Chapter Forty-Eight: Yours Is Jujube-Flavored

An Fupei looked back and looked at King Ze standing behind the glass cover.

King Ze was wearing a very luxurious goose-yellow Jiao pattern robe, with a golden belt around his waist, and his body was like a jade tree, obviously heroic, but he was lazy.

Broad shoulders and long legs, blue light, make his whole person look dreamy and elegant.

Just now, An Fupei only focused on looking at the big children who were too excited, and didn't notice King Ze.

Now that I think about it, King Ze indeed, from beginning to end, he was not too surprised by the new technology she revealed, and he has always accepted it smoothly.

Moreover, he does not have too much of the too late and too compelling aura of people of this era.

He is gentle.

It always has been.

But in some moments it is firm.

It's a strange person.

An Fupei had a rare comeback.

After a while, she smiled at him, "Is there anything delicious?" ”

King Ze will not treat himself badly in terms of diet, and An Fupei has known this for a long time.

A quarter of an hour later, they all went to the guest house to eat.

A rich aroma of tea wafted out.

On the long table, which is made of three tables of eight immortals, there is a teacup on each seat, and the heat is waving on it.

An Fupei sat down in her seat, pulled the teacup closer to herself, and asked, "What is this?" ”

Zewang sat down across from her and curled his lips, "The second cup of milk tea in autumn." ”

A smile rippled out of his eyes, and his peach blossom eyes, when smiling like this, were gentle and indifferent, which could make people drown in them.

He added: "Yours is red date-flavored. ”

He insisted that An Fupei's body was too weak and should be made up more.

An Fupei took a sip, only to feel that the tea was fragrant, and it was mellow and refreshing, which tasted better than the milk tea of the apocalyptic materials she had prepared in the space bracelet.

She blurted out: "It tastes good, and if you sell it in the store, it will definitely sell well." ”

King Ze smiled: "It's a little expensive, it's not easy to sell." ”

An Fupei was slightly stunned, "Oh? ”

Ze Wang said: "It is made of Longjing tea in the Ming Dynasty and finely ground into powder, plus goat milk, honey and flavor enhancer, and the chef of Wei Xiang Zhai tried twenty-two times before finally deciding on this recipe." So slightly expensive. ”

An Fupei responded: "Oh. ”

Before the Ming Dynasty, Longjing only picked a young shoot, which was almost equivalent to gold in the last days.

Come to think of it, in this world, the price will not be too low.

Zewang's goods were actually crushed into milk tea from Longjing before the Ming Dynasty.

An Fupei said casually: "Specializing in high-end brands, it only sells ten cups a day, and one cup sells for five hundred taels." ”

This number made Zheng Chaozong, who was sitting next to him, choke on milk tea.

"Ahem!"

With a violent cough, the blue tendons in Zheng Chaozong's neck burst out.

King Ze calmly drank milk tea, "That's exactly what I think, there are a lot of people in the capital who don't know how to spend it, and they wish there was something new for them to spend money vigorously, and they will break their heads." ”

An Fupei's eyes looked at King Ze, "Just like you?" ”

King Ze looked stunned.

Like?

He noticed that the girl across from him was looking at him with her sparkling almond eyes.

Overlapping with the person in my memory.

Who can stand it?

After staring at each other for a few seconds, King Ze flexed his finger and tapped An Fupei's forehead.

"Don't think so, this king is the most gentlemanly one in the capital, so he won't break his head. At most, let Xiao Si grab it. ”

Xiao Si, who is immersed in drinking milk tea, how can he still have his business?

Xiao Si looked up at An Fupei, and then at King Ze with peach blossom eyes and a smile, and suddenly felt that he had deeply understood the meaning of the light bulb.

Xiao Si touched his head, then drank all the milk tea in one go, and ran out of the guest hall.

If he doesn't run, he'll die of exhaustion.

After breakfast, An Fupei led Zheng Chaozong and others to repot the golden lotus seedlings.

Next, each piece of golden lotus rhizome will grow at least twenty root pieces, and each piece will grow to the size of a fist, and the original bottle will not be big enough.

Replace them with larger clay pots and cover them with new soil.

When changing pots, Zheng Chaozong couldn't help but exclaim, "No, just eat a meal, they are growing again!" It's incredible! ”

Zheng Chaozong grabbed his goatee until he felt pain in his jaw.

The pain kept him awake, otherwise, he would think he was dreaming.

Xiao Si jumped up and down, like a little monkey, "Doctor Anshen, if you say this, you can harvest a wave of grain in two days?" If we plant like this every day, won't we make a fortune? ”

Xiao Wu's face was full of longing, "Don't mind, every farmer should be allowed to plant like this, then how much grain can our Dayue country harvest in a year, and suddenly become the first country in the world!" Isn't it? Calm the Divine Doctor. ”

An Fupei said: "Theoretically, this is the case, but I only have this set of equipment, and the amount of culture medium and culture soil is limited, so I have prepared about a year's number. ”

Zheng Chaozong's face was envious, "That's not great, this has to be placed in the Medicine King Valley, how many rare medicines can be cultivated, my senior brother doesn't have to work so hard to climb the cliff to dig medicine." Isn't it? Calm the Doctor! ”

An Fupei nodded: "That's right, the premise is that there is a raw material first." As long as there is one raw material, one can be cultivated! Rare, special growing conditions of medicine can be placed here to cultivate. ”

A group of people chattered, happily discussing while changing pots.

An Fupei smiled lightly and watched them from the side.

She enjoyed the feeling.

In the last days, people are shrouded in the shadow of zombies, and there is fear and pessimism everywhere, and it is rare to see such a happy crowd.

King Ze stood beside An Fupei, lowered his eyes, and was surprised to find that there was an imperceptible sadness hidden under the girl's fluttering eyelashes.

"What's wrong with you?"

He asked, a gentle voice with a magnetic voice falling.

An Fupei turned around, but he was so far away from her, and as soon as she turned around, she accidentally bumped into his chest.

The lips are full of the warm fragrance of the man's green pine and the sun.

It's mild.

The chest is also strong.

An Fupei immediately took a step back, but the warm feeling was still there.

In the place where it has been touched, it spreads outward.

Taking advantage of her height, King Ze saw that moment, and she was a little flustered.

He was a little stunned and asked, "Can the medicinal herbs cultivated in this way be the same as those grown in the wild?" ”

After a while, the beating in his heart reached his brain, and the base of his ears was a little hot.

An Fupei said: "It's different, it's stronger and more medicinal than what grows in the wild. ”

As soon as An Fupei's words fell, Zheng Chaozong shouted with joy, he was so excited! "Doctor Anshen, can you borrow it from me once, just once, I'll use it to cultivate the Seven Star Huiyang Grass."

The sound of the sudden intrusion pulled King Ze and An Fupei back to reality suddenly.

King Ze frowned...... Some are too noisy.

An Fupei was quite generous, and cleared her throat, "You can call me Patriarch." ”

Outside the laughter, Cai Siyuan also came secretly, and with the support of Yi Xi'er, through the gap in the thatch, he saw a green golden lotus seedling shrouded in purple light.

Deep in Cai Siyuan's body, a bomb exploded.

So, is it really okay?

Can you really cultivate a thousand catties of golden lotus in two days?

He felt his knees hurt.