Traveling Through the Stars

   Chapter 708

  One hour is too long. Lan Qiao waited for half an hour and couldn't wait any longer. She said that she would go to Bai Yun's house when she came back later.

  Lan Qiao was still in a hurry to refine it, so she didn't panic as soon as she left, and controlled the fire to a moderate level and slowly refined it. When the time came for an hour, the formation cauldron didn't explode. After another half an hour, it still didn't explode.

  Robi thought that it was a success this time. Regardless of whether the blue and white porcelain meal has flowers or not, there is no fryer after all. During the refining process, Robbie didn't use mental power to detect it. It was one thing that he didn't want to use mental power casually. The main reason was that the tableware had nothing to check, but it was a small plate, a small bowl and a spoon.

However, there was no movement in the refining cauldron after another hour. Now Luo Bi could not calm down. It was not just a stove and tableware, and it took too long. But now I want to find out that it is too late. The refining is finished. During this period, the situation in the furnace could not be detected.

  No way, Robbie completed the final refining with full of doubts.

  With the passage of time, Luo Bi's heart is getting more and more senseless, it doesn't matter if he can't cultivate flowers, but don't practice emptying again! Refining the air is a waste of effort, so it's not as good as a fryer.

  Robi's head began to faintly hurt. She shouldn't be refined, the mental power consumption is really uncomfortable, so she stopped doing it after refining this furnace.

  After another half an hour, Luo Bi withdrew from the source of the fire. At present, the formation cauldron was hot. She was not in a hurry to open it, and got up and walked towards the planting cauldron. Isn’t Lan Qiao wondering! She will eat one first.

  Went around ten trees, picked one of the biggest and the red one, and picked it off hard, but it was not strong enough. I did not break it for a few times and picked a bunberry fruit on the tree.

  Robi took out a fruit knife and cut it open. The smashed jewel-like fruit pieces were squeezed together and seductively, and acid water came out of his mouth when he looked at it. It's not gluttony, it's a physiological reaction. Who doesn't know that pomegranate is sour! Even if interstellar humans call pomegranate dull fruit, Robbie recognizes what it is.

  Put a piece of fruit in his mouth and tasted it. It was sour and slightly sweet. The pomegranate couldn't be wrong. Robbie needed to relax, and took half of the durian fruit and ate it and went to the planting field. Jumping on the small bluestone wall, the poultry side seems to be different from usual, the water ducks did not bark, the partridges did not jump, but the geese strolled with steady steps.

This situation is not right. Robbie quickly walked a few steps and looked at it. It doesn’t matter that the water ducks ran away and hid to the southernmost part of the fence. The partridge was dead, and the living ones shrank and shivered. He took a look. Just frightened.

   Luo Bi panicked, and immediately jumped off the bluestone wall and ran to the kitchen to find crystal sugar to boil water. If the poultry is frightened, it is better to add sugar. Instead of asking the poultry breeder, she can do it herself.

  Poke the communicator, Luo Bi dialed Feng Ling, his voice was aggrieved: "Feng Ling, my fryer scared the partridge chicken to death a lot."

  Feng Ling was taken aback for a moment: "How many died?"

   "No, it should be no more than half." Robbie replied.

  It’s fine if all of them are dead, Feng Ling calmly said: “It’s okay, I can’t get out of the meeting at the headquarters, let Wen Xiao go there.”

   "No, I can solve it by myself."

Those who are scared to death can’t live, no one can come. As for those partridges that are too scared, Robbie can handle it by himself. When the hot water is boiled, use cold water to make warm water, add crystal sugar and pour it into the poultry drinking jug. Partridge chicken drink.

  Those who survive are considered brave, and those who are timid are dead! Anyway, enough to eat at home.

  (End of this chapter)