The young master of the demon clan just wants to farm

He searched several times inside and outside the house, but found no trace of the cub. Zeqi felt clear in his heart. It seemed that the little guy hid after he knew that he was wrong to cause trouble.

Zeqi couldn't find it left and right, and didn't waste any more time.First, I went to the sheepfold to look at the cubs. The cubs were still very weak after birth, and their eyes hadn't even opened yet. They should be full by now, and they were sleeping softly next to the mother spirit sheep.

Seeing him coming, the mother sheep bleated twice at him.

Zeqi added some water and food to it, stroked its head, turned around and went to add food to the spirit cow and spirit chicken.The things he raises are very humane, and they don't need Zeqi to take care of them at ordinary times. They go out to have fun when they are full, and come back when they are tired and hungry, and obediently wait for Zeqi to feed them.

After doing all this, seeing that it was getting late and the cub hadn't appeared yet, Zeqi didn't bother to look for it, and began to prepare the ingredients for the evening.It's just that it can't run out, it must be at home, let it go.

First, I went around the vegetable garden, picked a few tomatoes, and picked a handful of fresh and tender greens. Ze Qi suddenly felt that there were still too few things he had grown.

Although there are many species in the Demon Territory, 90.00% of them are those that no one has tried to eat. He can only pick some edible things that he is familiar with for the time being and plant them. Others have yet to be discovered by him. .

Back home, he picked up the knife and the vegetable basket, turned around and went to the storage room, ready to see what there was to eat.

In order to put an end to snakes, insects, rats and ants, he has set up a hidden formation here, and it looks like an empty small room from the outside.After walking in, the inside changed immediately. The small room became a large space divided into different functional areas, such as refrigerated area, frozen area, and air-dried area, etc., so that he could sort and store various ingredients.

Ze Qi looked at a room full of various ingredients, wanting to make this and that at the same time. There were too many things to choose from, and he had a difficulty in choosing: what should I do at night?

He picked up the knife and went to the area where the fresh meat was placed, and cut off a large piece of fat and thin spirit beef with a few knives.He made up his mind and made tomato beef noodles to eat at night.

After cleaning the other ingredients and putting them aside, Zeqi rolled up his sleeves and processed the beef first.

Cut the beef into small square pieces, soak it in clean water for half an hour, soak the blood water out, then put cold water into the pot, boil it, take out the hot water to wash off the foam sticking to it, and put it in Set aside on a plate.

Refill the pot with water and bring to a boil. Make a cross on the bottom of the tomatoes, scald them in boiling water, peel the skins, and cut them into small pieces.

Start the frying pan again, put the oil on the heat, put the beef cubes in and stir-fry, after frying some water, add the sliced ​​green onion, ginger and garlic and sauté until fragrant, then add the Chinese prickly ash star anise and small red pepper, stir-fry for a while Add tomato cubes, wait until the tomatoes are soft, add rice wine and hot water, level with the beef, cover the pot, and simmer over medium heat.

After finishing the toppings, Ze Qi took another basin and started kneading the dough.

For the noodles to be strong and delicious, they must be kneaded so that they are neither soft nor hard, and they need to be woken up.Cover the reconciled noodles with a damp cloth to wake up the noodles, and there is already a faint smell of meat slowly escaping from the side of the pot cover.

Lifting the lid of the pot, the rich aroma instantly filled the whole room. Ze Qi scooped up a piece of meat with a spoon, and was about to go up to see how the meat was stewed, when a small figure came out of nowhere Come out, jump up suddenly, rush up very quickly, pick up the meat and run away.

"Hey—be careful it's hot!"

Ze Qi only had time to warn the cub, the meat had already been swallowed whole by the cub, and he raised his head and stared at his hand while breathing tearfully.

Zeqi was really furious this time, this little guy doesn't remember to eat but not to hit, don't think about it, his little tongue must have been burned again.

Ze Qi threw the spoon away, and walked towards it with a sullen face.

The cub was vigilant by nature, perhaps sensing a crisis, took two steps back on its short legs, turned its head and wanted to run, ran... didn't it run?It stared at its two bright golden eyes in disbelief, and watched itself being trapped in place by a ball of rope that suddenly appeared on the ground and tied it into a plush rice dumpling.

A smile curled up on the corner of Zeqi's lips, he went to squat down in front of it, stretched out a finger and poked it viciously, and finally said: "You run? Keep running. I specially set up this formation for you. Yes, not bad, right?" After guessing the instigator who destroyed the stove, he guessed that this little thing would definitely come to steal it, so he secretly arranged a trapping formation, but he didn't expect it to fall into the trap so soon.

The cub struggled futilely for a moment, but found that it couldn't get away, so it glared at Zeqi, and let out a low, threatening growl from its throat.

Zeqi raised his eyebrows: "Yo, are you still angry?"

The cub stared at him wheezingly, Zeqi was going to let it dry for a while, got up and lifted the lid of the pot, saw that the beef was almost stewed, put in salt, and sprinkled a handful of sugar, the aroma of the meat was fully stimulated, filling the room The room was full of tempting fragrances, and even Zeqi couldn't help swallowing a few times.He hastily dealt with lunch, and he was already hungry by now.

Looking at the cub again, the anger in its eyes has long been replaced by the desire for food, its pink tongue sticks out to lick the corners of its mouth, its eyes are shining, and its eyes follow Zeqi's figure back and forth.

Zeqi fish out the onion, ginger, garlic and aniseed ingredients inside, turn up the fire, and turn off the fire after the soup turns thick.Meanwhile, take out the dough and start kneading.

As soon as the noodles are prepared, wait for the water to boil before putting it into the pot.After a burst of spiritual power fluctuations, the figure of Demon Lord Cang Xin appeared at the door. He leaned in, sniffed, and asked, "What did you do? Are you ready?"

There was no way, the meal at noon brought him such a surprise that he could not forget it all afternoon, he didn't even have the slightest interest in drinking tea and listening to music, and he was only looking forward to dinner.In view of the dignity of the Demon Lord, it was already very difficult for him to wait for the sun to go down, holding on to airs until now.

Ze Qi quickly put the noodles and tender green vegetables into the water, rolled them up and down, put them into a large bowl, took out a large spoonful of stewed crispy beef cubes, and poured a few spoonfuls of thick soup, sprinkled with a handful of coriander, and replied while busy: "Okay."

Cang Xin couldn't wait to go back to the main room, so he took it and sat on the small stool that Zeqi usually rested on, and started to gobble it up.

As soon as the second bowl of Zeqi was out of the pot, his father handed over the empty bowl.After eating three bowls in a row, Cang Xin felt the abundant spiritual power flowing through his body, so he put down the bowls and chopsticks contentedly, and praised sincerely: "Good!" His hostile gaze has been staring at him.

Cang Xin thought: It shouldn't be.The formation here is very strong, and it has been secretly blessed by him, so it is impossible for someone he does not know to appear.Besides, with his magic power, it is not so easy to hide here without knowing his consciousness.What's more, there are [-] hidden guards deployed by him here, there is no reason for danger to appear, and they didn't respond.

Cang Xin was puzzled. Thinking of this, he looked down and saw the cub tied into a rice dumpling. The cub stared at him with inexplicable grief and indignation, and there was a wheezing sound in his throat, and he was about to pounce in the next second. Coming up to fight him desperately, he was obviously irritated.

Cang Xin realized that it was this little thing.

Cang Xin glanced at it inexplicably, not knowing where he had offended it.But the old man didn't bother to care about such a small thing, he didn't bother to care about it, and asked Zeqi casually: "Where did you pick up such a thing?"

Zeqi finally ate an Ansheng meal, and slowly swallowed the last mouthful of soup, the soup was stewed just right, the deliciousness of the beef spirit mixed with the sweet and sour tomato, it was so delicious that he almost swallowed his tongue, hearing the words He replied, "I picked it up on the mountain."

Cang Xin stared at him: "Nonsense! Since when did we have such a thing on our mountain?"

Zeqi stared blankly at him: "No?"

Cang Xin saw that he didn't know what to say, he happened to be full and in a good mood, so he waved his hand indifferently: "Forget it, forget it, you can keep it if you like."

Zeqi moved a small stool and sat in front of his father, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars, shining brightly: "Father, my previous proposal..."

Cang Xin was sitting idly, but when he heard his question, he stood up instantly, kicked the small stool away in a hurry, and said: "I will think about it when I am a father, and I will give it to you when I think about it." You answer." Then, under Zeqi's dumbfounded gaze, he crushed the teleportation talisman and ran away.

A majestic demon king, if you say you regret it, you will regret it, and your words don't count!

Zeqi picked up the low stool that was kicked away by his father expressionlessly, complaining wildly in his heart: Do you think I want to do these things?It's not forced by your good son!

That's right, although the original body of this body is gone, it leaves him with a problem, asking him to carry the banner of the demons to develop the great cause of the demons!

According to Yuanshen's previous thoughts, it would be very simple for the demons to develop. They would tear up the truce agreement, lead the demons to attack the cultivation world, and grab the spirit stones and resources. In short, force is the priority.But the original body would never have imagined that he would die before he was a teacher, and he would fall in the back garden of his home before he had time to realize his great dream. It would be replaced by Ze Qi, who has no mana at all and only knows how to farm and keep healthy. .

Zeqi has no big ambitions, she just wants to grow fields to keep in good health, longing for a peaceful and beautiful life, and a Buddhist life.It's a pity that the original body's obsession is too deep, whenever he thinks of giving up, his heart will feel like being grabbed by an invisible hand, and the pain is so painful that he has difficulty breathing and has nothing to love.

Zeqi thought about it for a long time, and felt that relying on force was not an option, besides, what was robbed was always robbed, and resources would always be exhausted, so it was not as reliable as sustainable development.Unexpectedly, he had just proposed this suggestion to the Demon Lord, but it was rejected. After finally nodding his head under his persuasion, he backtracked.

My heart is so tired, I can't love anymore.Brother, I am really helpless, I cannot help you.

With the thought, a sudden pain spread from the heart to the whole body in an instant.Zeqi's little face turned pale from being tossed, so he had to raise the flag to surrender again: "I will do it! Can't I do it?" Strange to say, after he said this, the invisible force disappeared instantly, as if it had never existed before. existed.

Unexpectedly, you are still such a responsible young master, you will miss your clansmen even after you die.

Zeqi was about to stand in awe of this young master of the Demon Race, what kind of spirit of selfless devotion is this after death!

After a lot of tossing, Zeqi was also tired, so he packed up his things and prepared to go to bed to rest.

Just two steps away, there was a soft touch from the soles of the feet, and Zeqi slapped his forehead: I almost forgot about it!

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