In the west attic, a stove was burning under each of the three pots, and a full pot of water was boiling.

If it worked, using gas to make medicine would save her a lot of work.

Unfortunately, the owner of the gas seller refused to send it so far, and the purchase of too many quantities would attract attention. The point is that Mora is asleep, and there is no way to know if he can use gas to make medicine, after all, no one has used it before.

With a flute in hand, Sang Yue stood on the edge of the terrace of the attic, looking out at the green space and several towering trees outside the castle.

After a while, his eyes scanned the white expanse in the distance. It's the edge of space, unexplored in modern terms.

How do you develop it? Of course I don't know.

Once Mora became conscious, the space was three times the size of her mountain. No matter how much magic the owner has, the scope of the space has never changed.

There is no way to expand the scope of the space, I'm afraid that even Mora herself doesn't know, let alone her cheap master.

It doesn't matter, this area is already excellent, she is not greedy.

Besides, if she continues to expand, she will not be exhausted to death by farming alone. Even if she has to accept servants in the future, it will be difficult to manage if there are too many people, and she doesn't want to be busy with nothing to do.

So, that's good.

On the terrace, Sang Yue looked back at the three pots in the building, there was still more than half of the water in them, and she didn't dare to leave until the water boiled dry. Space is a treasure that is not easy to come by, not to mention that Mora is sleeping again, and there is no room for error.

It was boring to wait, but fortunately she was prescient. Roll over and sit on the wall, raise the flute horizontally to your lips and play softly.

The sound of the flute is crisp and high, echoing in the distant space.

She has several musical instruments in her house, such as pipa, erhu, xun, flute, and flute. In addition to Xun and flute, the other three only know a little bit about the skin. In addition to her natural curiosity, she learned these things to counter the reason why her second sister forced her to learn violin and piano.

In the past, she had no interest in musical instruments, but since the second sister forced her to choose two, she simply picked these five courses.

Fill your schedule so that the second sister will die.

As she learned, she became interested in Xun and flute, and since then she has focused on the skills of the two instruments. The other three instruments are still in the beginner stage, but the Xun and flute can be played as they like, allowing the mind to dance and fly freely.

The five tones cure diseases, nourish the five organs, and calm the mind.

My voice was hoarse, and I felt a little uncomfortable playing the flute, but fortunately, I was able to adapt quickly. Coupled with the aura contained in her daily diet, I don't know if the damaged vocal cords can be restored, anyway, she can make some dull words after all.

Unable to eat hot tofu in a hurry, no matter whether a miracle will happen or not, she firmly believes that her life is at the bottom, and the future will not be worse than now.

If it's worse, then adapt and adapt.

……

Since Lan Qiuchen moved to the Sang Mansion, he found that Sang Yue began to live in a simple house. I go out to eat every morning and evening, and I hide in my room the rest of the time and I don't know what I'm doing.

Thinking that her arrival was in the way of her eyes, she once offered to move back to the village at dinner time.

As a result, the other party put down the dishes and chopsticks, picked up his mobile phone and flipped out the contract he signed when he moved in, and added a few words: "Don't ask, don't look, don't pay attention, do your own job." Don't be good at advocating and adding drama to yourself.

"Why am I adding drama?" Lan Qiuchen couldn't cry or laugh, "Aren't I afraid of affecting you?" ”

"No." Sang Yue shook her head and replied on her mobile phone, "That's good, you're busy with yours, I'm busy with mine." ”

With Lan Qiuchen as a roommate, her three meals a day are no longer green vegetable noodles, white porridge or egg vegetable porridge. As long as the other party doesn't have a habit of snooping on other people's secrets, she can't ask for such a life.

Seeing that she didn't seem to be polite, Lan Qiuchen was a little relieved, and at the same time reported the situation to the boss these days-

As the two expected, those people outside did send drones to snoop.

Of course, they only saw Lan Qiuchen, not someone's familiar figure. They found Lan Qiuchen, and Lan Qiuchen also found a drone, and first used his mobile phone to chase and photograph. It's a pity that her phone is too low-end and the shots are not clear enough.

It doesn't matter, it ran away on the first day.

When it came back the next day, she made a slingshot and hid in a tree to ambush the drone, nearly knocking it down.

"It's definitely coming back tomorrow," Lan Qiuchen said, "I'll call the police then, do you want to hide in the village?" My uncle's house can live in people. ”

"No, you don't." Sang Yue shook her head, "Let's make more steamed buns and steamed buns tonight, and the dry food is sufficient, so I can hide in the room for two days." Whoever asks you about me, even if they say I'm not there, they won't find me. ”

Even the police could not raid the house without her permission.

So don't worry, just stop as much as you can.

Everyone is a member of society, Lan Qiuchen saw her words conclusively, and a trace of bold ideas flashed through her mind. But he was soon amused by his own whims, shook his head, and put the unrealistic idea behind him.

In short, with the permission of the mountain master, she can deal with it boldly with confidence.

That night, the two girls made steamed buns, steamed buns and dumplings overnight. It's probably because there are so many people, and even my mind is much more active. There are a lot of ingredients that can be dyed in the mountains, and the steamed buns and steamed buns made are colorful.

Buns and dumplings have fillings, but steamed buns don't.

All of them are fat like flowers, and some are like fruits, which look particularly wild.

There are many kinds of flour at home, in addition to steamed buns, steamed buns, etc., the two also spread vegetable pancakes. I made a few shredded green pepper luncheon burritos and egg and mushroom pork belly rolls.

In fact, there are also flour, oil and salt in the manor.

This is because there are too many plants in the mountains, and the family can't put it down, so there is still a surplus to send to parents and relatives and friends, so they are put into the manor for storage. Now that there is gas and firewood, it is convenient to take the pot in and cook in it.

But this was too direct and obvious, and she didn't bother to find a reason.

It's not a big deal to hide in the room with a few drawers of buns, at most she is out of the sky. As long as she doesn't admit it, the world is as quiet as ever, and no one should bother anyone.

……

Next, Sang Yue came out less often, and it became the norm to show up once every three or four days. The gas cylinders in the carport outside the house are also decreasing day by day, and only one bottle of gas is full, which was originally full.

Lan Qiuchen: "......"

There were only two people in the mountain, and the gas in the house had not yet run out, and she knew very well that she had not come out to change the gas.

And these days, Ahsan has only been out of the house, not out of the house.

The question is, if it was used by Ahsan, when did she come out to change the gas canister? And how did you get a full tank of gas into the room?!

In the carport, Lan Qiuchen stood alone for a long time:

“……”

For some reason, a ridiculous thought once again crossed my mind:

If you know too much, you'll lose your life.

So just don't ask, don't watch, don't pay attention, do your part. It's a good time in the world to have nothing to worry about, right? Ha ha.

It's winter, and I actually feel a little hot.

Lan Qiuchen silently raised his hand to wipe a handful of cold sweat from his forehead, and left the carport as if he was just passing by......