Is It Possible That Farming Is The Real Cultivation Of Immortals?

"I'll wipe you... Is it easy for me to clean up! Add to the mess!"

An Jia swung a whirlwind tactic and dragged the white goose that was about to fly into the house into the chicken coop.

In the chicken coop, two roosters who cannot be pets are blowing up and fighting again.

Dabai fell from the sky and hit the heads of the two guys directly.

The two guys backed away in fright, seeing that they understood, they immediately pecked at each other.

Dabai was annoyed, it was just for fun, he really thought he was Kun, and beat him up straight away.

Adding up the two cocks was not enough to make a real move, so he shrank to the corner in a daze without temper.

"That's what you should be doing."

An Jia breathed a sigh of relief, and resumed her busy work.

It was getting dark soon, An Jia knew that she had to stop.

So he habitually walked into the house, and raised his hand by the way——

Originally, he was going to throw out the wind cone spear habitually, and hit the bare rock mountain twice, but he still held back.

"Oh... Forget it, let's play some target shooting after dinner."

An Jia stretched her waist, shook her body, cleaned up her fatigue, and walked into the kitchen.

As soon as the pot was opened, there was cold rice in the pot, and two bowls had already been discarded.

There were still unwashed glazed pottery bowls and chopsticks on the stove.

"Did I come back for lunch?" An Jia was puzzled for a while.

I didn't think much about it, maybe I was too busy and forgot.

Thinking about it, it is impossible not to eat, otherwise he is so busy today, how can he have the strength to get it now.

After all the rice is packed up, wash the pot, turn on the fire directly, and heat the pot first.

Although he can eat dry steamed chicken and the like, he still wants to eat a stir-fried dish with both meat and vegetables.

The beauty of fireworks in the world is nothing more than this.

He is used to adding sugar after frying hot oil, which can enhance the freshness.

After all, there is no soy sauce, so just add sugar.

The sugar he uses now is boiled maple syrup...

"Huh? Is the maple syrup used up so quickly? It seems that I have to collect it again."

There is still half a can of maple syrup left, which is very economical on weekdays.

No matter how sparingly you use it, you won't be able to bear him using it every day.

When cooking, don't forget to put a whirlwind trick to control the heat.

After frying the vegetables, serve them with rice and dry them.

One dish, one bowl of rice, all eaten.

Eat it, wash it and leave it overnight, that's all.

Before going to sleep, as usual, throwing a few throwing knives and shooting a few arrows.

Then he ran into the sword pile with the bamboo sword.

After sweating all over, he nourished the green bamboo sword with blood energy, calmed down and went to take a bath.

After taking a bath, I lay down on the reclining chair in the courtyard, enjoyed the coolness for a while, and then went back to the house.

There are two more important things to do.

The first thing is to make a lampshade to hold the oil lamp firmly.

The second thing is to make fishing rods for the real Huaikui.

He doesn't know why, there are fishermen in the fairy world, anyway, they just do it.

The lampshade is easy, just weave it with bamboo strips and paste it with paper.

It's just this paper, used up a little too quickly, so I'll have to go back and do it again.

Anyway, this thing is often made, and it can be saved if it is useless, so there is no need to worry about it being broken.

It's just that rice paper is a bit of a waste...

To be precise, it is uncomfortable to wipe, a little slippery, and it is better to be rough.

"Now that I have a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, I feel comfortable..."

After finishing the work, An Jia went to the study to sit down and write down the things to do tomorrow.

After practicing the fire alchemy again, he fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep, sleeping until night, was suddenly awakened by the noise of chickens and geese.

Needless to say, it was those two chickens fighting again, which alarmed Dabai.

An Jia originally wanted to continue sleeping, but suddenly felt something was wrong, there was a sound downstairs.

Where there was always only one person, suddenly there was another person...

An Jia felt that she was crazy.

Just in case, he still swept out his consciousness.

After scanning, he saw a figure in the kitchen.

However, what a ghost, that figure suddenly disappeared into the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Damn it!"

An Jia was taken aback.

But the next moment, he still heard some voices.

"No...it was stolen!"

He rushed downstairs and rushed into the kitchen, just in time for a dark figure to open the door and rush towards him.

"thief!"

With a low snort, he raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's head, turned around and threw it away.

Off the kitchen is the lobby.

The thief wanted to escape after falling to the ground, but An Jia stepped close to him, held him down and rode on him.

Then he grabbed his chest, raised his fist and smashed violently.

boom! boom! boom!

After a few punches, the thief suddenly tilted his head and lost his breath.

"Isn't it? So brittle? Did I kill someone?"

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