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

On a new day, light rain began to fall in the sky again.

I don't know what the situation is this year. Basically, it rains a few days a month.This made Fan Xing feel that something was wrong.

But he didn't think too much about it. After all, in the world of elves, it's normal for the weather to be abnormal.

Today he got up early, and then sat at the dining table and drank a cup of black tea specially prepared by Basi Kettle. The delicious black tea completely drove away his drowsiness.

There wasn't much work to do today, even the balls of yarn, the Orb Silk Spider and one elf had already finished tidying up yesterday, and Fan Xing even rushed to make two silk pajamas in the afternoon.

Of course, these two silk pajamas are small, and they are prepared for the two children, primary one and secondary. After all, children's clothes are quite easy to make.

After the silk threads were processed, Fan Xing didn't have any urgent work to do. The crops didn't need to be harvested yet, and he and the elves had already taken care of them beforehand.

But today he does have some things to do. Today he needs to prepare something to commemorate the family ancestors and ghost elves.

Speaking of which, the world of elves is quite strange. Although they also have the custom of offering sacrifices to their deceased relatives, at this time they will sacrifice those ghost elves together.

I don't know why, but today can also be said to be a festival for ghost elves.

As long as they don't cause any serious trouble today, Fan Xing's attitude towards them will be at the best level.

Especially their food, Fan Xing will personally prepare each of their favorite food for each of their elves today.

So Fan Xing will be busy today, maybe Ba Sihu also knows that today is the festival of ghost elves, so he prepared some fragrant black tea for Fan Xing early.

The Maninis also got up and prepared breakfast for the other elves. After Fan Xing finished his breakfast, he got up and walked towards a warehouse in the basement.

He found some paper needed for the sacrifice in the warehouse, and then folded them, and found a flower basket to cut some flowers that bloomed just right in the garden under the light rain.

He bundled these flowers into small bundles, and then took the folded papers to the deepest part of the farm's back hill, where his ancestors' graves were located.

When Fan Xing came there, he put the bundled flowers in front of each stone tablet, and then burned the folded paper with flames, and then he stayed here for a while, and then returned home.

He was a little depressed, but he still prepared food for the ghost elves at home, especially the three newborn babies.

Moreover, more food must be prepared for the ghost elves, because there will be wild ghost elves coming to Fan Xing to beg for food at night.

Maybe this is also a custom handed down from their family?Some wild ghost elves would come to Fan Xing at night every year on this day.

I don't know where they came from. Anyway, there are quite a lot of ghost elves coming here every year. Fan Xing will also prepare their food. After 12 o'clock tonight, they will disperse separately .

Fan Xing has spent this day every year among the spirits of the ghost system since he was a child. Their attitude towards Fan Xing is quite good, except for being a little funny, other things have no effect.

Fan Xing was in the kitchen smashing some life crystals with a medicine pestle. These crystals with rich vitality are the best food for ghost elves.

While mixing the flour, he mixed the crystallized powder with the flour, and then kneaded the dough into various ghost-like elves.

Inside the dough, there is also the mid-level ghost-type elf energy cube on the fan star bag.

Fan Xing put the dough in the shape of Geng Ghost kneaded in his hand on the chopping board, and looked at the pile of dough kneaded in front of the ghost-type elves with a relaxed expression.

He carefully placed the dough in the steamer, and started steaming over low heat.

In addition to these doughs, Fan Xing also pureed fruit of various flavors, and then made ice cream with ghost-type elf-shaped molds.

He put the ice cream in the refrigerator, waiting for the fruit ice cream to freeze.

While waiting, he found some talismans drawn on yellow paper from the warehouse.

He pasted these talisman papers on every room in the house, as long as the room where the talisman paper was pasted, it meant that ghost spirits in this room could not enter.

There are also many elves in the family who know these customs. While explaining the situation tonight to the young elves in the family, they warned them to find a room to sleep early at night and not to go out.

After all, tonight can be said to be a night tour of the ghosts, and if they come out, they may encounter trouble.

Of course, it's not too much trouble, it's just that those ghost-type elves like to play tricks, and they will inevitably be teased.

After all the elves in the family knew about it, Fan Xing also pasted talisman papers on the doors and windows of the house.

He was followed by two little guys, Xiaoyi and Xiaoer, but the eyes of these two little guys were a little confused now. They held a piece of yellow paper in their hands, and then tiptoed to stick the paper in their hands on the door.

But they were too short, they fell to the ground when they slipped on tiptoes, and the talisman paper in their hands flew to their foreheads.

Fan Xing watched their movements with a smile in his eyes. He put down all the things in his hands, rubbed their heads, and stuck the talisman paper on their foreheads more firmly.

"I also put a talisman on you two little guys, so that you two little guys won't be bullied when they come out. Haha, it's pretty cute to wear a talisman on your head."

The two little guys looked at the happy Fan Xing with confused expressions. The talisman paper on their foreheads was fixed by Fan Xing with super power. They pulled it and found that it was not torn off, and blew on the talisman paper in front of them with their mouths. The talisman paper that was fixed very firmly was moved by them.

Fan Xing watched their movements with a smile, and then went to the warehouse to find some iron plates the size of a table.

He mixed several large jars of low-level, mid-level, and some high-level energy cubes from the pharmacy, and then placed them on these iron plates to form a pagoda of energy cubes.

These energy cubes are the staple food of ghost elves at night.

As for the drink, Fan Xing also prepared it for the ghost elves. What he drank was the bean soup that he specially boiled with various beans.

However, there are generally no ghost elves drinking soup at night. In the legend of the elf world, ordinary ghosts are afraid of beans. These bean soups are brought by ghost elves when they leave, and then sprinkled out.

Fan Xing didn't know why there was such a custom, but the ghost elves insisted on it, and so did the older generation, so there must be a reason, so he just prepared according to these customs.

A large pot of bean soup was cooked in no time, and Fan Xing only boiled one pot, so there was no need for more.

There are soybeans, mung beans, red beans, and black beans in the pot, and the taste is also strange.

The main reason is that Fan Xing also added some bitter beans to it. This thing is a kind of elven herbal medicine, and it tastes very bitter. The soup made with him can tell how dark the cooking is just by smelling it.

Soon it was night, and it was still raining lightly outside the farm.

Except for a few lights that Fan Xing kept on purpose, all the other lights in the farm have been turned off.

The elves at home also went to bed early, and the elves sleeping in the living room were also arranged by Fan Xing to sleep in the room.

Soon, wild ghost elves wandered to Fan Xing's farm slowly.

They were attracted by the food exuding life energy in Fan Xing's room, they knocked on the door politely, and then lined up at the door, waiting for Fan Xing to open the door.

Fan Xing heard the knock on the door, opened the door briskly, and waved to the ghost elves outside.

The ghost elves outside saw Fan Xing open the door, smiled and floated towards Fan Xing, then took out some small gifts from their bodies and handed them to Fan Xing.

Fan Xing took these gifts, put them in the basket at the door, and then gave way to let the elves come in.

These wild ghost elves slowly lined up, entered Fan Xing's house, and then wandered around in the house. After walking around for a while, they began to eat food.

The most popular food is of course Fan Xing’s ghost-type elf-shaped food made of dough, because there are not only energy cubes in it, but also pure life energy.

These elves looked for dough according to their race, and when they found it, they couldn't wait to swallow the dough, and then their expressions became intoxicated.

More and more ghost elves entered Fan Xing's hut, and the living room gradually became crowded.

However, the racial characteristics of the ghost elves make them no longer worried about crowding. They can blur their bodies, even if their bodies are folded together, there is no problem.

Gradually, all the dough prepared by Fan Xing was eaten, and some of the elves who didn't eat it vomited their bitterness to Fan Xing in frustration.

Fan Xing smiled and rubbed their bodies, then pointed to them the energy cubes placed in the shape of a pagoda.

These ghost elves reluctantly walked to the place where the energy cubes were and ate them.

Time passed slowly, and Fan Xing's alarm clock in the living room pointed to 12 o'clock, which meant that these ghost elves should go.

Fan Xing brought out the bean soup that was boiling in the kitchen, and then took out a bunch of disposable paper cups, scooped some bean soup from each cup and handed it to the ghost elves queuing in front of him.

These elves took the bean soup from Fan Xing, and floated out of the hut with happy expressions.

Du standing in the attic and the two children in his arms looked curiously at the more and more ghost elves in the yard.

The talisman paper on the two children's heads shook again. Seeing this scene, the elves in the yard made faces at them, then opened a black hole, lined up and disappeared.