The daily life of farming and opening up wasteland in the elf world

"I'm coming."

Fan Xing responded aloud to prevent the person in charge from knocking on the door of his house. If he didn't make a sound, the person in charge of the construction site might really do it.

As soon as he opened the door, Fan Xing saw a strong man with a height of nearly two meters. His face was covered by beard, and he couldn't see any expression. He looked at Fan Xing who opened the door and smiled at him, his big white teeth shaking. Fan Xing's eyes hurt.

Fan Xing gave way helplessly. The person in charge is a very warm-hearted guy. Fan Xing just went to the construction site a few days ago, and this person took him to chat all afternoon, and the two got to know each other naturally.

And this guy is very interesting. When he installed solar power generation equipment for the college, he also applied for a set from the alliance for Fan Xing. The procedure for getting it from the alliance was also very fast, so there was an additional set of solar energy collection not far from Fan Xing’s home. This also makes Fan Xing feel embarrassed, after all, this person is so interested in him, Fan Xing can't say anything to say no to him.

The person in charge of the construction site came in and saw Du who was about to faint on the sofa and raised his brows in surprise, but he didn't say anything.

He explained the construction situation of the construction site to Fan Xing, and then took out an envelope from his arms. Fan Xing took the leather bag and looked it over carefully, and found that it was really just like what he said, it was given to the elves of Fan Xing's family by the alliance. salary.

"Uncle Miyamoto, don't you need it? After all, I asked my elves to help, and they are also training their skill proficiency, so they don't need to be paid."

This uncle named Miyamoto shook his head when he heard Fan Xing's words, and then patted Fan Xing's shoulder vigorously.

"You can't say that, after all, these days are really tiring, and even if you don't need the salary, you can still buy some delicious and fun things for your elves, and reward them well, after all, the money is theirs It’s earned through labor, and the alliance doesn’t say it owes the elves wages.”

Fan Xing nodded, put the envelope on the table, and brought Uncle Miyamoto to the dining table, brought him some hot drinks and desserts, and the two chatted about the Elf Academy.

Uncle Miyamoto first explained the construction of the Elf Academy to Fan Xing, and then explained the various facilities in detail.

He took out a notebook from his pocket, which listed the construction status of the various facilities of the Elf Academy, as well as the costs already spent, maintenance costs, etc. The methods are well documented.

Fan Xing took the notebook and checked it one by one. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he nodded to Uncle Miyamoto. Miyamoto smiled, then took a sip of juice and some dessert, and then had a chat with Fan Xing. Greeting ready to return to the construction site.

Fan Xing sent him out and thought for a while, then put on his raincoat and rushed towards the construction site. He quickened his pace to catch up with the figure of Uncle Miyamoto who was holding an umbrella in front, and then called him.

"Uncle Miyamoto, I'd better go to the construction site with you, just in time for me to take a look at the construction situation."

Miyamoto nodded without refusing, but moved his body to signal Fan Xing to go under the umbrella, Fan Xing shook his head.

When they came to the Elf Academy in the rain, Fan Xing and Uncle Miyamoto checked together. The elves and construction workers who met the construction site on the road greeted Miyamoto.

After turning it around again, Fan Xing praised the efficiency of the alliance again in his heart. If this efficiency could be called a miracle in his previous life.

The college, which covers an area of ​​six or seven acres, was built in just five or six days, and not only was the decoration completed, but also various details were well repaired. Fan Xing was very satisfied.

"Okay, little brother Fan Xing, then we are going back to the alliance to report to the alliance, and within a day or two there should be a dedicated staff member from the alliance bringing the academy elves to report to you."

Fan Xing nodded and thanked Uncle Miyamoto. Miyamoto waved his hand indifferently and organized the construction site to prepare to go back.

Fan Xing also called the elves of his own family over, and formed a shield in the air with superpowers and led them to the farm together.

The next day, Fan Xing was lying on the bed staring at the ceiling with dull eyes. The continuous rain for several days made the air very humid, and he couldn't sleep comfortably.

Fan Xing struggled to get himself out of the quilt, and then cleaned himself up in a depressed mood. He went to the kitchen and prepared breakfast for the elves at home.

Last night, the elves at home expressed that they wanted hot soup in the morning, so today Fan Xing got up early and prepared to make tree fruit soup for them.

The two maninis kneaded the dough nimbly, and then wrapped them into buns. They have been trained by Fan Xing now, and they are very good at pastry.Basically, he has taken over the making of buns and dumplings from Fan Xing.

When they first came here, they were not good at this job at all, and it took Fan Xing a long time to teach them.

Now they made the buns not only quickly, but also in a very beautiful shape. They looked at Fan Xing who was making the soup and hummed in a good mood, and put the buns in the steamer to steam them.

Fan Xing put the lid on the soup pot in front of him, opened the jar of pickles from the corner of the kitchen, looked inside, and found that the pickles that had been pickled in it were almost eaten up now.

He took out all the pickles that were almost at the end, then cut a small half into shreds, put some seasoning on it, and he planned to wrap the rest into pickle-flavored buns.

The two maninis looked at Fan Xing's movements and expressions, and their joy at the beginning turned into horror. They couldn't understand the pickle-flavored buns, what kind of smell was that?

But seeing Fan Xing's actions, they could only resign themselves to helping Fan Xing mix stuffing and noodles.

The magic wall puppet who got up early in the living room is cleaning with a feather duster. It is raining now, and the air is very humid. The magic wall puppet dare not wipe the house carefully with a wet rag, so it can only dust with a feather duster.

At this time, the doorbell rang outside the hut, and the magic wall puppet tilted its head in doubt. Who will come this early in the morning?

However, despite the doubts, the magic wall puppet moved quickly to the door and opened it, and then looked at the two strangers in raincoats outside the door.

The two were a little surprised when they saw the magic wall puppet guarding the door. Fan Xing stuck his head out from the kitchen when he heard the movement, and then saw that they had some guesses about their shapes. He wiped his hands on the apron, and then Walk towards the door.

"How are you all, are you sent by the alliance?"

The two people were obviously relieved when they saw Fan Xing. Fan Xing signaled them to come in. The two went into the hut and took off their raincoats. Only then did Fan Xing see their faces clearly. The two people who came were a man and a woman, but the two of them All pink hair.