Traveling Through the Stars

  Chapter 2353 Harvest

  The fruit growing on the tall branches is big and red. It is gratifying how you look at it.

  Why don't you let her pick it? Guan Zhuting looked at the fruit on the branch and felt itchy, but Luo Bi worried that she was from the heart, and Guan Zhuting's heart was full of unspeakable joy.

  One fruit tree picked one branch and changed another one. The fruit tree produced too many fruits. Robbie didn't pick one by one. He dragged it down and threw it into the small bamboo basket.

  The remaining thunder flame warriors picked, she did not dare to step on the tree branches to climb high.

The fruit branches and leaves were luxuriant, and the fruit was hidden inside, pulled out and picked several. When the small bamboo basket was full, Luo Bi looked around and saw that all the fruits on the nearby branches were picked up. He lifted the small bamboo basket and stepped down the ladder. .

  A total of five large bamboo baskets for holding fruits are prepared. Now they are full of dangdang. The round ones are ripe red and black fruits, and some have two leaves, which are really called fresh fruits.

  Robi picked a small basket, rinsed it twice, and drained it aside. Anyone who has time can take one to eat. He went back and shouted at the tree: "Mom, it's noon, it's time to cook, you come down."

   "Hey!" Guan Zhuting replied, and didn't get off the tree right away. However, she quickly picked two more red fruits and couldn't help saying, "Why time flies so fast? It's so big now. It's noon."

  Because she didn't pick enough fruit, she felt that time flies quickly, Luo Bi laughed, she thought so too.

  Fruit picking is no better than other tasks. The more you get drier, the more you want to do it. If there is no existence, it’s enough.

  Feng Ling just came back from the task of roasting exotic animal meat at noon, and there is no shortage of ingredients at home. Under the rain, Guan Zhuting picked a few small cucumbers, a handful of beans, and a handful of green vegetables from the vegetable field, and went back to the kitchen to work.

  When the lunch was finished, Luo Bi shouted: "Don't work, eat."

  Thunder and flame warriors jumped down from the tree, and poured a small basket full of black fruits into a large bamboo basket. Luo Hang estimated the output: "These fruit trees are not low in yield. I estimate that one tree is 100 catties."

  Fengling and Huaran nodded, the large bamboo baskets contained a hundred kilograms of fruit. At present, the five fruit trees have not yet been picked. The five baskets are already full, and one fruit tree yields one hundred kilograms.

  Everyone was happy, Fengling let Luo Bi take a nap after eating, and the Thunder Flame Warriors continued to pick the fruit.

  Luo Bi couldn't sleep with excitement when he thought of the fruit harvest at home. He tossed on the bed for a while before getting up and staying asleep. The fruit trees on the courtyard shelf are almost ready. Robbie, who is high up, is afraid to go up. She can only wait under the tree for someone's small basket to be filled. She picks it up and pours it into the big bamboo basket.

  In fact, she can go to the refining space to pick a fruit tree to pick the fruit, but who wants to stay alone, not even talking, Luo Bi will not go, just join in the fun here.

  Waiting for the fruit trees on the courtyard gallery side to finish picking, everyone moved to the refining space.

  There are two red fruit trees planted in the refining space, one black fruit tree, plus three purple grape trees, the number is not small. Time was a little tight, and the Thunder Flame Warrior chose a fruit tree, and Luo Bi and Guan Zhuting picked purple grapes.

  Purple grape fruit does not need to go up the tree, some of the purple grape fruit can reach it by reaching out. The taller ones step on the step ladder, and the bunches of fruit are round and puffy.

  Calculating the time, everyone speeded up, and they were so busy that they hadn’t finished picking.

Although there are still   , but there is not much left, scattered on the tree.

  (End of this chapter)