After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 94
In the end, what Song Jingmo got was a plate of green grapes that were no different from polished jade beads.

Sweet and sour, with a strong fruity aroma, you can feel the crispy flesh bursting out of juice when you bite down.

Chi Zhishu mixed a few grapes and ate them. Seeing that Nan Tao was about to put away the flowerpot, he hurried over.

"Senior sister Putao, what about me?"

"What kind of grapes do you eat?" Nan Tao glanced at Chi Zhishu, not very disdainful.

"Let me think about it—"

Before Chi Zhishu could think it over, Nan Tao picked a bunch of grapes.

Each fruit of this bunch of grapes is round, blackish purple, purple in black, and big in size.

Chi Zhishu happily took it, and was about to share it with his seniors, but was stopped by Nan Tao.

"You eat it yourself, they still have more."

Hearing what Nantao said, Chi Zhishu didn't think there was a problem, so he happily grabbed one and bit it open, his eyes and eyebrows wrinkled in one place.

"It's so sour!" Chi Zhishu, who took a while to get over the tension, covered his mouth with one hand, with tears in his eyes.

"Sister!"

"These are grapes. Grapes are sour. Didn't you say that, Zhishu?" Nan Tao made a face at him, quickly spawned other kinds of grapes, picked them and put them in the basket.

Song Jingmo held a bunch of grapes in his hand, and squatted down to watch Nan Tao busy.

"Sister, how did this vine produce different grapes?" With such a vine, you can eat any kind of grape you want.If you also learn it yourself, you don’t have to worry about the supply of fruit being cut off in the future.

"Spiritual power itself can transform all things, and pointing the soul can make the creatures transformed by spiritual power have a superficial consciousness. Although grapes are produced by vines, what kind of grapes the vine produces depends on what I want it to produce. Such grapes."

"If you don't infuse a lot of spiritual power, the grapes will not be successfully enlightened. They can only be regarded as ordinary semi-finished products."

"Another advantage is that the aura content of the fruit obtained in this way is more abundant."

"The only thing to note is that spiritual plants with different attributes need spiritual cultivation with different attributes of spiritual power to activate spiritual power. In a sense, spiritual cultivation without attribute spiritual power means that you will not be able to activate spiritual power for life."

"Is it also the spiritual cultivation of the monster clan?"

"If it is a monster with special talent, it is an exception."

"I remember that there was a race where enlightenment was as easy as eating and drinking." Nan Tao plucked the last bunch of grapes and put them on the top of the basket. put it on the table.

Song Jingmo had nothing to do, so he took out the pots, pans, pans, plates, cups and spoons that he carried with him, and cooked them while thinking. He baked local bread in a Dan stove, cooked grape jam with a medicinal cauldron, and took the time to make raisins one by one. Yam.

"What are you doing, little junior sister?"

"Make something to eat, it should be ready for breakfast." Song Jingmo took the yeast-fermented dough.

Seeing that her level of precision in manipulating spiritual power was comparable to many famous spiritual chefs he had seen, Su Changhuan rolled his eyes.

When there is no entanglement of love or hatred, eating a mouthful of delicious food that can appease the stomach is a beautiful thing that people like her can't help but pursue.

Nan Putao put the vine potted plants in the sun, and moved a stool to bask in the sun with the vines. She took the bottle again, and watched intently as the black mist in the bottle slowly condensed into a ball.

Chi Zhishu ate sour grapes, and his teeth were sore. He didn't bother the two senior sisters. He smelled the sweet smell of food, and habitually moved around Song Jingmo to watch her work.

Song Jingmo gave him the job of peeling the grapes.

Others may not be able to do such unreliable work as peeling grapes, which can be done well... right?

When the raisins and mochi were ready, Song Jingmo was about to make grape green tea. He saw that there were only a few grapes that had been peeled. Looking carefully, Chi Zhishu was peeling the grapes with spiritual power, and the skin of each grape was as delicate as a carving .

What was peeled was an ordinary black grape with a thick skin. Song Jingmo took one by himself, tore a small opening, and with a little force in the hand holding the grape, a whole grape pulp was peeled out.

"Little Junior Sister, you can't do this, you haven't peeled it off, look at the purple ones, you have to clean them—"

"Brother Zhishu, in your opinion, what do you think the peeled grapes should be used for?"

Chi Zhishu held the grapes and blinked blankly.

"I do not know?"

"Then why can't the grapes be used if they are peeled like me?"

"It hasn't been peeled?" Chi Zhishu gradually realized that he was angering an existence with a higher status in the sect than himself, and this time there was a little suspicion in his voice.

"Who said that this is not peeled well?"

"I—I said?" Chi Zhishu replied uncertainly.

"Then I will trouble Brother Zhishu to prepare enough peeled grapes as soon as possible, about a hundred."

Chi Zhishu had no choice but to speed up.

Finally, enough grapes were peeled before everyone gathered around.

The whole green grape pulp was mercilessly crushed and put into the light amber grape green tea. Chi Zhishu's eyes widened, his mouth moved, and finally he took his leftover half-bunch of grapes and shrank to the corner In the shadows, he continued to eat grapes without spitting out grape skins or grape seeds.

Bitten into pieces and swallowed.

The grape seeds are a bit bitter and astringent, and the thick grape skins are especially sour. Chi Zhishu's face is wrinkled, but his hands keep stuffing the grapes into his mouth.

It’s so sour—well, it’s so sour—one more—it’s really sour and exciting—

After getting everything ready, Song Jingmo greeted the brothers and sisters who had already left the room one after another to have breakfast.

The spirit boat is in the style of a building boat, and it is a medium-sized spirit boat that Nan Tao took a long time to dig out. The speed is stable and the movement is gentle.

The baked earth bread is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. If you eat it like this, you can get a strong aroma of grains. If you spread it with grape jam, it will taste sour and sweet.

Grape fruit tea is slightly sour and can relieve greasy.

The raisin mochi is full of milk, you can take one bite.

"There is still an hour to arrive at Zongmen. It is recommended to eat and drink well." Nan Tao reminded warmly while biting a slice of bread.

Everyone was a little reserved at first, but after hearing Nan Tao's reminder, they immediately returned to their nature and each used their housekeeping skills to pick food from their own plates.

That's all about the food, it's barely enough to cover the bottom, and it's completely impossible to eat enough.

Song Jingmo, who prepared breakfast according to his previous appetite, silently took out a dozen bottles of Bigu Pill and put them on the table.

"new taste."

She just thought that eating these would make ordinary people eat less, and she forgot that her senior brothers and sisters were not ordinary people at all.

Careless.

When the spirit boat landed, Song Jingmo was pushed into the spirit realm first.

The girl with black hair and golden eyes looked at her with a smile in her eyes, and there were countless stars shining in her face.

"Unexpectedly!" Song Jingmo burst into a smile almost immediately, and ran towards the person who was quietly waiting at the entrance of the spirit realm.

No need to ask, no need to hesitate.

(End of this chapter)