Chapter 278 (1/2)
Do you think it's decent for him to wear such clothes, wear hair, grow such a long beard and hold a cigarette in his hand?
First of all, don't you worry about burning your beard?
So there is no possibility for her to let Qingyue know about smoke.
When Liu Liang comes back from digging herbs during the day, she will hang them in the hospital. The air temperature in the four seasons here is suitable for drying herbs. Now she just cares about her herbs. There is a specially assigned person in charge of the vegetable field. Of course, she takes good care of those vegetable fields. The vegetables inside are better than those grown in modern land, bigger and more water-efficient.
In addition to the three necessary meals every day, Liu Liang spent all her time digging grass and drying grass. Through a month's efforts without stopping for a day, she has dug a considerable number of herbs and processed them into powder. If she doesn't say, no one may know what kind of powder this is, and the powder of these fairy sunflower grass, Enough for her to use for a long time.
Tomorrow is the last day of January. She didn't think about digging grass again. Instead, she went to the vegetable field to have a look. This time, she bought a cherry tree and a kiwi seedling. It's hard to grow in Xingning, but she doesn't know how to grow here?
If she wants to succeed, she can eat it herself.
This place is good or not. The temperature is like spring all the year round, but there is also a very bad place, that is, there are too few things to eat, whether fruits or vegetables.
It may also be that everyone here is the reason for focusing on practice, so even if they are sensible children, their dream is to become practitioners, so that they all go to practice, but they also ignore the most important thing, that is, the needs of people's livelihood.
Such as eating and wearing.
A Taoist robe can be worn for several years. Anyway, it's not broken, not changed, not rotten, not lost. It's even easier to eat. If you have something to eat, you can eat, but if you don't eat, the air can be full.
With so little poor food and clothing, I don't know what the people here live?
Although the people there don't live as long as those here, their life is so wonderful. There are so many delicious, fun and good clothes waiting for them in the world. They have enjoyed, liked, hated and relieved. Don't people come like this?
Therefore, this age is really not suitable for her. She was just born in the secular world and just loves grains and silk.
But there are not many delicious things for her, so she can only rely on herself and develop by herself.
The vegetables planted here are the seeds she brought, and the chickens she raised are what she asked.
The last time she came here, she brought the seeds of the virgin fruit. When she last saw it, a lot of virgin fruits grew. Each one was red and grew well.
Maybe everything can be planted here.
What about mango, durian and other tropical fruits, don't you know?
When she finds the saplings, she will try to plant them next time. If she can succeed, it's best. If she can't succeed, it's OK.
Liu Liang brought out the food from the small kitchen. The ancient air suction stove is still very useful. In particular, there are trees everywhere. Such a little smoke can't pollute the fresh air here.
Qingyue is sitting on the chair, eating slowly. His face is pulling. Obviously, he is also unhappy,
What are you happy about? The apprentice will leave tomorrow. It is agreed to come in half a month, but who knows if she will come in half a month. If something happens, he can't wait for the apprentice. No one will give him such delicious food at that time.
Can you eat the pig food they made?
It's for people to eat. It's clearly for pigs.
”Master, what else do you want? I'll bring it to you next time.”
Liu Liang sat at the table and didn't eat. When she went back, it was dawn. She'd better go home and eat.
”Take whatever you want?”
Qingyue snorted. Anyway, he didn't know what Liu Liang had and what he wanted to bring. It didn't depend on Liu Liang's own filial piety.