tightly bound again, struggling out of breath, so they had to wait and see what happened.

Here, after Bai Li got the root system of the sacred tree, he washed it by the stream and put it on the stove.

The fire in the stove was booming, and the water in the pot was boiling.

Then kill the pheasant, and then scald the pheasant with boiling water to make the fur soft and easy to pluck.

The pheasant's tail feathers are long and colorful like a peacock's tail, very beautiful; Bai Li plucked the tail feathers, cleaned them and put them aside.

Children always like beautiful things, I don't know if Xiaoyan will like them.

Through Xiaoyan's awkward refusal to take medicine this time, Bai Li realized that no matter how mature he was, he was still just a child.

Bai Li moved very quickly, and the pheasant was quickly pulled into a bald chicken;

He set a fire on the ground and set the bald chicken back and forth on the fire. This was to burn off the fine fluff and the hairs in the hair follicles that had not been plucked from the pheasant.

The knife is raised and lowered, the intestines are broken, the pot is washed and the pheasant pieces are placed, and then the chicken soup is boiled.

After the chicken soup is boiled, remove the floating foam on the soup, then add the root system of the sacred tree, and boil on high heat.

After a long while, the milky white and fragrant pheasant soup was ready, and there was a burst of fragrance, and the setting sun couldn't help but quietly stretched his head into the pot.

Bai Li carried the pheasant soup and walked into the wooden house. When he got outside the house, his steps were a little lighter, but the silence in the house had already opened his eyes, sitting on the bed and watching him come in.

"Xiao Yan, you are awake, come and drink pheasant soup."

Bai Li put the pheasant soup on the table, then took out a small bowl and spoon from the wooden cabinet, put a bowl in the small bowl and put it to cool down.

Jibuyan got up, sat on the edge of the bed, his feet habitually reached the wooden stool on the ground and stepped out of bed.

The wooden bed was built by bee demons, and they built the bed very high.

It's not inconvenient for Bai Li to go to bed, but since Ji Buyan moved in, Bai Li put a wooden stool under the bed.

At this time, the wooden stool was kicked away by Bai Li in a daze.

Ji Buyan sat on the edge of the bed and frowned, he glanced at the stool, his feet were reserved and eager to try.

Bai Li raised his eyes, approached with a smile, "Huh? I forgot to move the stool back."

"Hmm." Ji Buyan responded.

Then the two stared at each other without making a sound, and after a while they both spoke at the same time.

"Xiao Yan, don't be so awkward. If you open your hands, I know I'm going to hug you down."

"Help me move the stool up and down." Ji Buyan said expressionlessly.

The voice fell to his ears, Bai Li smiled helplessly, and approached Jibuyan who was on the edge of the bed and picked him up.

"Forget it, come down and drink soup."

Ji Buyan pursed his lips, turned his head and looked blankly on the ground, and he was placed on the chair after a while.

Bai Li lifted his boots from the bed again, and was about to squat down and put them on for him.

Ji Buyan refused, put on his boots and washed his hands in the tub beside him, and then sat down at the table.

"Come on, you don't want to take medicine, this pheasant soup should be of some use." Bai Li moved the small bowl of soup in front of him.

Bai Li had a red blister on the index finger of his left hand, but he didn't seem to notice it, he looked up and smiled at Jibuyan.

"Your hands are blistered." Ji Buyan said.

"Ah," Bai Li's eyes fell on his hands, and he moved his ten fingers. After looking at it for a while, he noticed the little red blister on his left index finger. "It's okay. I probably didn't notice it because I did it too fast, but I didn't feel any pain."

"Drink it quickly, it won't taste so good when it's cold." Seeing that he was still staring at his fingers, Bai Li urged.

"Let's drink together." Ji Buyan looked at Bai Li's dry lips, his complexion was not good, and even his usually bright eyes were weak now.

"I won't drink it, I'll be fine if I drink the medicine," Bai Li said.

There are only two pheasants left. After eating the pheasants, you can still eat the hares. You can slowly recover from your sickness.

"Hurry up and drink." Bai Li said again.

With Bai Li's eyes full of anticipation, Ji Buyan picked up a spoon and took a mouthful. When the soup entered his mouth, he frowned slightly.

"What, it doesn't taste good? Still not used to it?" Bai Li asked nervously.

Ji Buyan nodded, "It's not good."

Bai Li frowned, took the spoon in Ji Buyan's hand, filled the soup with the spoon and put it into the corner of his mouth.

The delicious and thick chicken soup enters the tip of the tongue, and the delicious food with warm power flows down from the throat and gathers to the limbs.

Bai Li's brows instantly relaxed, and he took another spoon to drink.

He licked the corner of his mouth and put the spoon into the silent bowl.

"It's so delicious, why do you say it's not good?"

Ji Buyan couldn't help staring at the spoon in the bowl for a few moments, then looked up at Bai Li, "It's not good to drink alone, it tastes better when you drink with me."

Bai Li muttered, but sat still.

"What did you say?" Ji Buyan raised his eyebrows and asked.

Bai Li raised his head and said loudly, "I said, one pig doesn't taste good, but it takes two pigs fighting to eat it, right?"

"you are a pig."

Ji Buyan took out a small bowl from the cabinet behind him and put it in front of Bai Li.

Bai Li could see that, if he didn't drink it, Xiao Yan wouldn't drink it, so he could only drink slowly with a small bowl.

After drinking for a while, Bai Li said, "Drink it yourself first." After speaking, he went out.

Ji Buyan looked at Bai Li's figure going out, held the spoon in his hand, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed gently, there was the breath of the sacred tree in it.

Surprisingly, he didn't reject the medicinal smell of the sacred tree.

There are various pills in his storage ring, but now his body is too small and his spiritual power is almost exhausted, so he can't bear the effect of high-level pills, but this pheasant soup with the roots of the sacred tree is more suitable for his current body.

Ji Buyan was thinking about things, slowly drinking the pheasant soup, after a while Bai Li came back again.

Bai Li looked at Jibuyan sitting on the chair, his back straightened, and he drank slowly with his fingers holding the spoon, with an indescribable dignity.

At first glance, it was the young master.

Holding the pheasant tail feather in his hand, Bai Li felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

Ji Buyan raised his head when he heard the movement, and saw Bai Li standing stiffly at the door.

"What's the matter, if you want to be a door god, your small body is not intimidating." Ji Buyan said.

Alright, as soon as Ji Buyan spoke, Bai Li unsealed it instantly.

He curled his lips and walked in quickly. Xiaoyan's unpleasant mouth must be disgusted in a big family.

Poor little baby, as long as he doesn't dislike it, he still feels distressed.

Bai Li sat down, put the pheasant tail feathers on the table, and then brought out a bowl of spiritual fruit, a bottle of preserved fruit, and a bottle of candied fruit from the storage ring.

He placed these things neatly in front of Ji Buyan, coughed and said:

"Xiao Yan, if you are sick at home, it must be delicious and fun..."

Ji Buyan asked: "I'm sick, so you can't wait to celebrate with such a sumptuous thing?"

Bai Li choked, "It's not rich, you must be taken care of better at home, that's all I have here."

Jibuyan paused with his fingers, put down the spoon, and said casually, "You were the first one to take care of me when I was sick."

When he was young, he had no memory. After he had memory, he cultivated well, and he healed his injuries by himself.

Little Bean Sprout was sicker than him. He dragged his uncomfortable body to make soup for him. Not only was he reluctant to eat it, but he also took out his treasured treasures to make him happy.

A look of being cautious and afraid of being rejected, a little funny and cute.

"It seems that my guess is right." Bai Li said, sure enough, Xiaoyan must have suffered a lot because of this mouth, even when she was sick, no one took care of her.

Those people are too cruel, at least they are seven or eight-year-old children. Although they have a straight face, it is all a cover-up of their desire for attention and embarrassment.

Bai Li took a look at the cold little face, and affectionately picked up the feather tail of a pheasant and shook it in front of his eyes.

"Do you like it?" Bai Li asked.

Ji Buyan glanced at it, "I don't like it, it's too gaudy and ugly."

Bai Li shook the pheasant feather tail in front of his eyes, "Really?"

"Really." Ji Buyan lowered his head and prepared to continue drinking soup.

"What about now?" Bai Li took the opportunity to scratch his sleepy neck with his feather tail.

The soft feather tail touched Jibu's neck, causing a trembling and itching, he tilted his head to avoid it, and the feather tail chased after him.

Ji Buyan held back the itchiness in his neck, raised his head and stared at the instigator, "You're teasing a cat."

Bai Li grinned, "Is the cat fun?"

Before Ji Buyan could refute, there was a commotion outside the house, and then only the wild boar spirit howled cursingly.

Bai Li's smile faltered, and as soon as he got up, Qing Yu hurriedly shouted, "You run away as soon as you run away, what are you doing stealing Xiao Lizi's pheasant and rabbit!"

"Damn wild boar spirit, hey! You, what are you doing! You actually dig the roots of my god tree!"

Hearing the flustered and startled sound of the divine tree, Ji Buyan sighed slowly: "I really underestimated the wild boar spirit, and overestimated the thousand-year divine tree."

Bai Li ran out anxiously, "My pheasant and hare."

The author says:

Bai Li: "My pheasant and hare! That's Xiao Yan's lifeblood-"