Farmer’s Wife Has Magic Skills

   Chapter 514 Chapter 514. That is an illusion

  Every dish looks appetizing and smells delicious. Everyone has been salivating since they entered the house. When they heard that they could eat, they didn't want to wait any longer and couldn't wait to eat.

  Chu Qingzhi cut up the chestnut pie and gave Tang Jinghong a big piece, "Try this, chestnut pie, it's similar to apple pie."

  Tang Jinghong took a sip. The chestnut pie was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, not very sweet, exuding a strong roasted aroma, and he was conquered in one bite.

   "It's so delicious." Wu Yaqing ate a piece of chestnut roast chicken, and gave Chu Qingzhi a thumbs up.

  Chu Qingzhi picked up a chestnut for her, "Eat more if you like."

  Wu Yaqing smiled brightly at Chu Qingzhi, but said something with distress, "Qingzhi, I feel like I'm getting fat."

  Chu Qingzhi said seriously, "You are delusional."

  Wu Yaqing pinched her face, was it an illusion? It obviously feels a lot more fleshy.

  Jun Hongyu looked at the delicious food on the table, and thinking of Wen Shaoyuan, she hesitated for a moment, and lightly pulled Chu Qingzhi's clothes, "Qingzhi, I want to send some to Shaoyuan, is that okay?"

   "Okay, there are so many, everyone can't finish it." Chu Qingzhi looked at the slightly shy Hongyu Jun, is this getting better? Good thing!

  Jun Hongyu went to the kitchen to get a food box, took a small portion of each dish and put it in the food box, and sent it to Wen Shaoyuan, "Shaoyuan."

  Wen Shaoyuan was cooking at Tang Jinghong's house. He had just lit the fire when he heard Hong Yujun's voice. Turning around, a beautiful girl came towards him, holding a food box in her hand.

  Jun Hongyu sent the food box in front of Wen Shaoyuan, "It's specially given to you, you don't have to cook it yourself."

  Wen Shaoyuan took the food box over. It was more than ten years ago that his sister delivered food to him last time. His knuckle fingers tightly clenched the handle, and his heart became warm.

   "Thank you, you can go back to eat."

  Jun Hongyu nodded with a smile, "I'm leaving."

  Wen Shaoyuan watched Hong Yujun's beautiful figure, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and soft light flickered in his eyes.

  …

  Chu Qingzhi and the others ate in the dining room on the first floor, while the young monk ate on the second floor.

  Monks and ordinary people generally have different seats. Ordinary people eat meat, and monks eat vegetarian food. It is a very offensive behavior to serve meat dishes to monks, so they usually eat separately.

  Chu Qingzhi also cooked a lot of delicious food for him, such as roasted cauliflower, ground three delicacies, and Dongpo tofu.

  The little guy should be used to eating like this. He sat there obediently, put his hands together and muttered a few words, then picked up the chopsticks and began to eat slowly.

   "Wow! The dishes at Master Chu's house are delicious."

  The little monk sucked his mouth and let out an exclamation, and then he had no time to speak, his cheeks bulged, and he ate happily.

  …

   After eating, Chu Qingzhi went to the refrigerator to pick up a chicken and sent it to Dabai.

  Dabai can hunt by himself, and the food she sends is just a snack.

  Dabai had already slept in the tiger’s den, and he looked no different from a cat. He was lying there with his chin resting on his paws, sleeping comfortably, but his vigilance was not low.

  As soon as it heard the footsteps, it immediately pricked up its ears and opened its eyes. The amber eyes reflected bursts of brilliance and majesty in the sunlight.

   Originally very majestic, but as soon as she saw Chu Qingzhi, she appeared silly, jumped up and rubbed against Chu Qingzhi's leg with the tiger's head, that appearance was both silly and cute.

  Chu Qingzhi brought the chicken to Dabai, "Do you want to eat?"

  Dabai raised his head to look at Chu Qingzhi, and then snatched the chicken away with an "oooooooooooo".

  Tang Jinghong prepared Dabai a large bowl for eating and a basin for drinking water. Dabai liked to put the chicken into the bowl cleanly before eating.

   "Eat slowly, I'm leaving." Chu Qingzhi turned and walked out of the yard of Tang Jinghong's house, and walked to the factory area. She planned to see the saplings that everyone planted in the morning.

  The fence of the factory area has changed from being bare to a world of saplings. It is probably planned by Tang Jinghong. The saplings just happened to be planted around the fence, but the spacing is a bit large.

  There is no one in the factory except the three wolves. Chu Qingzhi raised her hand, and the spiritual energy flew over, nourishing the saplings, and the saplings soon began to take root.

   The breeze blows gently, and the tender green leaves flutter gently, full of vitality.

  …

   Xing Jindong brought two young men and came to Chu Family Village with the things Chu Qingzhi asked him to prepare. It happened that Chu Qingzhi came back from the factory.

   Xing Jindong stepped forward quickly, and bowed his hands, "Miss Chu."

  Chu Qingzhi nodded to him, "Come with me."

"good."

  Chu Qingzhi took Xing Jindong to the swing pavilion, first taught him to set up the easel, then fetched two high tables to put paints on, and finally fetched a bamboo tube, and put the paintbrush in a convenient place.

   Things were ready, Chu Qingzhi immediately began to explain.

   Xing Jindong thought to himself, this girl is really racing against time, without foreshadowing, without a word of nonsense, she taught him directly.

  Chu Qingyan, the little monk ran over and stood aside obediently to listen.

  Seeing this scene, Tang Jinghong walked towards Chu Qingzhi as he was planning to go home, "Qingzhi, I also want to learn."

  Chu Qingzhi looked at Tang Jinghong unexpectedly, "Then listen together."

  Chu Qingzhi adopts the teaching method of precept and deed, drawing and explaining at the same time, as long as she grasps the skills, it is easy to draw.

  Chu Qingyan and the little monk raised their heads and looked at Tang Jinghong with round eyes, like two cats squatting there.

  Tang Jinghong deliberately stood between Chu Qingzhi and Xing Jindong. Qingzhi is so good, it would be bad if someone had thoughts that they shouldn't have. He had to kill such signs in the cradle.

  Recently, he has been thinking of a secret language, which is specially used to convey certain messages. Looking at the lines drawn by Chu Qingzhi and listening to her soft and shallow voice, he suddenly had an inspiration.

  Looking to the left, he landed on Chu Qingzhi's fair side face, he thought to himself, Qingzhi is definitely his lucky star.

Xing Jindong listened, and couldn't help but look at Tang Jinghong. The main reason was that Tang Jinghong's presence was too strong. Just standing there gave people a strong sense of oppression. The surrounding air seemed to be thin, making people breathe. difficulty.

  Tang Jinghong turned a blind eye to Xing Jindong, and only listened intently to Chu Qingzhi's explanation, while secretly planning the composition of the secret language.

   An hour passed quickly, and Chu Qingzhi's class was over, "Master Xing, you can practice by yourself, if you have any questions, you can ask me."

   Xing Jindong said quickly, "Thank you Miss Chu."

  Chu Qingzhi said to Chu Qingyan and the little monk, "I'm going to the old house to make soybean paste, are you going?"

  The little monk nodded happily, "Go."

  Chu Qingyan didn't go, "I have to finish the homework assigned by Master."

  Chu Qingzhi patted Chu Qingyan's head, "Go now."

  When they came to the old house, Aunt Zhang and the others were already waiting, but Chu Qingzhi didn't say anything, and immediately started to get busy.

  (end of this chapter)