When the lord returned, he naturally wanted to eat a good meal, two whole hard dishes. www.biquge.info Binglian grabbed Jiao Ming and said that no matter what, he would take out the salted duck eggs to support the scene, and Jiao Ming also knew that this was an opportunity to open the market, so he naturally agreed, and contributed the practice of steamed egg custard under the inspiration.

The two of them chatted as they walked, this was the only time that Ms. Purple Feather had a chance to talk freely in the days since she came back. After finishing talking about the food, Jiao Ming was still not very happy, and he had nothing to say and asked why there were patches of weeds between the large sorghum fields, which was also a problem that Jiao Ming found when transporting grain in the past few days.

Binglian smiled slightly, walked down the dirt road, pulled out a lumpy bulb from the weeds, gently wiped off the floating soil, and handed it to Jiao Ming. Jiao Ming played and observed, the bulb as a whole looked like a potato, but there were ring-shaped lines, as if it was a spherical Michelin tire man.

"It's 'sarozzi,' and when it's washed, it's cooked with the skin, and it's the kind of paste that coolies often eat. And this is also a kind of rotation, which can increase grain production. ”

Jiao Ming suddenly realized, and at the same time remembered that it seemed that some beans could be planted better when the seeds were rotated, but he couldn't remember the principle.

The two were chatting energetically, and Ms. Purple Feather trotted back from a distance with a boulder, and Jiao Ming immediately consciously kept his distance from the ice lotus, and then saluted Ms. Purple Feather. Lady Purple Feather didn't say much, just dragged the ice lotus away.

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At the dinner, the overall situation of the restaurant also changed due to the increase in the number of people. First of all, the table and chairs are placed and the dining positions of the personnel, the ice love mother and daughter and the magic warriors who have returned one after another occupy the two long tables, and the little ones, Jiao Ming, and the white-haired muscular old man are on the long table where the guards and maids used to eat.

It is no longer the six small appliances and the aunt maids who stand at the root of the wall and serve the dishes, but some young and beautiful maids. Looking at their relaxed appearance of carrying wooden barrels, Jiao Ming judged that they must be magic warriors, but the number of rings should not be high.

After the meal, a thin black man with a height of about 1.75 meters walked in and sat on the main seat where Ice Lotus had been sitting, and Jiao Ming finally saw the supreme ruler of the Crocodile Domain up close, and the Crocodile Duke who was also the most powerful crocodile in the Crocodile Territory.

This person has an ordinary appearance, the kind that can't be found in the pile of people, sitting close to the ice lotus, anyone can tell at first glance that it is father and daughter. There is no strong man who is not imposing, and he is wearing coarse cloth clothes, even if he is a middle-level coolie like a small door panel, some people believe him.

Sensing Jiao Ming's gaze, the crocodile duke looked over and nodded, his eyes calm with a curiosity for the alien. Jiao Ming was a little embarrassed in an instant, and nodded stiffly, first, he didn't know what the response should be in line with the rules, and secondly, he understood that this big man had already learned his origin from the mouth of Binglian's mother and daughter.

But then Jiao Ming found that the atmosphere was weird, although the restaurant was illuminated by torches, and the food was also very rich as a feast for catching the wind and washing the dust, everyone didn't dare to breathe, the tableware didn't dare to collide, and they ate in silence. Occasionally, a few people who want to praise the salted duck eggs for a few words, or those who eat and chatter, are also quieted down by the people around them with an elbow.

Jiao Ming followed the gaze of the reminder and discovered the source of the oppressive atmosphere: Ms. Purple Feather. At this time, her face was so cold that she could almost scrape the frost.

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After dinner, I went back to the room, and after a routine mental massage, in the dark, Xiao Shi took out something from nowhere and stuffed it into Jiao Ming's mouth.

"What?"

"Sugar. ”

Jiao Ming's cheeks and lips felt the soft little hands of Little Lori rubbing around, so he opened his mouth, and a glass ball-sized thing entered the mouth, which broke when he bit it lightly, and the greasy sweetness spread out in his lips and teeth, but it was a sugar ball that looked like earth halva. Jiao Ming suddenly felt that he didn't hurt this little girl in vain.

In the soft voice of the poem, Jiao Ming learned that this halva was a specialty of a country in the south, and this time it was exchanged for war booty in Sardinia City.

In the afternoon, the Duke first gave each of the little ones a taste of sweetness, and then threw out a big bag for the little ones to snatch each other, and the piece of candy in Jiao Ming's mouth was also thanks to the bravery of the shining scales. Use your tongue to lick the remaining scraps between your teeth. Listening to the cute Lori voice chattering about the interesting things of the day, Jiao Ming was sleepy with happiness, but he found that his eyes were slightly bright. A dim dot of light the size of a grain of rice appeared in the center of Xiao Shi's hands, as if it were a small piece of luminous plastic.

"This is ......" Jiao Ming just said two words, and the point of light disappeared, "...... The one of Master Marr. ”

"Hmm. ”

"I've always blamed you, you're not a scumbag, it turns out that you're also a scholar. Jiao Ming said with a smile, touching his head to kill encouragement, but found that Xiao Shi's forehead was sweating, and he suddenly felt distressed again: "Rest, don't be tired." "It's like a parent who sees their child studying late into the night.

Xiao Shi snorted, climbed into her little bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

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It wasn't until the next day, the fifth day of the harvest, that the gossip spread, and Jiao Ming also learned from the mouth of the sharp bone the cause of the master's mother's anger: the lord used the spoils of war and war indemnity to buy the magic addiction potion.

"What is the magic addiction potion?" At this time, Jiao Ming was lying on the back of the hammer, still paddling lazy, the only thing that was unpleasant was the increasing number of clouds in the sky, covering the sun from time to time.

"It's an alchemy product that will be very refreshing after drinking it, and I want to drink it after drinking it. "Rui Gu is also lying on the back of the cow basking in the sun, and he is also crossing Erlang's legs, which Jiao Ming can't do.

"What does it look like?" This thing sounds a bit like wine, or even a liquid form of poison~~ product

"I don't know. ”

"Haven't you seen it yet?"

"I've seen bottles of potions of addiction, in a shop in Sardinia City, does that count?"

"Sort of a fart. Jiao Ming smiled and scolded, and at the same time sighed in his heart that Ms. Ziyu was able to maintain her demeanor at the dinner table last night, and the housewife of the earth learned that her husband had used all the remuneration for several years to buy potions, and she had to blow up her lungs early.

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With the addition of a large group of super laborers, the speed of the autumn harvest work has been increased by three steps. The harvest alone has two more people who can be compared to Master Mar.

Due to the distance, Jiao Ming didn't really see it, one of them looked like a crocodile duke, and the other seemed to be a woman, but he wasn't sure. The harvesting tools in the hands of the two shimmered with the characteristic reflection of metal, and if you looked closely, the crocodile duke had a two-handed sword in his hand, probably the one worth three hundred slaves, and in the other man's hand was an arm-length short blade. This was the first time Jiao Ming had seen a metal weapon since he had crossed over. Master Marr is now in the first group with the two of them, and is even slightly slower than the Crocodile Duke.

In the work of picking ears of grain joined by the coolies who were replaced in the harvesting posts, the transport brigade of Jiao Ming and Rui Gu also had to speed up, and often passed by men or women carrying more than 20 sacks.

In the small square in front of the castle, it was only one morning, and the newly spread ears of grain were larger than the area of the previous day. And Jiao Ming finally saw the role of that stone plate: threshing. Six or seven coolies stood on the edge, holding a large handful of thin ears of grain, and then beat the ears of grain on the concave side as if they were making a gesture, and the sun-dried sorghum grains would come out of the husk, jump and roll down and gather at the bottom of the pit, and then someone would load the grains into sacks with wooden shovels and carry them to the granary.

Jiao Ming leaned over, picked up a handful of empty grains after threshing and looked at them carefully, and saw that only some small and unripe grains at the root were still left on the stem, and handed them to the mouth of the hammer, and the hammer tasted a few bites, and then lost interest, Jiao Ming clearly felt that there was a dislike from the hammer. Then the hammer turned his head, arched open the sack full of sorghum, and opened his mouth to eat, Jiao Ming hurriedly ordered a ban in his heart, and the hammer reluctantly stopped, and the poor Mu screamed.

"You're a stupid cow, but you're a picky eater. Jiao Ming smiled and slapped the long cow's face.