Raiders mission is to breed to get rich

Since coming to Renxiu's territory, Jade Bird has never felt so at ease.

Your Majesty, Your Majesty, who is alive and well, is currently nestling in the chicken coop where the blue bird is looking up, safe and calm—in short, it is very worthy of respect, worthy of being described in the most beautiful language in the world, squinting your eyes in this posture rest.

The last time I saw His Majesty, he was still dying, barely able to open his eyes.But now, it is already a group of cute little pompoms that look very strong no matter where they are placed.

As the big housekeeper, he looked at the little red chicken not far away with loving eyes——

The last person who saw His Majesty like this must have been his great-great-great-grandfather thousands of years ago, right?

The blue bird was very pleased, and proudly puffed out its chest, chirping and clucking.

"Snapped!"

The white-haired chicken slapped the blue bird on the back of the head, squinted its eyes and said softly: "Are you looking for death? Do you want your lord to be disturbed by you?"

Seeing the little red chicken squinting its eyes and lowering its head, Qingniao shrank its neck and dared not speak.

The white-feathered chicken showed a little pride, and quickly hid it, then closed its eyes half-closed, and flapped its wings slightly, as if pretending to be shaking a natural feather fan as a military division, and cooed in a low voice: "Now Your Majesty is under our protection, What should we do next..."

The blue bird and his eyes met, staring at each other silently, thinking about the future.

"What can we do? Of course, we will use our best methods to send your lord back to the Western Continent. Even if it costs you your life, it won't be a pity!" A grumpy person with a completely different body type from his job.

only……

"Do we have such exquisite brooding equipment?" White Peacock asked.

The warbler shrank her head.

"Can we have a demon who can draw such a fine constant temperature formation?" White Peacock Er asked.

Bluebird closed his eyes.

"Do we have such a comfortable and comfortable place with forests near mountains and rivers for His Excellency to live?" White Peacock asked three times.

The two birds froze for a moment, then nodded frantically.

The white peacock was thoughtful: "Is that safe enough?"

The two birds did not dare to speak.

After the phoenix nirvana, it turned into a baby bird, and everything returned to the original point of nirvana. There was no mana, and the innately powerful physical body had not yet grown up. This was the most dangerous period in the phoenix's life.Only through the fledgling period can we resist the risks of the outside world.

The current state of the little hairball, returning to the Western Continent, surrounded by big monsters, is likely to become a dish in the struggle for power, not to mention that it is difficult for them to take Phoenix away from the Three Mountains without knowing it.

After thinking about it, the best place to return to is the most luxurious chicken coop in the cultivation world.

"Hey, I didn't expect to eat the food that my enemy gave me!" Yingniao was furious.

As the great butler of His Majesty, Qingniao is able to bend and stretch, and has a narrow mind. When he has to bow his head at this moment, he can think of a way in an instant: "What are you afraid of? They should eat more of the spiritual fruit and rice that they sent to the door. , eat more to gain more advantage! That thief Huanyan is so mad!"

The warbler is like a bouncing cannonball: "You are right, you are right!"

Surrounding the little red chickens, a group of chicken bullies who eat more and occupy more, run rampant, and specialize in grabbing the best places to stay and view food, was formed in this way...

After a week of observation, Sinan found that the breeding of the chicken flock was basically on plan, and the state of free-range breeding was very good, among which a few chickens of unknown race were particularly outstanding——

A lot to eat.

Sinan frowned slightly: "I didn't expect the cost of raising them to be so high. This part of the chicken breed needs to be observed carefully."

"Why, master? With the power of Ling Jifeng, even if there are tens of millions more, they can still be raised." The little apprentice asked very studiously.

Sinan felt that it was necessary to teach these otherworldly children a lesson:

"Ling Jifeng can raise it, but can people in the world raise it?"

If it is those mortals, can they afford to support such a loss-making chicken?

If you want to promote breeding, of course you must raise animals that everyone in the world can afford.

In addition to observing and screening chicken breeds, he is now looking for a breeding method that can be promoted.

The simple method of raising chickens at home does not require chicken coops, heat preservation arrays, etc. It is all done by manpower, and it can be extended to ordinary people's homes;

If it is a collective farming, it is very simple to build a warm and cheap chicken house. Even rotten wood can make a decent chicken house. Sinan is mainly trying to reduce the complexity of the heat preservation array, and he is going to build a simple one. The replica version is promoted everywhere, so that people can try collective farming.

Only when it can bring benefits to farmers can it be promoted in this world, so it is necessary to control costs at any time.

Although Ling Jifeng has endless money, no one knows that Huan Yanjun, who is like a heavenly man, still cares about one or two Lingmi in his heart.

Losing money is impossible!

His identity is different in which world Sinan is in, but his identity as a capitalist will never change!

"If there is more, then it will also help the world. Master thinks that not only Lord Huan Yan can do it, but everyone in the world can do it too."

Ming Ke didn't know where he had comprehended, and he didn't feel the master's careful thinking at all, and he was in awe of the master's thoughts again, "Master not only understands the enemy from raising chickens, but also wants to bless the world, which really makes the disciple ashamed .”

Sinan: "..."

Forget it, he knew that everyone in the Sanshan School might have a three-foot-thick aura of "Lord Huanyan".

So, like his master, Ming Ke began to stare at the chickens on the Jade Soul every day, paying attention to how much meat they had grown and how many eggs they laid, and was ready to calculate whether they were gaining or losing.

If you lose money...

Hmph, then this breed will be eliminated.

"Brother Ying, why do I hear the sound of a knife being sharpened?" Qingniao tilted her head, "Is it my illusion, hiccup~"

Yingniao is still a young bird, eats and drinks well, and has no pressure. The only thing is that he is engaged in investigation and is very keen on news: "I don't know if you have delusions, I only know that Mr. My disciples are muttering every day, waiting for the white peacock to lay eggs!"

White Peacock: "???"

Jade Bird took pleasure in other people's misfortune, and instantly forgot the feeling of cold behind her just now.

Cheng Maoqiu strode hard through the grass, avoiding a hen's flying kick, seeing his subordinates, relying on his understanding of Sinan, he sighed deeply.

Now he knows why Feng Zun went to great lengths to invade the Eastern Continent.

With such a group of fools, he was really worried about whether he would be able to eat enough in the Western Continent...

Compared with Feng Zun's keeping a low profile, after the war, Lord Huan Yan also kept a low profile to recuperate. Only the head of the Sanshan School, Yuanchu Daoist, has had many happy events recently and is very high profile.

"Reverend Yongchuan is polite." Yuanchu sent away a wave of sect envoys who came to congratulate him on his breakthrough, and welcomed another wave. After dozens of experiences, the genuine smile on his face became a business mask.

This time, the person sitting directly opposite him was the strong competitor of the Sanshan School in the world of human cultivation, the master of Wanhemen, Master Yongchuan.

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the real man drank tea and cursed secretly. This old boy would go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and it seemed that he was here to spy on news.

Wanhemen and the Sanshan School can be said to have been brilliant for a while. In this battle, Lord Huan Yan made great contributions as the leader of human cultivation, and the Sanshan School was second to none.At the beginning, when he heard that Lord Huanyan had passed away, Immortal Yongchuan shed a few crocodile tears, but according to the report from the Sanshan faction's spies, he laughed three times after returning, and it is said that he scared two crows in the back mountain.

Unexpectedly, the next day, Huan Yanjun came back alive.

I just heard that Huan Yanjun was seriously injured, and he couldn't even fly in the sky. Before he smiled again, he heard the news of Yuanchu's breakthrough...

Head of Wanhemen: Although there is no roller coaster in the cultivation world, so is my mood.

Master Yongchuan shook the hot tea, and said tentatively: "Where is it? In the early Yuan Dynasty, the real person broke through, which is the blessing of the noble sect! Now that Lord Huanyan is injured, it is time for the real person to support the Sanshan sect."

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, when the real person heard about his junior brother being mentioned again, his expression was gloomy. He just took a sip of tea and waved his hands: "I am able to have today because of the help of my junior brother. I dare not be a word of support."

Master Yongchuan covered his expression by drinking tea.

Old fox!

I don't believe that you two brothers and sisters are not at odds now!

The head of Wanhemen went down the mountain angrily, but he never left. He secretly hid in the city wall below the mountain, ready to inquire about news.

And the entire comprehension world pays attention to the Sanshan School, but there is more than one Wanhemen.

The old myth suddenly suffered catastrophe, and a new powerful backer suddenly rose. Can the original harmonious relationship between the brothers and sisters of the Sanshan School really maintain the same as before?

The internal attitude of the Sanshan faction also represents the attitude of many speculators in the cultivation world. Facing Lord Huanyan, who may lose power, there are admirers, admirers, and supporters, and there is hope to replace him and sit back and watch the tiger fight. people.

They were looking forward to hearing news of the struggle within the Sanshan faction.

first day.

"Reverend Yongchuan, Reverend Yuanchu went to Lingji Peak today, and his expression was very happy when he went down the mountain."

Hmph, he waited.

the next day.

"Renren, both Daoist Yuanchu and Yuanruo went to Lingji Peak today, chatting and laughing as they descended the mountain."

Phew, hypocrisy.

On the third day

"Today, Daoist Yuanchu led the six or seven elders and stayed at Lingji Peak until midnight before going down the mountain. He was carrying a jar alone. I don't know what it is. After the old man Yuefeng returned, he shared a mouthful with his disciples. It is said that it tastes like fine wine brewed with jade, and after drinking it, the whole body is comfortable, and the realm feels loose that day!"

Um?What?

Hearing this news, Master Yong Chuan, as a giant who has seen big wind and waves, was stunned.

It's not good, it's not good, not only the internal feelings of the Three Mountains School are better than before, but also there must be some variables inside Ling Jifeng that he doesn't know about!

He beat his chest and stamped his feet, deeply hating himself for not going to Ling Jifeng to have a look.

Missed opportunity, missed opportunity!

At this time, on Lingji Peak, it was a lively scene of thousands of chickens and eggs.

Ergou ran around, casting spells casually, and eggs hidden in the grass flew into the universe bag he was carrying.

This is the bad point of free-range chickens. There are always disobedient chickens laying eggs outside, eh.

But thinking of the eggs he picked up, the owner said that he had the right to hatch first, and the hatched chicks belonged to him, so Ergou happily shook his tail that didn't exist.

He can look forward to the day when he leads a group of chicks in awe-inspiring manner!

Ergou thought, the chick he raised must be an obedient chicken, at least not like the little red chicken on the mountainside.

That's right, it was the little chicken he picked up by accident—every time he thought that he gave the chicken to the owner, Ergou regretted it very much.

Hmph, always staring at him with strange eyes, and a weird smell, it doesn't look like a good chicken!

Tell the owner next time, let the owner eat it!

And on the mountain, a mellow fragrance is coming out of the window, and the young man practicing sword in the yard is a little out of his mind.

If Daoist Yuefeng's eldest disciple was present, he would definitely find that this is the taste of the fine nectar and jade liquid, but it is more intense and full of fragrance, which makes the index finger move.

It was Sinan cooking chicken soup inside, to be precise, he was making a dish that seemed to have nothing to do with chicken.

"Boiling cabbage".

A well-known gourmet once said that if he was asked to choose his favorite dish, it must be boiled cabbage, nothing else.It is a good talk for a while that this dish, which pursues extremely bland appearance and extremely smooth taste, is actually made by a Sichuan chef.

The characteristic of boiled cabbage is that the color of the soup base is clear, without oil, and it looks like boiled cabbage at a glance.But the beauty lies in the three words "can't see".

Who would have imagined that the soup base would have a rich but not greasy flavor?It is a soup base that is stewed with fresh and tender whole hen and fresh pork.

While stewing, skim off the floating foam on the top, do this two or three times, and then pass through a cotton cloth sieve to completely sieve out the suspended matter in the soup.

But there are still small particles of fat in the soup, then pour in the minced chicken and stew, the minced chicken absorbs the oil, after filtering it out, the color of the soup will be clear, and you will not feel any nausea and greasy taste of chicken soup when eating Taste.

Served with yellow and tender cabbage hearts and "light" boiled cabbage, it looks like a good dish that meets Renxiu's aesthetics.

"Master, isn't the master master coming today?" Ming Ke ran in from the outside, saw Si Nan was wiping his hands slowly, and stopped at the door expectantly, "He has been here for several days."

Ming Ke didn't have the nerve to say that it's fine for the head to come to eat and drink alone, but I don't know how everyone knows the "chicken ball" he eats, and now everyone has the cheek to come to the door.

"Isn't the master here?" Sinan looked at his apprentice suspiciously, "Is it because the treasure boat he gave you last time is not easy to use?"

The treasure ship of Lingxiao, a high-grade spiritual weapon, can travel thousands of miles in an instant when escaping, and can save one life.

It is now in storage in Sinan's yard.

"……Okay."

"Is that the jade belt hook given by Master Yuefeng, which is not very powerful?"

Jade Belt Hook, a high-grade spiritual tool, worn as an ornament, can resist an attack in the transformation stage.

"...Neither."

Sinan was puzzled.

The headmen and the others are so polite, and they didn't come in vain. Every time they find various excuses to send various life-saving and recuperating spiritual objects to this junior brother who is recuperating, for fear that he will not recover well. Even if he does not recover well, they will give him a chance Save.

It is very cost-effective to invite them to a few meals for such a good teacher.

Sinan was full of gratitude, and felt that his few dishes were too shabby, so he planned to give them spiritual objects in return.

Anyway, he has plenty.

And Ming Ke walked out of the door sleepily.

It is precisely because the masters have given so many good things to the master that Ming Ke feels that he is too weak.

He actually eats and drinks for free at Master's place, but can't contribute anything.

Thinking that he and Ergou could eat a Lingxiao treasure ship and drink a piece of jade belt hook every day, he gave birth to a raging passion for hard work.

To struggle!In the future, I must be filial to Master and repay his kindness!

Therefore, although the male protagonist in this book was not hit by the loss of his teacher, he still cut his wrists and started a life of hard work, without going astray at all.

In addition to the usual part-time job of raising chickens.

What a joy.

Sinan sent soup and food everywhere, but he didn't know what happened. The rumors about the head's breakthrough suddenly couldn't be suppressed. For a while, the Sanshan faction and even the whole cultivation world knew that the chicken made by Mr. The top elixir works better.

Those big bosses who had something to do with each other cast their eyes on the quiet mountain peak of Mr. Yan Yan, and began to count the things they could get at home, preparing to come to ask for medicine.

Ordinary people and monks who have no money and no problem can also imagine the same style.Mr. Huan Yan did not think about it, but there are still chickens!

As a result, even the monks have gradually broken the taboo of bigu, and have the habit of eating chicken, and some people use chicken to symbolize their hatred and determination to fight against demon cultivators who eat flesh and skin.

Trendsetter Huan Yanjun: Tired.

This year, the spirit chicken was extinct, and the eaters followed.There is a folk saying: "Chicken is also a fairy medicine. Eating it makes the body lighter and prolongs life." In the years after the war, the folks gradually had the custom of eating chicken for sacrifice. ——"The Chronicle of the Years of the East and West"

The author has something to say: Mr. Huan Yan is like a celebrity in the Wei and Jin Dynasties during the cultivation period.

Others eat chicken—oh my god, you don’t follow the noble bigu spirit, and you actually have the desire to eat and drink. You really can’t practice well, shame on you!

Mr. Huanyan eats chicken—oh my God, bigu and bigu, but he didn’t mention chicken, Mr. Huanyan eats well, let me think about the deep meaning in it.

Huan Yanjun: Eat whatever you want.

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 dysprosium star;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 dysprosium star;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: wengying, An, Yudi Qingyin, Zhulvjun, Hypnos 10 bottles; Lanyu 5 bottles; Azheng 2 bottles; Tangu, Aier's Owl, Muzixie, Banana Allergy 1 bottle;

What!Today, Huan Yanjun's brand food is boiled cabbage, and everyone is invited to taste it. Who of you drinks boiled water and who eats cabbage?