After eating and drinking, it was already dark outside, and several people were tired when they came back, the old man was afraid that he would be tired of his grandson, so he quickly let his grandson take a bath and go to sleep, what do you have to ask, what do you have to say, say it slowly tomorrow, ask slowly, don't rush at this time.

"Lan Yue, you go out, I'm sleeping."

After Zhou Ziya drove the maids away, she closed the door and entered the space directly.

Now the space is getting bigger and bigger, and the upgrade is now slower than a snail for her, although there is more land, but she can't grow it. There are no modern tools in this ancient world, and this space cannot be used with any ideas or the like in China. It's all thanks to her hard work.

"Hey, this space has really transformed me into a farmer." sighed helplessly, and began to harvest the crops in the space with a knife again.

After two hours of exhaustion, she was sweating all over, and her muscles were sore, so embarrassed that she wanted to run to take a bath, but before washing, she went to look at the tree again, and the result was still not rewarded, which means that there is still no upgrade. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had upgraded, and now the space had been used by her as a place to pass the time or store things.

It's not like the positive appearance of just getting the space to work hard and get rewards for crazy planting, after all, at the beginning, it was a fast upgrade and many rewards, so that she gained a lot, and completely let her have endless energy. It's like now, she hasn't been able to upgrade for a long time, and she's starting to be lazy. And there is a lot of food stored in the space, and there is no way to use it. At most, you can only occasionally fish in the water and add some to your own granary. Unfortunately, even then, only a small part can be used, and most of it still exists in space.

"Miss, why did you come to the kitchen, what do you want to eat, just tell Aunt Zhang." Aunt Zhang was busy making breakfast, and when she saw the person who came in, she quickly stopped her hand and wiped her wet hands by the way.

"Aunt Zhang, my brothers came back yesterday, I came over to make something to eat for breakfast, it's not the first time I've been here in this kitchen, you're busy with yours, don't worry about me."

"Hey, that miss, I'm going to see the pot. You want to help, call me. Aunt Zhang was used to it, so she agreed to do something else.

Early in the morning, Zhou Ziya didn't have anything to do, but fried the fritters and made a little other. But like porridge, salted vegetables, steamed buns, steamed buns and the like are made by Aunt Zhang. When everything was done and brought to the living room, everyone got up, still divided into two tables, one for the man and one for the woman, and after a day's rest, the three brothers had fully recovered.

"Ah, little sister, this fritter must have been fried by you, crispy and fragrant, no one else can make it, it's so delicious. You don't know, the eldest brother has been thinking about it for more than a month, and finally eats it. Big brother must eat a few more. Zhou Zihu's voice came from the table next to him. I have a big fritter stuffed in my mouth and gnaw it very happily.

"Hey, the good grandson of the milk is suffering outside, and he doesn't even have to eat fritters. Quick, eat more, third, don't eat your share, take it all to your grandson. Zhou Shi directly ordered next to him. Obvious eccentricity.

Zhou Yanliang's face darkened with anger, and he glared at his son, but the old lady had no way to disobey, so she could only agree depressedly. The idea of not playing fritters.