"Uncle Li walks slowly."

The guy sent Ye Jian out and watched him leave before he retracted his gaze.

"This guy is getting more and more slippery."

The shopkeeper stood at the door with his hands behind his back, complaining angrily.

It's useless to complain, who wants a girl who can draw!

The illustrations are good, and the books sell well, and many readers buy books for the illustrations.

Nowadays, even a god-level best-selling author like Bai Xiaosong has come to ask for paintings, and people will be more and more dragged in the future.

Maybe that day, even our bookstore won't be able to look down on it!

The man pushed the door in, glanced at the shopkeeper, and was very clever not to answer, sorting out the books on the shelves.

"Hey."

The shopkeeper felt bored, so he sighed a few times and walked back to the backyard with his hands behind his back.

*

Wolong Mountain is a small hill, only about 200 meters high, the medicinal herbs in the mountain forest, by the villagers shoveling the ground, over and over again, long ago there are no grass roots.

If you want to dig up medicinal herbs, you need to go to the deep mountains and valleys where wild beasts live in large groups, snakes and insects are everywhere.

Ye Xiuyan relied on her ability to do some small spells, and she went to the hinterland of the mountains several times, and each time she could make a small harvest and dig up some common medicinal herbs.

Today she does not plan to go to the depths of the mountains, she has to cut another suitable bamboo pole, and she cannot delay going down to the river to fish early tomorrow morning.

Carrying baskets on their backs, the siblings climbed up the mountain stream path and climbed over the top of the mountain to a lush bamboo forest.

Ye Xiuyan looked up with her little face and walked in the bamboo forest, looking for suitable green bamboo.

A finely veined, solid bamboo, and a green bamboo of the right thickness entered her sight.

That's it.

She was overjoyed, and she removed the basket and took out the machete.

"Sister, I'll help you chop bamboo."

Bean Bao has a tiger head and a tiger brain, strong like a calf, although he is only six years old, he has brute strength, and he is stronger than Ye Xiuyan.

He didn't wait for his sister to respond, snatched the machete, aimed at the root of the green bamboo, and slashed it with a click.

The green bamboo cracked and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Bean buns, okay, I didn't eat my sister's chicken in vain."

Ye Xiuyan smiled, rubbed her brother's head affectionately, and praised without hesitation: "Just rush at your strength, you must be a good man when you grow up." ”

"Hey, hey."

Doubao likes to listen to his sister praise him the most, touching the back of his head hehe Zhile.

"You cut down the miscellaneous branches, and my sister digs bamboo shoots."

Ye Xiuyan also came to the spirit, rolled up her sleeves, took out a small shovel, and prepared to do a big job.

"Okay."

Bean Bao wields a machete and is full of energy.

Ye Xiuyan walked around the bamboo forest and found a lot of new shoots that had just broken through the ground.

She skillfully dug out the bamboo shoots with a small shovel, peeled off the skin, and threw them into the back basket one by one.

"Chirp."

Birdsong came from the woods not far ahead, and Bean Bao waved his machete hand for a moment, thinking about the birds' eggs.

"Sister, there is a bird's nest in the forest, let's go up to the tree and dig out the birds' eggs."

Ye Xiuyan continued to dig bamboo shoots without looking up: "That tree is too tall to go up." ”

Doubao pouted and felt speechless: "Sister, you haven't even seen it, why do you know if you can't go up?" ”

"You can hear it from where the bird's call is coming from."

Ye Xiuyan's ears moved slightly, listened to the wind to identify the position, and accurately measured the height of the big tree: "That tree is at least thirty meters, and with our small body, we can't climb it." ”

"I'll take a look."

Doubao didn't believe it, threw down the machete, and ran over happily.

In less than ten seconds, he ran back in a gray manner: "Really, sister, you guessed it again." ”