Meng Jingnian's situation, Wen Ling didn't know.

I bought the meat and went back to the mountain.

It was still very hot in September, and Wen Ling didn't want to go up the mountain at noon.

So, after shopping, I went back to the mountains.

If you get used to it along the way, you won't feel that far away.

Simmer rice at noon, and wake up a bowl of braised pork, which is simply delicious.

"Do you think my hair will grow faster if I eat meat like this?" Touching a pair of smooth little brains, Wen Ling asked 233.

After checking the information, 233 thought for a while and said, "It should be possible." ”

Actually, I'm not sure, but if you eat more, you should be able to grow faster.

"I knew I would have bought a hair growth spirit." Wen Ling thought about it and felt that he should buy another hair growth spirit.

In this case, it will grow faster.

233 didn't want to speak.

Wen Ling didn't care, watching the fragrant and steaming braised pork come out of the pot, Wen Ling took a deep breath.

"Hey, it's not as delicious as the benefactor's cooking." This is to say, in the first world, the craftsmanship of the benefactor.

Although Wen Ling's cooking skills are okay, I always feel that the benefactor cooks better.

In that world, I ate the most rice cooked by my benefactor.

After all, I have been eating since I was a student and have been eating until I am old.

"It's delicious to look at." Looking at the braised pork with rich color and fragrance, 233 felt that his saliva was shamefully exuberant.

I thought this was also delicious, and 233 told the truth.

"No, no, no, have you forgotten your benefactor's braised pork? That's a must, and no one can compare to it. Wen Ling shook his head, feeling that his craftsmanship was still a little worse.

Maybe it's missing a little bit of love.

After all, roasting meat by yourself is just to make your hair grow faster, and there is no other emotion in it.

The braised pork is a little tired after eating too much, Wen Ling pulled two cucumbers again, this can be dipped in sauce and eaten, or it can be eaten dry like this, the cucumbers picked are delicious.

After a good meal, Wen Ling closed his eyes beautifully.

After the meal, this little day is really beautiful.

However, there was still a group of small animals in the backyard that needed to be fed, so Wen Ling fell down for a while and went to feed them.

Plant some lettuce on the edge of the garden, pick some old leaves, chop them, and mix them with cornmeal, so that you can feed the chickens and ducks.

In the case of pigs, it is almost the same, you don't need to put vegetables, you just need to mix some cornmeal, put some sweet potatoes and potatoes and the like.

Occasionally, you can also cook a pot of pig food.

Actually, pigs also like to eat cooked food.

In the end, raw food is not as delicious as cooked food.

Wen Ling felt that he was fine in the afternoon, he could cook a little, not more, two or three meals.

It's too hot, and if it's rancid, I'm afraid that the pig will get sick after eating it.

This is my meat at the end of the year, and it is also the money at the end of the year, I am really sick, and I am going to be poor again during the New Year.

After eating and moving, the whole person is also a lot more comfortable.

The pig food is almost cooked, throw some small firewood and simmer slowly.

After being busy, Wen Ling ran to the pavilion to take a nap.

The sun here is just right, the small days are also beautiful, and close to nature, Wen Ling feels that such a day is better than the fairy world.

If only the benefactor could come.

But thinking about the benefactor's legs, Wen Ling was a little worried.

It's not easy to treat.

Think about it, modern medicine is so developed, it is really easy to treat, and it has already been cured.

"Take your time." Before going to bed, Wen Ling said this.

(End of chapter)