Traveling Through the Stars

  Chapter 711 Speaking out can make the three major galaxies three shakes

  Qin Yilang and Zhan Di were talking to Feng Ling, noticed the movement of the planting stove, and walked over to take a look. The branches and leaves of the burl berries are very lush. The round burl berries are big and red. The branches are bent due to the excessive quantity, which shows the high yield.

  "When was it planted?" Qin Yilang asked.

  "About ten days ago." Feng Ling replied.

  Roger sighed, the durian fruit seeds can be planted and harvested in ten days, saying that the three major galaxies' planting world will be shaken by three shocks.

  Wen Yao thinks more comprehensively, he said: “It seems that it should be ripe, so pick the durian fruit as soon as possible. Putting it here is too easy to attract people, and it will inevitably be troublesome if it is noticed by someone with a heart.”

  Fengling had this intention, and nodded slightly: "Fortunately, Abi Xijing, usually no one comes to my house."

After watching the durian fruit trees, a few people went to the planting field. Wen Xiao washed his hands and was about to go to the front. When Qin Yilang, Luo Jie and others looked at the more than one hundred partridges piled together, the green veins on their foreheads Jump straight.

   "Are you willing to fight?" Roger asked Feng Ling, referring to Luo Bi.

  Feng Ling smiled but didn't smile: "What do you mean?"

  Roger laughed: "You just get used to it! If Hu Li dares to scare my partridge to death, I will certainly not be merciless."

  Fengling chuckled lightly and said nothing. Roger could do it for Thaksin, but what about it. It doesn't matter how Roger handles family relations. In Feng Ling's view, not to mention that Robbie scared more than a hundred partridges to death, just that they were all scared to death.

Li Feng’s cooking skills really didn’t say, he said that he didn’t make ginseng grass stewed partridge chicken when he changed the pattern. He crushed the ginseng grass with a special method, stuffed it into the partridge chicken belly, and placed it on the inverted grill. Grilled on top.

  In addition, the partridge chicken was immersed in ginseng grass juice to make a portion of braised partridge chicken, stir-fried partridge chicken, and crispy partridge chicken. A few of them were also marinated, and the fragrance was everywhere.

  Fortunately, all the large balconies in winter are closed with glass covers, otherwise, the residents of the few floors below will definitely be able to smell this attractive smell.

  Robi poke the newsletter and called Hu Li, the ingredients were put on the table, and a jar of purple grape wine was opened. Everyone washed their hands and sat around for a meal.

The partridge chickens raised by Qin Yilang, Wen Yao and others have only been more than 20 days old. They have just grown into one and haven’t eaten them yet. Today, there are purple wine and grass partridge chickens. The three ingredients are good for improving combat effectiveness. , The thunder flame warriors were not polite, and ate the ones that suit their taste.

   After dinner, the table was cleaned up, and everyone began to divide the partridges that were scared to death. When Admiral Qi Lan heard about this, he called Luo Bi a newsletter: "Give me some too."

  The partridge that frightened to death was not sick, and no one disliked it as dead.

   "Okay, let someone come over and take it." Luo Bi didn't want a single one, he was alive and could not eat it, who is rare to die.

  Meng Chi was quickly ordered to rush over. After eating 20 dinners, there was one hundred and one partridges left, and everyone was divided equally. Seeing that it was eight o'clock after the time, Qin Yilang took the lead to say goodbye, and a group of people huffed and left.

  Send everyone away, Luo Bi rubbed his paws and said with a grin: "Fengling, let's quickly pick the durian fruit, and make wine immediately after picking."

  It’s okay to move around after the meal. Feng Ling moved the step ladder and placed it next to the planting stove. Luo Bi happily carried a small basket and climbed up. She was willing to do the job of picking durian fruit.

  Fengling doesn’t need a ladder. He is so tall that he can pick the fruit just by reaching out.

  (End of this chapter)