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Chapter 121, Little Fish
Chapter 121, Little Fish
Just as Long Batian finished lamenting, Feng Qingluo came in again and said, "Longlong, help me plant the Ganoderma lucidum when you have time! I'm going to town in two days, and I just want to exchange it for silver. "
Long Batian worked hard to be lucky, if he had blood, he would vomit it out.
Feng Qingluo withdrew her consciousness, holding the pheasant in one hand and the medicine hoe in the other, and returned to Luoxia Village in a happy mood. She didn't expect that there was a surprise waiting for her at home.
As soon as she entered the house, she went straight to the stove, but she didn't expect three small fishes to swim happily in the wooden basin usually used to wash vegetables.
"Where did the fish come from?" Feng Qingluo's eyes lit up, she was worrying about having no place to buy fish fry, but she didn't expect this to be delivered to her door!
The old patriarch Feng came in after Feng Qingluo, and said helplessly after hearing the words: "Qin Zhi caught it back." Before Feng Qingluo could answer, she continued: "What do you do with such a small fish? Catch it between your teeth It's all too small."
Feng Qingluo smiled and said: "Grandma, I said I wanted Qin Zhi to catch the little fish."
"What do you want the little fry for?" Elder Feng asked vigilantly, feeling that the granddaughter was going to make trouble again.
Sure enough, Feng Qingluo said happily: "I want to raise them, but this fish came too suddenly, I haven't dug my pond yet! It seems that I have to find a place to raise them first."
Elder Feng Patriarch...
She really wanted to open her granddaughter's head to see if something had gotten in recently, but she thought it came out as soon as it came out.Before she could figure out how to persuade her, Feng Qingluo went out with the basin in her hand, and then came back soon with the empty basin.The old patriarch Feng looked at the empty wooden basin, and let her swallow the words that had been organized.Forget it, my granddaughter can't afford too much trouble, so let her go!
How did the old patriarch Feng know that his granddaughter had already figured out where to dig the pond, so he would start working when he returned to the town after selling ganoderma and herbs.
But now Feng Qingluo was busy killing chickens, so she didn't explain too much.
To kill a chicken, you have to bleed it first. Feng Qingluo tried several times but didn't dare to do it, which made the old patriarch Feng disgusted again. She asked Feng Qingluo to grab the wings and feet of the pheasant, squinted her eyes and gave it with trembling hands. The pheasant wiped the neck.While bleeding, he continued to babble, "Such a good pheasant can be exchanged for more than a dozen catties of rice at least if you take it to the town. You just eat it like this, you really can't live!"
Feng Qingluo grinned: "Grandma, our family has food."
The old patriarch Feng warned her earnestly, "You must know how to live a long life. If you eat this meal, you must think about the next meal. If you eat today, you must think about tomorrow. If you eat this year, you must think about next year. Only in this way can life be long. For long-term considerations, there must be near-term worries, the ancients had great wisdom!"
Feng Qingluo's face was full of humility, "Yes, yes, what grandma said is very reasonable, I will definitely live on a budget in the future."
She learned this trick from Qin Zhi. Every time she told Qin Zhi not to take risks, he readily agreed, and then continued to go her own way, completely disregarding her own safety.
In the end, it was useless to roast the pheasant. The patriarch Feng is so old that he is not suitable for eating roasted food, and it is not easy to digest.
Chop the pheasant into big pieces, put it in a pot and add water to stew it. Except for two slices of ginger and a little salt, nothing else is put in. Even eating the original flavor can make people bite their tongues.
No way, I'm all hungry!There is no oil and water in the stomach, and everything tastes delicious.
After the pheasant was stewed, Feng Qingluo looked at the sky and wanted to go and see how everyone's land reclamation was going, and bring some water to Qin Zhi and the others by the way.
Feng Qingluo was carrying a crock of spiritual spring water, and as soon as she went out, she saw Feng Yuelan. It was strange that Feng Yuelan had time to stare at the other side of the creek in a daze. Feng Qingluo curiously looked in the direction she was looking, In an instant, the whole person was not well.
Feng Yuelan was looking in the direction of Bai Jingxing's bamboo house!
(End of this chapter)
Just as Long Batian finished lamenting, Feng Qingluo came in again and said, "Longlong, help me plant the Ganoderma lucidum when you have time! I'm going to town in two days, and I just want to exchange it for silver. "
Long Batian worked hard to be lucky, if he had blood, he would vomit it out.
Feng Qingluo withdrew her consciousness, holding the pheasant in one hand and the medicine hoe in the other, and returned to Luoxia Village in a happy mood. She didn't expect that there was a surprise waiting for her at home.
As soon as she entered the house, she went straight to the stove, but she didn't expect three small fishes to swim happily in the wooden basin usually used to wash vegetables.
"Where did the fish come from?" Feng Qingluo's eyes lit up, she was worrying about having no place to buy fish fry, but she didn't expect this to be delivered to her door!
The old patriarch Feng came in after Feng Qingluo, and said helplessly after hearing the words: "Qin Zhi caught it back." Before Feng Qingluo could answer, she continued: "What do you do with such a small fish? Catch it between your teeth It's all too small."
Feng Qingluo smiled and said: "Grandma, I said I wanted Qin Zhi to catch the little fish."
"What do you want the little fry for?" Elder Feng asked vigilantly, feeling that the granddaughter was going to make trouble again.
Sure enough, Feng Qingluo said happily: "I want to raise them, but this fish came too suddenly, I haven't dug my pond yet! It seems that I have to find a place to raise them first."
Elder Feng Patriarch...
She really wanted to open her granddaughter's head to see if something had gotten in recently, but she thought it came out as soon as it came out.Before she could figure out how to persuade her, Feng Qingluo went out with the basin in her hand, and then came back soon with the empty basin.The old patriarch Feng looked at the empty wooden basin, and let her swallow the words that had been organized.Forget it, my granddaughter can't afford too much trouble, so let her go!
How did the old patriarch Feng know that his granddaughter had already figured out where to dig the pond, so he would start working when he returned to the town after selling ganoderma and herbs.
But now Feng Qingluo was busy killing chickens, so she didn't explain too much.
To kill a chicken, you have to bleed it first. Feng Qingluo tried several times but didn't dare to do it, which made the old patriarch Feng disgusted again. She asked Feng Qingluo to grab the wings and feet of the pheasant, squinted her eyes and gave it with trembling hands. The pheasant wiped the neck.While bleeding, he continued to babble, "Such a good pheasant can be exchanged for more than a dozen catties of rice at least if you take it to the town. You just eat it like this, you really can't live!"
Feng Qingluo grinned: "Grandma, our family has food."
The old patriarch Feng warned her earnestly, "You must know how to live a long life. If you eat this meal, you must think about the next meal. If you eat today, you must think about tomorrow. If you eat this year, you must think about next year. Only in this way can life be long. For long-term considerations, there must be near-term worries, the ancients had great wisdom!"
Feng Qingluo's face was full of humility, "Yes, yes, what grandma said is very reasonable, I will definitely live on a budget in the future."
She learned this trick from Qin Zhi. Every time she told Qin Zhi not to take risks, he readily agreed, and then continued to go her own way, completely disregarding her own safety.
In the end, it was useless to roast the pheasant. The patriarch Feng is so old that he is not suitable for eating roasted food, and it is not easy to digest.
Chop the pheasant into big pieces, put it in a pot and add water to stew it. Except for two slices of ginger and a little salt, nothing else is put in. Even eating the original flavor can make people bite their tongues.
No way, I'm all hungry!There is no oil and water in the stomach, and everything tastes delicious.
After the pheasant was stewed, Feng Qingluo looked at the sky and wanted to go and see how everyone's land reclamation was going, and bring some water to Qin Zhi and the others by the way.
Feng Qingluo was carrying a crock of spiritual spring water, and as soon as she went out, she saw Feng Yuelan. It was strange that Feng Yuelan had time to stare at the other side of the creek in a daze. Feng Qingluo curiously looked in the direction she was looking, In an instant, the whole person was not well.
Feng Yuelan was looking in the direction of Bai Jingxing's bamboo house!
(End of this chapter)
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