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Published at 24th of April 2022 07:29:48 PM


Chapter 711

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Qin Yilang and Zhan Di are talking to Fengling. They notice the movement of the planting stove tripod and come to see it. The branches and leaves of pomegranate are very lush, and the round pomegranate is large and red. The branches and stems are bent due to too many, which shows the high yield.

"When was it planted?" Qin Yilang asked.

"About ten days ago," Feng Ling replied.

Roger sighed that the seeds of pomegranate can be harvested in more than ten days. It can shake the planting world of the three galaxies.

Wen Yao thought more comprehensively. He said, "it seems that it should be ripe. It's better to pick the durian fruit as soon as possible. It's too easy to attract people's attention here. If it is noticed by interested people, it's bound to be troublesome."

Fengling just had this intention, nodded slightly and said, "fortunately, ABI likes quiet. Generally no one comes to my house."

After watching the durian fruit trees, several people went to the planting field. Wen Xiao washed his hands and was ready to go to the front. When Qin Yilang and Roger caught sight of more than 100 partridge chickens stacked together, the green tendons on his forehead jumped.

"Willing to fight?" Roger asked Fengling. He meant Robbie.

Fengling smiled: "what do you say?"

Roger laughed: "you can get used to it! If Huli dares to scare my partridge chicken to death, I won't be soft hearted."

Fengling smiled and said nothing. He believed that Roger could do it, but so what? It's none of his business how Roger handles family relations. In Fengling's opinion, not to mention that Luo Bi scared more than 100 partridge chickens, even if they were all scared to death, that's it.

Li Feng's cooking is really useless. He said that he didn't make ginseng grass stewed partridge chicken for a change. With the same ingredients, he crushed ginseng grass with special techniques, stuffed it into the belly of partridge chicken, and placed it on the inverted grill for baking.

In addition, he dipped the ginseng juice into the partridge chicken, made a braised partridge chicken, fried partridge chicken, crispy partridge chicken, and marinated several. In short, the fragrance is everywhere.

Fortunately, in winter, the large balconies are closed with glass covers. Otherwise, the residents on the downstairs floors can certainly smell the attractive smell.

Luo Bi poked the communication and called Hu Li. The ingredients were brought to the table and opened a jar of purple grape wine. They washed their hands and sat around for dinner.

The partridge chicken raised by Qin Yilang, Wen Yao and others has only been growing for more than 20 days, and has just grown into a partridge chicken that has not been eaten. Today, there are purple grape wine and ginseng grass partridge chicken. The three ingredients are complete, which is beneficial to improving the combat effectiveness. All the thunder flame soldiers are not polite, so they pick up the right one and have a good time.

After dinner, they cleaned up the table and began to divide the frightened partridge chickens. General Qi LAN heard about it and dialed a communication to Luo Bi: "give me some, too."

The scared partridge chicken is not sick. No one hates it.

"OK, let someone come and take it." Luo Bi doesn't want any. She can't eat anything alive. Who wants to die.

Meng Chi was quickly ordered to come. He had 20 partridges for dinner, and there were 101 partridge chickens left. Everyone shared them equally. After eight o'clock, Qin Yilang took the lead in saying goodbye, and a group of people cheered away.

Seeing them off, Luo Bi rubbed her little claws and said with a smile, "Fengling, let's hurry to pick the pomegranate fruit and make wine immediately after picking it."

After dinner, Fengling moved the pedal ladder and put it next to the planting stove tripod. Luo Bi happily carried a small basket and climbed up to pick durian fruit. She was willing to do this job.

Fengling doesn't need a ladder. He is tall and can pick the fruit by stretching out his hand.




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