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

At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, all the elves on the farm have fallen asleep.

The weather was fine today, and the elves on the farm started their hard training after doing all the farm work on the farm during the day.

In the afternoon, they drank the special black tea from the Busi pot and had a great tea party, which exhausted their energy a lot, so they went to bed early today after being tired all day.

Fan Xing's bedroom was also quiet, and the elves in the bedroom had already entered a state of deep sleep, but Fan Xing, who was lying on the bed, quietly opened his eyes.

He worriedly looked around on the bed several times, and found that the demon fire red fox and the others had indeed entered a deep sleep state, then put on the slippers lightly, opened the bedroom door, and sneaked into the kitchen .

Today's hot weather has made Fan Xing addicted to ice cream. Now he really wants to eat a pure natural and very delicious fruit ice cream.

But it's a pity that the elves at home are very strict with his recipes. They rarely let Fan Xing eat ice cream, which they think is not a healthy cold drink.

Especially the Maninis, they wish Fan Xing could eat healthy every day, which made Fan Xing, an ice cream lover, a little bit unbearable.

In the past, in weather like today, he and the elves at home basically had to hold an ice cream in their hands every day.

This year, because of Manini's arrival, he didn't even see a shadow of ice cream.

But it doesn't matter, the maninis don't let him eat it, he can do it secretly, but he still has to be sneaky when doing it.

Fan Xing came to the kitchen lightly, opened the bottom of the refrigerator, and got in.

The messenger bird holding a bunch of fruits inside saw Fan Xing's eyes light up. He put the fruit on the ground and flew towards Fan Xing in a hurry.

Fan Xing watched the movement of Reliance Bird, and directly stretched out his hand to hold Reliance Bird's head, and pressed him to the floor of the refrigerator.

"Small movements, small movements, how about it? Have you brought all the fruits? Have you taken out the molds for making ice cream from my pharmacy?"

The messenger bird who was slapped on the ground by Fan Xing heard Fan Xing's question, moved his fat body, then raised his head to Fan Xing, and patted his chest with his small wings.

"Letter" (Master Messenger Bird, don't worry about doing business. Look, everything is here. I quietly took it from your pharmacy. Let me tell you, I am a professional at taking things.)

Hearing the messenger bird's reply, Fan Xing gave him a thumbs up, and then rubbed his head. After rubbing the messenger bird's head a few times, Fan Xing hurried to the fruit pile.

He looked at the fruits piled up in front of him and felt very satisfied, especially the big mango in front of him.Fan Xing picked up the mango on the ground, which was as big as two of his palms, and brought it up to his nose to smell it.

The sweet scent of ripe mango poured into Fan Xing's nose in an instant, but Fan Xing felt that the sweet smell was not greasy at all. He licked his lips, and tonight he was going to make a coconut milk mango popsicle.

Thinking of the special taste of mango popsicles in coconut milk, Fan Xing couldn't help but feel a little happy. What could make people happier than making the food he likes very much by himself?Oh, of course there is, that is the moment when the food is eaten in big mouthfuls.

Humming a tune, Fan Xing, who was checking the ripeness of the fruit, and the expression on the faces of the messenger bird squatting next to him were filled with happiness. They had already imagined the feeling of happiness when they ate delicious popsicles for a while.

However, Fan Xing quickly put away the expression on his face, then washed his hands and the utensils for making popsicles, and then started making them.

He and the messenger bird had to move faster, otherwise it would be easy to be spotted by other elves in the house, and it would be embarrassing then!

Knowing that Fan Xing does not go to bed at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night and sneaks into the refrigerator to make popsicles, what will Fan Xing do in the future?It is estimated that it will become a negative teaching material for elves in the house to educate young elves.

"Messenger Bird, hurry up and make a big ice cube and put it aside, then come and help me grind these mango pulps."

Fan Xing whispered to Messenger Bird that he and Messenger Bird made coconut milk mango popsicles very easily. It was nothing more than putting mango pulp into a grinding bowl and grinding it into a very fine puree.

The grinding bowl is what Fan Xing usually uses to process medicinal materials. It is a large bowl made of stone, and the inside of the bowl is very rough.

Pour the mango pulp into a bowl and grind it with a wooden stick. After the mango pulp turns into a puree, pour coconut milk into it. After stirring evenly, the raw materials for the popsicle are ready.

Of course, there are other things that need to be prepared. For example, Fan Xing is also very interested in cutting kiwi into slices and putting them into iron popsicle molds. These molds were made by him before and are very useful. The mold has three layers. One layer makes five popsicles.

Fan Xing put the cut kiwi into the mold, and then poured the mango coconut juice that had been ground into the mold.Finally, put the ice cream sticks on the lid and close the lid, so that the preparation of the ice cream is completed, and then it is left to freeze.

Freezing is also very simple, you only need to crush the ice cubes made by the messenger bird, and the large and small ice cubes are scattered all over the ground. Salt.

Then pour clean water into the basin, just put the mold into the basin like this, but you have to be careful in the last step.

"Messenger Bird, I will leave the next steps to you. Remember, you must take your time and don't use too much force!"

Fan Xing carefully approached the messenger bird's ear, and exhorted him a little worriedly.

The messenger bird nodded firmly to Fan Xing, then stretched out its short wings towards him, and made a gesture, which seemed to be a thumbs up gesture.

After making gestures, the messenger bird took a deep breath, and then came to the basin. He put the two small wings on the mold, and carefully shook the mold back and forth.

Following his movements, the ice cubes on the plate also made a clattering sound.

Hearing the crashing sound from the ice cubes, Fan Xing swallowed, and carefully glanced towards the refrigerator door. After confirming that there was no movement, he leaned next to the Messenger Bird and watched his movements.

With the shaking of the real bird, the lid of the mold was quickly fixed, which indicated that the mango coconut juice in the mold had solidified, and the mold could be taken out, and then the popsicles could be unmoulded.

Fan Xing glanced at the Messenger Bird, and pulled the dull hair on his head, which reminded him that he was ready. The Messenger Bird stopped, carried the mold into the clear water prepared by Fan Xing, and then shook it again. A few times.

With the movement of the messenger bird, the clear water in the basin also became wobbly and undulating.

The messenger bird took a deep breath, and then looked towards Fan Xing's direction. Fan Xing also looked at the messenger bird. The eyes of each of them and the elf became very firm now. They nodded at the same time, and then each of them picked up the mold. side of the lid.

One person and one elf opened the lid at the same time with a tacit understanding. The moment the lid was opened, 15 coconut milk mango popsicles appeared in front of each of them and one elf.

When one of them and one elf saw the popsicle, their expressions were very excited, and the dull hair on the messenger bird's head stood up.

The short wings of the messenger bird took it towards a popsicle, but Fan Xing slapped him before he could touch the popsicle.

"You guy, how can you eat delicious food without a sense of ceremony? We spent so much time making these 15 popsicles that look delicious at first glance. You must have a sense of ceremony when you eat them, you know?"

The Messenger Bird scratched his head in doubt, saying why does eating a popsicle require a sense of ritual?These popsicles are so tempting, wouldn't it be good to eat them straight away?