Chapter 175 (1/2)

The housekeeper standing in the center of the hall took out a veil to wipe the sweat on his forehead: ”no, the rice is still good.”

”What?” The valley master sat up straight.

As a result, Mei Qie handed the fruit directly to his big nose.

”Go away!” The valley master slapped his concubine angrily.

The beautiful concubine did not dare to cry and ran out in a hurry.

The housekeeper then said, ”they may be starving. All the water bugs we put in were caught and eaten.”

”What? Yes? So ugly things can be eaten? ”

The housekeeper said with a sad face: ”if people are hungry and crazy, don't mention the insects, they eat the bark.

The hard shell we put in last time was eaten too

If the harvest is not good for us, we must destroy the table

The housekeeper said, ”there are always people on patrol there. They are all cold people. We have no better way.”

The valley master thought for a moment: ”it seems that it is necessary to use that thing.”

”What?” Asked the housekeeper.

”Poison trap, you go, find someone to go to the swamp and get me all the poison traps.”

”This I'm afraid those things will run into our fields. They can clip all the seedlings in one night

”Watch carefully, we are all dry fields, even toxic clips can't destroy much.”

”Yes

Zixu on the other side doesn't know that the valley master is planning her again.

She's full and has nothing to do. She's reading the mountain cookbook.

The paper of this recipe is thick and yellow. It seems that it has experienced the precipitation of history.

It's just well preserved.

She was lying on the bed with a lotus lamp hanging above her. When she saw the lamp, she thought of the hundred mile cold and blocked her mind with a book.

Turning to the last page, Zixu found that there was a sandwich on the page of spicy fried bamboo shoots.

She pinched it. There was indeed a interlayer. It was very thin and could not be found easily.

She took the string apart, took out the page, pried off the bonded paper with a knife, and took out a yellowed drawing from it.

She groped for it. The paper was very delicate, and it was not the present craft.

When she got the drawings, she wanted to restore the book.

”You'd better get a fake one and stuff it in,” he said

”Why?”

”My ancestors must know this picture.”

Zixu thought about it and thought it was too, but the paper couldn't find the same again.

She took the paper that Mr. Mingjing gave her for writing, and baked it on the fire to change its color, so as to achieve the purpose of making it old.

As for what was painted on it, Zixu followed the original picture. There were many lines and circles on the original picture, so she omitted them directly.

There are also words on the back of the drawing, which Zixu can't imitate and omit.

Do a good job, plug back, restore the book.

After all, she put the books in the box to make the bottom of the box.

And then he began to study the graph.

It's like a garden, but it's not written where it is.

Lines and circles are like treasure sites. I have been searching for them for a long time without finding any rules.

The words on the back say

”I can give you a foothold, just as I can make you lose.

What kind of oath, not as new smile, you destroy my dream, I give you a big gift!

Those who crack this picture will win the world

Zixu sighed. The empress of the former dynasty must have been betrayed by the emperor. Was she killed by the emperor?

In fact, after listening to the empress of the former dynasty, she felt that she did not distinguish between the ancient and the modern.

When you talk about equality in front of the ancients, you are challenging the monarchy.