Feng Jiao's side, while cutting vegetables, was still chatting with the harvest system distractedly, so naturally she didn't care about paying attention to the surrounding situation.

Da Gang was still chopping wood in the yard, and Granny Li, as the head chef, was concentrating on making soup, everyone was busy with their duties, and no one noticed that there was a jealous gaze that fell on Feng Jiao's body with hatred.

Cuifang, the fire-burning girl, gritted her teeth and glanced at Feng Jiao while sorting out the firewood in her hand.

As an immortal cultivator, she has been burning the fire here for more than ten years.

Why is it that a newcomer who has just arrived, and doesn't even have cultivation, can be favored by Granny Li and let her be directly responsible for such an important work as cutting Dun'er?!

Even she, a Xuan-level immortal cultivator who has cultivated for fifty or sixty years, is not she still honest, burning the fire every day?!

Cui Fang was secretly hating Feng Jiao in her heart, but Granny Li raised her head in the gap between boiling soup and ingredients, glanced at Feng Jiao and said, "Feng Jiao, that big kitchen knife is not light." If you feel tired, stop what you're doing and put down your kitchen knife for a while. ”

"Auntie, I'm fine. I used to do this at home. Actually, I also cook. Stir-frying, cooking, and frying are not a problem. When I get free one day, I'll give my aunt a few hard dishes and let my aunt taste my craftsmanship? ”

Feng Jiao is really grateful to Granny Li, who kindly took her in and gave her a place to live from now on, so she said these sincere words.

Hearing the conversation between Granny Li and Feng Jiao, Cuifang was even more angry and gritted her teeth.

She knew that that little hoof's sweet mouth would coax people, and coax Granny Li to favor her!

She has been burning the fire here for more than ten years, and her face is black every day, and she has never heard Granny Li care about her like this and let her put down the work at hand and rest.

Granny Li put the soup spoon in the soup pot and stirred it a few times, and glanced at Feng Jiao.

In just a while, Feng Jiao has already cut two large pots of vegetables, she is really a diligent and capable good girl!

"Really? So you know how to cook, huh? Then I'll have to try your handiwork! She looked at Feng Jiao and smiled.

While doing the work at hand, the old and the young take the time to chat a few words from time to time, so that the busy kitchen is also full of active atmosphere.

Although the Yuxianju wine shop is not large, it is also a 200-year-old shop.

Granny Li's skills are good, coupled with the courtesy and thoughtful hospitality of the guys, it is naturally full of guests at noon.

Everyone was busy together for two hours, and finally finished the noon work.

"Alright, it's not too early, we should make something to eat ourselves. Miss Fengjiao, you come with me, and I'll take you to our own vegetable garden. ”

Granny Li took Feng Jiao into her small vegetable garden, picked a few large vermilion fruits, a few magnolia plants and a few blue and purple vegetables, with patterns, and the shape looked like eggplant.

After the explanation of the harvest system, Feng Jiao knew that it was called March Worm.

Feng Jiao and Granny Li entered the kitchen with the fresh vegetables they had just picked, rolled up their sleeves and started to get busy.

Cui Fang took the basin and made a basin of washing water, and glared in the direction of the kitchen.