After eating, after Feng Junhui washed up, he went to the hanging tower on the side of Baicao Garden. The lotus flowers on the small lake are blooming brightly, Feng Junhui looked at these lotus flowers and lotus leaves, and couldn't help but recall the medicinal dishes of several lotus flowers and lotus leaves that he ate at Chef Han's place.

I don't know when Chef Han and Uncle Qin will come over. Feng Junhui thought about it, and wanted to make a phone call to urge him. But fortunately, the Chinese medicine hall has been built, and the interior decoration is almost completed, and the day of having delicious food every day is just around the corner.

Now Feng Junhui is planning to move over and live with Hurricane and Longyuan on the side of the hanging tower. When Wang Xian knew that Hurricane and Longyuan were going to live here, he prepared daily necessities. This is a lot more convenient, after getting the jade sent by Li Kaize, Long Yuan has already started to arrange the formation.

Now this side of the Hundred Herbs Garden, especially the hanging tower, is completely a blessed place for cultivators, no worse than those places where the Lingshan is handsome. Of course, there are great benefits for cultivators to live here.

"How's that bird ghost?" asked Feng Junhui.

"The bird's bones have been buried, and the bird's soul still needs to be nurtured for a while. Fortunately, this bird's body is easy to find, its soul power is relatively strong, and it doesn't hurt to find a body to live another life in the future. Hurricane said, and now he was full of gas when he talked about the bird ghost.

After bringing this bird ghost back, Hurricane used pills and even used his own aura to raise this bird. The bird was cautious at first, and only felt a little safe around the hurricane. Long Yuan buried its bones well, this is a bird that has opened its mind, and naturally treats its bones like other birds.

By the way, Long Yuan also re-refined the birdcage, and now those soul refining and soul locking formations have been erased. Long Yuan himself arranged a magic circle that contained the soul on the birdcage, and now it was the small bedroom of the bird ghost. Even the color of the birdcage has changed, and the black birdcage is now golden, and the aesthetics of Longyuan are so dazzling!

The hurricane also gave the bird a comfortable nest, as well as a small pot and bowl of water to drink and eat bird food. Although, it's already a bird ghost, and it's useless to ask for these things, but this bird ghost has become very happy because he has these things in the bird cage. For this very frightened birdcage, the bird ghost also has a new acceptance.

And the origin of this bird hurricane is also figured out. Not long after it opened its spiritual wisdom, it was caught by an evil cultivator more than a hundred years ago and raised in this special birdcage. Every time the cult killed someone, he locked the souls of those people in a birdcage and let the crow eat them. Unexpectedly, the bird that opened the wisdom of the bird is pure and good, and does not devour the souls of these people.

The evil cultivator came up with the idea of setting up a soul refining array to refine the souls of those people and the souls of the crows. In this way, the bird is forced to fuse with the soul of the human being, so that the bird has a strong aura on its body, and after increasing its cultivation, it can become his killing move. Therefore, this crow spent a lot of painful time in the cage, which made it cringe towards the cultivators.

Later, the evil cultivator died, and the bird also died, but the soul was trapped in the birdcage all the time. However, after meeting Feng Junhui, and now with the hurricane as a backer, this bird will become better in the future. Now it also has a name, called Xiao Hei. Well, the special naming skills of the hurricane.

Hearing what happened to this bird, Feng Junhui's heart was also blocked. Before going to bed, it was what Long Yuan said that made him lift his spirits.

The crops in his contracted mountains, including his greenhouse, now seem to have no distinction between the seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. The fruit trees he planted last year have recently entered the flowering and peak production period, and even flowers and fruits coexist. Isn't that a hurricane who has nothing to do to water a lot of moisturizing nutrient solution on those fruit trees?

Birds like to eat berries, so during this time, except for those delivered to Kyoto, some were sold at the online store, and the rest of the hurricanes were used to add meals to the birds at home. Of course, he also has a particularly large one! Longyuan is a good winemaker, and when he sees so many fruits, the first thing he thinks of is winemaking.

Of course, the wine that Longyuan wants to make is naturally not an ordinary wine, but one with a bit of aura. However, the brewing process is different from ordinary wine, and it needs to be tempered with the help of Feng Junhui's alchemy furnace. Therefore, I came to tell Feng Junhui that they will do it together tomorrow. Feng Junhui naturally agreed, anyway, he was idle.

To say that living in Baicao Garden is comfortable, getting up early in the morning, Feng Junhui feels that he is very comfortable all over his body. The tiredness of running around outside these days is gone. The fat boy family also gathered outside the hanging tower, and when they saw Feng Junhui, they came over intimately. They are now light yì and will not leave the Baicao Garden, unless a hurricane or dragon source is here, they will go out to fly outside and have fun.

"Ouch, fat boy, you're getting fat again!" Feng Junhui reached out and picked up the fat boy.

During this time, their family of three stayed here in the Baicao Garden, and the changes were very great. The two big ones are more energetic and more powerful. Their claws and pecks are sharper, and they can cut through steel plates in minutes.

And the little one, that is, the fat boy, it has become fat again! Even the hurricane said that under the baptism of aura, it should grow majestic and majestic, why did it become fat, even the hurricane can't say clearly, maybe the fat boy is too special?

The fat boy listened to Feng Junhui's words, and quickly shook his head, it didn't get fat! It just grew strong, is it strong and not fat! Seeing that Feng Junhui was still making fun of it, the fat boy who had already had some minds about his figure was not happy, turned around, and pointed his butt at Feng Junhui.

The baby is wronged, but the baby doesn't say!

Seeing that the fat boy was angry, Feng Junhui hurriedly said: "The fat boy is so fat and cute like this, the bird must be like a bird, and a bird without meat is not cute at all." ”

Hearing Feng Junhui's words, the fat boy was immediately happy. This kid is simply too coaxing, and he jumped directly into Feng Junhui's arms. Feng Junhui smiled, and then picked up the bird food and fed it to the fat boy. The fat boy ate it all unceremoniously, no matter how fat and strong it is, his stomach can't be treated badly!

Before he came out of the Baicao Garden, Feng Junhui saw many birds gathered outside the Baicao Garden. On weekdays, even these birds are not allowed to enter the Baicao Garden, which is full of spiritual grass, and the temptation for these little birds is too great. In case one of them can't control himself and eats a meal in the Hundred Herb Garden, even if Feng Junhui is not angry, these birds will not be able to withstand the vigorous aura.

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere lately. Feng Junhui looked at the surrounding birds and said quickly. These birds were worried that he would leave suddenly, so they came early in the morning to see if he was leaving, right?

"Make bird food, I'm going to finish eating, it's gone!" Hachi said on behalf of the other birds.

"......" is a self-made amorous Feng Junhui.

Hurricane squinted at him, looked at him with the eyes of a "stupid mortal", and then said, "You can go, just remember to make more bird food and save it at home." ”

"......" was full of emotion yesterday, why don't you want to see these birds again today?But there is really not much bird food, and I have to send some to Derpy, Feng Junhui plans to do it later: "Wait for breakfast, we will pick fruits, and come back to make bird food after picking." ”

When the birds heard this, they all flew away. Squatting here early in the morning, they haven't gone to catch insects yet, even if they are hungry, there are still cubs waiting to be fed at home.

"Creamy flavor!" Before Hachi flew away, he couldn't help but give his opinion, he and Ziwei loved this flavor.

"Alright, you're indispensable. Feng Junhui, who was not moved at all, waved his hand and let it go, not waiting to see it.

When Feng Junhui returned home, his eldest aunt had already made breakfast for the three of them. is still talking about Feng Junhui buying so many things, it costs too much. Feng Junhui just ate noodles with his head bored and didn't answer, this little thing is really nothing.

After breakfast, Feng Junhui carried the basket and prepared to pick fruits. Now, no matter how long the plants grow in his mountains and in the contracted greenhouse, the people in the village don't think it's strange. After all, looking at it, watching it a few more times will make it numb. If a doll grows on the fruit tree of Feng Junhui's family one day, it is estimated that no one in the village will find it strange.

At that time, a large number of fruits suddenly entered the harvest period, and everyone was worried that there would be no market for so many fruits. And the time for the fruit to ripen is so fast, yesterday it was a little blue, and the next day it was red. Xu Mengqiao was also anxious to promote it on the online store and Weibo, but Wang Xian saw it and hurriedly stopped it.

Just kidding, Feng Junhui's things still need to be promoted? They can't wait to hide it tightly, no one will say it, and no one will let anyone know. What is the harvest period, he can't wait for the mountains behind this village to be full of fruit trees, and it is estimated that there will not be enough people to divide it by then!

Wang Xian naturally followed Xue Jing's explanation, and all the things produced here were shipped back. Those in Kyoto who knew about it immediately offered a high price and asked for a large amount. Nowadays, these cold storage can store fruits, they are not afraid of more, they are afraid of being out of stock! Now they can eat some of the dishes here of Feng Junhui every day, and then eat other vegetables and fruits are like wax. If you don't eat it one day, your heart will be as uncomfortable as a cat scratch.

However, Feng Junhui still said that he would keep some of every fruit every day and sell it in limited quantities in the online store, which can be regarded as giving back to customers. Although it is not free shipping, the price is still very expensive, but every day these fruits are snatched up, it should be said that they are snatched up as soon as they are put on the shelves.

And in some special troops, a particularly delicious fruit was recently served after dinner. The variety size of the fruit is one per meal. These people who love meat on weekdays even exchange the meat on their plates for fruit with other comrades-in-arms, but the reply they get is "hehe". If they could, they would rather go hungry and eat one more fruit!

Some people went to the cafeteria and asked if they could ask for those big fruits, and it would be better if they gave them a watermelon after every meal. The people in the kitchen explained it seriously at first, but when they got to the back, there were many people who asked, and no one asked. The logistics staff maintained the cold that they had never had before.

When Feng Junhui went up the mountain, many invited people had already started picking fruits in the fruit forest. This will not be as sunny as the fruit will be picked and the fruit will be fresh, and there will be no interference from the sun, so it will be easier to judge the ripeness of the fruit by the color of the guò. When the sun comes out, a cart will come and pull the fruit.

The hurricane didn't let Feng Junhui go to the place where everyone picked the fruit, but let him walk on the other side of the slope. The fruit trees here are all kept by Feng Junhui for his own food. Next to it is a greenhouse planted with spiritual grass, and now the village has reached a tacit understanding, and ordinary people will not approach here. The varieties on the mountain are all here, and a lot of nutrient solution is watered, and the hurricane is even more nourished by the aura formation during this time.

The fruit is just look, the appearance is smooth, with a slight glitter. The color is bright, and even the fruit shape is perfect, which makes people very appetizing. The fruity aroma is so fragrant that you can smell it from afar, and before you even look at the fruit, you have already begun to swallow your saliva.

But!

"Hurricane, how much have you eaten lately?" No wonder, Hurricane himself didn't play games at home and took the initiative to refine a few furnaces of moisturizing nutrient solution. Looking at the few fruits scattered on the tree, Feng Junhui was completely confused. Shouldn't it be fruitful?

Will Hurricane say anything about turning into his original form to eat fruit? No one knows except Long Yuan, and he won't sue anyone, including any birds! With an expression of "I didn't understand what you said," Hurricane's eyes began to wander.

Actually, it's okay, after all, he has just changed back to a miniature version of the prototype, and if he maintains the largest appearance, the fruits of these hills of Feng Junhui will not be enough for him to eat. If he cultivates again, will he be able to swallow ten more mountains like this in one breath!

"It would be nice to give birth a little more, what does it matter. I really couldn't stand Feng Junhui's eyes, and Hurricane couldn't help but say.

"Otherwise, let's go to the orchard over there and pick it. Feng Junhui also felt that the hurricane had eaten it here, and he should feel lucky that there was no animal fruit forest.

"No, there is too little fruit aura over there. "It's not enough to stuff my teeth, I'm too lazy to eat.

It turned out that there was no scourge on the fruit forest over there because of this, Feng Junhui just thought that it was a hurricane and knew that those fruits were sold for money, so there was no scourge. Sure enough, he thought too much about himself!