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

Fan Xing walked along the road in a good mood, followed by a bunch of ducks with green onions.

Although the onion ducks were covered with bandages, their expressions were also very happy.

According to what they said, they had a fair battle with the Lucky Eggs today. Although they lost, it was not ashamed. They have to work harder to defeat the Lucky Eggs as soon as possible.

Although their thoughts were very optimistic, Fan Xing didn't expect too much from them, but Fan Xing didn't discourage them either. After all, it's a great thing to be self-motivated.

Fan Xing even supported them very much, a duck with green onions bouncing towards Fan Xing, then waved the green onions on Fan Xing at Fan Xing.

Fan Xing looked at the movements of the big onion duck, thought for a while, and then nodded thoughtfully.

"Do you want me to teach you fighting skills?"

Hearing Fan Xing's words, the Onion Duck nodded happily, and the other Onion Ducks who were walking slowly surrounded them with interest.

Watching their movements, Fan Xing felt a little bit of crying and laughing, but after thinking about it, it was okay to teach the onion ducks fighting skills. By the way, he could also teach the other elves in the family.

Thinking of this, Fan Xing nodded generously, and then rubbed the dull hair on the head of the duck with green onions next to him.

"Yes, no problem, how about we go to the stone factory on the back mountain of the farm after lunch? Don't you usually like to go there to split stones? I will teach you some things over there today. techniques at your disposal,"

The Onion Ducks nodded happily, Fan Xing was infected by their emotions and smiled.

Back at the farm, the Onion Ducks and Fan Xing shook their wings, and then went back to the dormitory together. Fan Xing went to the warehouse where the large energy cube manufacturing machines were stored. The energy cubes at home were not enough, so he had to make some.

When he came to the warehouse, Fan Xing looked at the berries stored in the warehouse, and then sighed.

These berries were bought before, and they are almost used up now, but the berries grown at home will not come down for several days, and the quality is not good.

The main reason is that when the fruit trees at home are growing, the weather is so bad that they can't absorb good nutrition at all.

The energy contained in the berries grown at home is only enough to make mid-level energy cubes. If you want to make high-level ones, you still need Fan Xing to buy them.

Fan Xing picked and picked among the piles of berries, and picked out the berries that had been bought for the longest time, intending to make them into energy cubes to prevent them from breaking.

Although the skin of the fruit is hard and very resistant to storage, the nutrition will decrease if it is stored for too long.

The sound of a large machine starting soon came from the warehouse, and the booming sound of the machine was endless. Fan Xing blocked his ears with superpowers to feel better.

He quickly manipulated the large energy cube manufacturing machine, and after a while, a large number of primary and intermediate energy cubes fell from the entrance of the machine.

Fan Xing separated the energy cubes with a bucket and put them in the warehouse. The magic wall dolls would come to clean up these energy cubes later. Most of them were rations for ducks with green onions.

Most of the rations of other elves are made by Fan Xing alone, which are finer and more energy-efficient than those of the onion ducks.

Although this is unfair to the onion ducks, there is no way around it. There are too many onion ducks. If Fan Xing cooks them one by one, even if he is busy for a week, it may not be enough for the onion ducks.

After making half a month's worth of scallion duck, Fan Xing stopped, and then stretched himself in front of the machine.

He checked the tree fruit storage again, and after confirming that it was still sufficient, he locked the warehouse door and returned to the hut.

When he came to the hut, he glanced at Du who was lying on the sofa watching TV, and Kuailong who was lying on the sofa in a similar posture to Du, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Wouldn't it be enough to let this person and one elf go to Hualan City to help him buy high-grade fruit?In this way, he can be busy with his own business, and they can find something to do when they have nothing to do every day, and they can run back and forth several times in less than a few minutes at the speed of a fast dragon.

Thinking that Fan Xing here came in front of Du, blocking Du's view of watching TV, and Du looked at Fan Xing with his arms crossed in front of him with some doubts.

"You and Kuailong will go to Hualan City after dinner to help me buy some high-level fruit and come back. The tree fruit at home is gone. Your Kuailong eats and drinks so many high-level energy cubes every day, yes It’s time to start paying off.”

Du glanced at Fan Xing with some distress, and then took a bank card from Fan Xing with a sad face.

Fan Xing looked at the knowledgeable Du and nodded with satisfaction, and wrote down on a piece of paper for Du the types of berries he needed and where to buy them.

He also wrote down a few contact information by the way. These are the channels that Fan Xing found in Hualan City over the years. The fruit they sell is not only effective, but also relatively affordable.

Kuailong, who was on the sofa with exactly the same movements as Du, looked at Fan Xing's two-page notebook full of writing, and curled his lips.

Fan Xing seemed to have sensed something, and turned to look at him, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Do you have any objections, fat house dragon? If you have any objections, hold them back, honestly go and buy things for me in the afternoon, or you will have good fruit to eat."

Hearing Fan Xing's words, the crossing Kuailong stretched out a paw to his face, and made a face at Fan Xing.

Seeing this, Fan Xing snorted, put down the pen, walked up to Kuailong, grabbed his beard with one hand, and threw him to the floor with an over-the-shoulder fall.

Fan Xing stepped on Kuailong's soft belly, and then pulled his beard.

"Give me~be honest~obedient~work~understand??_?"

Du shrugged helplessly behind Fan Xing, and Kuailong on the ground looked at Du indignantly, then let out a breath of white air, and temporarily succumbed to Fan Xing's lust.