Interstellar First Feng Shui Master

In the end, Shen Miaomiao was "forced" to eat a large pot of rat meat, and when he finished eating and wiped his mouth, he felt that he could do another pot.

"How about it, is it delicious?" Shen Danfeng teased very unkindly, looking at the tangled expression on his face.

Shen Miaomiao didn't know whether he should say it was delicious or not, but Master invited him and spent Master's money, so his answer could only be "It's delicious."

"It's good, I'll bring you here next time," Shen Danfeng thought his expression was very funny, so it's better not to tell him that it was mutton freshly airlifted from C26 Shepherd.

After all, the master occasionally discovers his conscience and rewards the apprentice who hasn't eaten meat for a long time.

In this way, it is good to make a sufficient foundation for the next digging.

"Thank you, master," Shen Miaomiao wiped his face, and then slowly followed the spaceship. As a chef with half a bucket of water dangling, he could still taste the difference between mutton and rat meat.

Just such a comparison, it seems that the master is a thief, and after the master is a thief, he suspects that there may be a big pit full of photons under the candy.

Then there was really a big hole in front of him, his noble and expensive master was sitting on a lounger in the center of the gazebo, and there were iced cocktails and smoothies full of cheese on the marble table next to him ——Salad of various flavors, various fruit balls chilled, beef and mutton brushed with special uniform barbecue sauce, take a sip, take a sip, in this time when the sun is hanging on the top of the head, there is no one who enjoys it more than him that's it.

As for Miaomiao himself, he could only hold a shovel covered in the sweat of his palms, dig a hole in the ground, and then dig another hole. The distance between the holes should be kept at a standard distance, neither more nor less, otherwise there would be nothing. Eating fruit, his very expensive master even called it a practice.

Do you practice digging holes and planting trees?He would rather stay in a Buddhist temple and copy Buddhist scriptures in a cool way than dig a hole here. Happiness can only be seen by comparison.

Master Huizhen, I'm sorry, you are really much better than Master, but I dare not say it yet.

The weather was already hot, and the anger of the mutton that he ate at noon was rising again and again. Shen Miaomiao had to finish digging a hole, and immediately begged Master to reward him with a bite of iced fruit, and then continued to dig the hole.

He eats grass, sweats, and works hard from morning to night without complaint. He is simply a hardworking little donkey with a carrot hanging in front of his head.

"What are they doing?" Yin Bailu asked after finishing his work, looking at the pits in the garden one after another outside the window.

"Princess Concubine said that when you asked, she said that she was completing the task you gave her," the man replied respectfully.

"Well," Yin Bailu looked at the state of the two people outside, knowing that he was bullying his poor apprentice again, and the work was over, he wanted to go out and talk to him, so that he wouldn't feel bored staying there alone, but As if remembering something again, he put down his hand on the button of the wheelchair, "The gift for the princess is ready and sent to him directly, and if there is anything he needs to change, he will do it according to his instructions, without going through me."

"Yes," the man didn't think there was anything strange, and just wrote it down.

Yin Bailu wanted to say something more, but he just put his hand under his nose, his thumb nail hurt his middle finger, and he said, "In the future, I will send someone to watch the whereabouts of the prince and concubine. There is no need to stop or report Give it to me, only send someone to protect me when I am in danger." His fingers slid quickly on the light screen, and when he saw the news he wanted, the last gleam of light in his eyes also fell silent, "Help me Arranging a visit to the Abell Group, and..."

For some reason, the man felt a sense of loneliness in his master, and asked unconsciously, "What else?"

"Going out to visit is a secret matter. If the concubine asks about it, you don't have to tell him." When Yin Bailu lowered his fingers, he was in a very good mood. Even though for some reason, his chest was already so stuffy that he couldn't breathe. He was also able to maintain a smile as always.

This is uncomfortable, much easier to bear than the previous convulsions all over the body.

The man also thought it was an illusion before, and he was not blamed for talking too much, so he quickly wrote down the order and hurried to arrange it.

The bad thing about cultivators is that sometimes they can hear very well. Even if they don’t need spiritual consciousness, they can basically listen to the conversation at a distance of several hundred meters with the cultivation base of the Bigu period. Clearly.

Shen Danfeng swept across the luxury spaceship that had just flown away from the Capital Star, and took a bite of the watermelon on the long sign with some disappointment. too sweet.

He vomited the seeds on the grass outside the pavilion, and waved to Shen Miaomiao, who had been digging farther and farther. When the little apprentice ran over, he pointed to the grass and said, "Please help dig a hole, next year You may not be able to eat watermelon."

Shen Miaomiao dug the soil and almost turned the turf over, only to find a single watermelon seed sticking to the blade of grass. She silently held back the full of complaints, and carefully buried the watermelon seed in the grass. into the soil.

The expensive master is really free, do you need to grow watermelons if you want to eat watermelons?Can one really live?Do you dare to respect the solar terms when growing watermelons in the summer? If she can’t survive, will she quietly bury a watermelon seedling here one night? Watermelon, pretending to grow, is really a bitter tear.

However, these bitter tears turned into moved tears when Shen Miaomiao planted the watermelon and looked up, because his very expensive master directly put the whole fruit plate in his hand and said, "I'll eat it for you."

Regardless of whether the master has mutated or not, eat first before respecting.

Shen Danfeng didn't care about his devouring, but just looked at the new soil dug up on the grass, the sun-dried edges had already lost some moisture, and somehow felt unpleasant, "It seems that some water should be poured."

As he said, he took out a jade gourd from the mustard seeds, opened the plug and watered it. In an instant, the grass under the pavilion was like a fast-motion scene. Not only the watermelon seeds sprouted, rattans and melons ripened, but also the turf Like crazy, she surpassed Shen Miaomiao's height in minutes.

And look at the ripe watermelon, it's not a watermelon, it's a rapidly expanding hot air balloon, the kind that can set the record for the largest watermelon in the league in minutes as long as it is used in a competition.

"Master...Master," Shen Miaomiao didn't want to stammer, but her tongue didn't obey his commands, and her hands didn't obey his commands, pointing to the ground, "What are you pouring?"

"Water," Shen Danfeng shook the gourd, there was indeed the sound of water.

Shen Miaomiao twitched the corners of her mouth. He knew it was water. The question was, what kind of water could make plants grow so tall in an instant? In an instant, I felt that the fruit plate in my hand was not fragrant.

Shen Miaomiao tried hard to make the watermelon attract her, so she barely resisted the urge to grab Master's shoulder and shake his head into a rattle, asking him what kind of water he was, and if I could have a bowl.

Shen Danfeng only remembered that it seemed to be the water used to water those spirit grasses, and he didn't know when he casually stuffed jade gourds into mustard seeds. Now that he poured it all at once, he didn't have to wait until next year, the watermelon could be eaten now.

It's a pity that I drank several cups of Long Island iced tea just now, and I was so drunk that I was no longer interested in that watermelon. "Let someone cut everything and share it with the guards. It's a hot day, everyone wants to cool off."

Shen Miaomiao looked at the figure of him leaving alone, and finally swallowed back the question about whether he would dig a hole or not, and always felt that Master was in a bad mood.

Press the button, the sofa merged, the black and gray sheets were very fluffy, Shen Danfeng threw himself on the bed, shielding the light from outside with his arms, feeling a little dizzy in his mind.

If you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk. When you don't pour a thousand cups, it's because you don't want to get drunk. It's just a few glasses of ordinary people's wine, because you want to get drunk.

The light and shadow changed, until the whole room was plunged into darkness, the person on the bed turned over, and said vaguely, "Isn't it just hiding, who wouldn't."

Sometimes people are awkward. Shen Danfeng has always acted swiftly and vigorously, and did what he wanted, so he also looked down on those who were careless in doing things and looking forward and backward. For myself, this taste is really very sour.

Woke up after a nap, the wine was all awake, he moved down from the bed, didn't bother to care about the quilt he kicked off the bed last night, took off the crumpled clothes and threw them on the ground, casually Closed the bathroom door.

After washing up, he became much more refreshed. Wearing a bathrobe, he slowly brewed a pot of tea for himself. The tea is the best fairy tea, and the water is snow water from Kuangling Mountain. The tea soup is jade-like, and the color looks extremely It is gratifying, in his experience of making tea many times, he can be ranked in the top ten, but when he drinks it in his mouth, it just makes people feel tasteless.

After the teacup was covered, Shen Danfeng had to admit that he didn't seem to hate that man, and even felt a little annoyed because of his avoidance.

After all, in normal times, he wouldn't use the water used to pour spirit grass to produce a big watermelon. Now that he told others that he was just drunk yesterday, he didn't know if anyone would believe it.

Maybe it's not just as simple as not hating, but such an obvious hiding behavior really makes people very angry.

Drinking tea like a cow, Shen Danfeng put down the teacup, got up, changed clothes, and went out of the room. The sun is rising in the morning, and the air is rarely cool. Cultivators don’t shy away from cold and heat, and most of them like to use their own cultivation to adjust His body is suitable for the temperature, so he prefers to use it personally to feel it, knowing whether it is warm or not.

However, let's see who we can beat.