Hua Yuqiong simply admired their brains, and hit the edge of the truth with one shot.

Since they all said such a perfect reason for their pills and medical skills, wouldn't it be a pity that she didn't have to?

"Now that you all know, I don't have much more to say." Painted Yuqiong shrugged.

Her current strength is not strong enough, and she will definitely not be able to tell them in a short time, even if it is grandpa and uncle.

Cheng Yuqi patted Hua Yuqiong's shoulder, "The elixir you gave is so precious, I am reluctant to return it, my grandfather asked me to bring you the elixir and treasure of my master, and the guy Zhai Zilan gave you, all in it......"

As he spoke, Cheng Yuqi had an extra Qiankun bag in his hand and stuffed it into Hua Yuqiong, "Don't shirk!" ”

Hua Yuqiong smiled, "I'm not stupid, I won't return the meat to you." ”

Cheng Yuqi and Zhai Zilan glanced at the appearance of Hua Yuqiong as if they were drilling money, glanced at each other, and laughed in a low voice.

This kid is really a little money fan.

*

Hua Yuqiong originally went home with an umbrella, but who knew that the umbrella bone was actually lifted by the strong wind in the middle of the road, so angry that she had to rush back in the rain again.

When I got home, it was already early hour.

Hua Yuqiong hurriedly washed her hands, and then ran to the east kitchen without stopping, scooping a few spoonfuls of rice into the basin under the surprised gaze of Hua Linwei of the east kitchen.

Looking at the rice in the basin, Hua Yuqiong patted her head tiredly.

How can you put so much in a few spoonfuls!

Alas, forget it, no matter.

Hua Yuqiong cleaned the rice, turned it over and poured it into the pot, and scooped several scoops of water into it. Then he took out another potato and peeled it, cut it into small pieces, and processed the other medicinal herbs, cut them and put them on a plate on the side.

After doing this in one go, Hua Yuqiong exhaled slightly, and pinned a handful of hair that was attached to her forehead behind her ear.

The painting Lin Wei on the side was stunned, watching from the beginning as Hua Yuqiong finished his work.

Little master, this is ...... Boiling porridge?

Hua Yuqiong glanced at them, raised the knife in his hand, and said with a ruffian face: "You are all busy, just make some side dishes today, you continue to boil the other porridge, don't touch my pot of porridge." ”

"Yes." The painters responded in unison.

"Bang!"

Hua Yuqiong threw the knife in his hand casually, and the tip of the kitchen knife sank into the board steadily.

Painting Lin Wei swallowed his saliva in unison, and watched Painting Yuqiong rush out, leaving them to look at each other.

"The little young master who doesn't touch the spring water with his ten fingers...... Can you make porridge? ”

A painting guard held a green onion in his hand and muttered dreamily.

"Maybe, do you see the potatoes? And what other herbs? Xu is the little master wants to boil medicinal porridge. The other replied.

"But how did he cut so many potatoes and herbs?" One looked at the plate that was almost piled up on a board of chips with potato chips and herbs.

"I don't know."

*

Hua Yuqiong quickly entered the space, and before Gu Ji pounced, he went directly to the Talking and Laughing Building, took off his clothes and sat in the warm water.

"Comfortable ......"

Hua Yuqiong leaned comfortably for a while, and then sat up very helplessly.

"Alas...... Porridge, porridge, I must let my uncle eat the porridge I boiled with my own hands. ”

As he spoke, Hua Yuqiong quickly washed the blood stains on her body.

"Shhh Yes...... It hurts, it hurts! ”