Fried potatoes, roasted sweet potatoes, fried popcorn with sugar
After various aromas that no one except Wu Chu had ever seen wafted out of the simple kitchen, the strong men had no intention of discussing the Tao.
?????????????????????????????????????????????] Finally, I would like to say with emotion, it has been a long time since I tasted the delicious food made by Xiao Yueling!
When they heard the duo of melancholy brothers questioning them, everyone started bragging to their brothers and told them about the various delicacies they had tasted.
??????????????????????????? The meat of the divine beasts of the Great Luo Realm, or even the meat of the chaotic beasts, etc.
Wu Chu originally thought that the two ascetics would put their hands together and have an unbearable "sin, sin, sin", but who would have thought that the two brothers actually looked eager to try.
???????????????????? It seems that they really don¡¯t have many thoughts of not being able to bear killing. The teachings of Western religions have probably not yet been formed in their minds.
Not long after, a basket of boiled peanuts was brought up.
"These peanuts are as big as a baby's palm, and they are plump. They taste like potatoes. They need to be broken into pieces to eat, which left Wu Chu somewhat speechless.
Originally I wanted to say, ¡®Peanuts and wine, everything you want¡¯!
Now when I eat peanuts, I don¡¯t feel that way at all. I might as well eat melon seeds!
And after those corn kernels are popped into popcorn, each one is about the size of a fist, which completely reduces his experience.
It has to be said that the aura of the prehistoric world is too strong, and many things seem to be over-nourished, which can be expressed in one word - big!
Only fried potato chips and baked sweet potatoes made Wu Chu feel like he was back in time.
Especially the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, it¡¯s really fragrant.
Eating the fragrant roasted sweet potatoes, Hou Tu asked Wu Chu softly: "Husband, is the yield of this thing high?"
Wu Chuxiao said: "According to my calculation, the yield of this thing is much higher than that of five-color rice and wheat. It's just that eating too much will make it easier to ventilate"
Isn¡¯t it easy to ventilate?
Everyone couldn¡¯t help but be stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted, pointing at Wu Chu and laughing and scolding. But this statement is indeed much more elegant.
Hou Tu gave Wu Chu a roll of his eyes and let him understand it slowly, and finally said: "It would be great if the energy contained in this thing could be more intense."
She knew that this thing would definitely be worth part of the rations for the warriors of the Witch Clan.
Wu Chu smiled and said: "If you want to make the spiritual energy contained in them more intense, just ask those little flower fairies to help cultivate them. I believe that if you cultivate them for a few more years, you can cultivate better sweet potatoes. However, it is not possible for this thing to completely replace the rations. It's possible. No matter how good the food is, you will always get tired of it if you eat too much. Look at it now, Bai Ze doesn't like milk tea, he only likes tea!"
It is obvious that he has changed from a young boy to a retired cadre.
I used to like holding milk tea cups, but now I like holding tea cups.
After everyone had had enough wine and food to enjoy Xiao Yueling¡¯s craftsmanship, the sad look on the faces of the two miserable brothers seemed to have diminished a lot, and they praised Xiao Yueling¡¯s craftsmanship.
After that, everyone began to discuss Tao again.
When everyone understood their respective ways, Prince Dong stood up, ran to the giant mulberry tree, and cut off a branch with a diameter of more than ten meters.
Discussing Taoism, eating, drinking, and soaking in hot springs, the small life that the powerful Daluo people spent in Fuso Tang Valley was so comfortable.
About a thousand years ago, Di Jun first said goodbye. After all, it had been a long time since he came to the wilderness. Although Yugu's Yang energy is quite suitable for them.
But after all, this is someone else¡¯s territory, and you can¡¯t build it however you want.
Taiyi actually didn¡¯t want to leave, and even wanted to go to Ziyu Mountain with Wu Chu and the others, but was forcibly taken away by Di Jun. If your cultivation level is no more than the middle stage of Da Luo, why do you dare not work hard?
You know, even Wu Chu now has the cultivation level of the middle Da Luo!
This stimulation is still effective. Thinking that when I first met Wu Chu, he didn't even have the cultivation level of Jinxian, but now he has caught up with them, it is really time to work hard.
A few days later, the two sad brothers were the next to leave. They felt that it was time to return to the western land to engage in construction. Although the earth veins of the Western Land have been repaired, but with the loss of four ancestral veins, and the loss of the spiritual energy of the entire Western Land, the place will definitely become extremely barren in the future, and it is necessary to find a way to improve it.
Seeing this, a few days later, the three Kunlun brothers also left. Tongtian TrailIn fact, it was the same as Taiyi, he didn't want to go back. After all, these people speak much better than the original guy, and they are all talented people. It's great for everyone to eat, drink, and talk!
In the end, the Supreme Master still spoke, and Tongtian had no choice but to follow.
¡°After all, the boss is on the side of the second child, and the third child has to listen.
After they all left, Wu Chu and the others also said goodbye. Then Fuxi Nuwa, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, and Die Niang also followed Wu Chu.
Before leaving, Prince Dong secretly gave a hibiscus tree branch to Wu Chu and wished him to cultivate higher-level silkworms.
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This time, when passing by the center of the East China Sea, what was waiting on the sea was Qingqiu Zhi, an old fox. He came specifically to wait for the fox ancestor Qingqiu Li.
When the miserable duo left Fuso, returned to the western land, and passed by the East China Sea, Qingqiu Zhi received news from the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and then waited here.
"Zhi Qingqiu, I have met my ancestors and all of you seniors!"
Wu Chu patted the back of Qingqiu Li's hand and said with a smile: "Go ahead! I believe he has a lot to say to you. Let's wait in front."
Qingqiu Li nodded and jumped towards Qingqiu Zhi.
Qingqiu Zhi looked at Qingqiu Li floating over, his eyes became moist, "Ancestor"
Qingqiu Li frowned slightly, stretched out her hand to lightly brush her eyelids, and then hummed softly: "Okay, okay! You are still crying and crying at your age, and you have no future"
Although he was scolded, Qingqiu Zhi still grinned stupidly, because he clearly saw his ancestor wiping the moisture from the corners of his eyes just now.
The ancestor is still the same ancestor as before!
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On the other side, Wu Chu patted Jueying's neck and said, "Let's go! Go and wait in front."
Fuxi glanced at Qingqiu Li and Qingqiu Li who seemed to be far away behind him, and said, "Have these Qingqiu foxes never returned to Qingqiu?"
Wu Chu nodded and said: "Since we were separated, we have never come back. Later, the Qilin and Feng tribes only sent some small Qingqiu foxes back to Qingqiu, and the others" Wu Chu He didn't continue talking, but reached out and touched the little fox's head.
Because the parents and grandfather of the little fox Qingqiu Yu were also among the dead Qingqiu Fox.
Qingqiu Chen, Qing Qiu Yin, Qing Qiu Yun those wise men of the Fox Clan, especially Qing Qiu Chen, the first primitive creature that Wu Chu had ever seen besides Xiao Yueling.
Thinking that these creatures had gone with the wind, Wu Chu couldn't help but sigh.
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