The morning routine in Little Mirror Village is to change from silence to noise in the midst of an explosion.

First the roosters and dogs barked one after another, and then the shouts from which room did they come from—

"Daddy Lu, you're enough, beware of the fryer in the morning, we'll put your sack in the middle of the night!"

"If you don't sleep with the surname Lu, it doesn't mean that others don't sleep, Lao Tzu has an enmity with you. ”

“......”

The small house, located in a corner of the village, was filled with the smell of choking after the explosion.

In the middle of the hall, a figure emerged from behind the stubbornly surviving medicine stove, his face covered in black-gray powder, and it was almost impossible to see what he looked like, even his hair was piled up in a mess, his hair was attached to his beard, and only a pair of sleepy eyes with the sleepiness of staying up all night were revealed.

He poked his head out to make sure that the Dan furnace would not explode again, and then he opened the lid of the furnace, and saw that there was another piece of powdery residue inside, and his face was full of gloom.

The door to the hall suddenly opened behind him.

The sleepy little girl, who was only seven or eight years old, looked at him with absolutely accusatory eyes.

"Daddy, you don't know...... Does sleep help you grow your body?"

"You're awake. He smiled wryly, originally trying to brush his hair back with his hands, but the black ash on his hands directly plated the otherwise visible hair with a layer of grainy stuff.

The little girl turned her head sideways, and she couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Isn't that a mistake? There is always such a ...... in experiments. Failure of preparation. ”

"That's what you say every day. ”

She was wearing a piece of clothing that was a little short because she grew fast, and the material was not bad, but unfortunately the cut style was quite straight and aesthetic, and there were a few scratches on the hem that were dragged together with a broken needle and thread, combined with the chaos all over the ground, at a glance, I knew that there was no hostess in this house.

"I ...... I'll cook for you. ”

The man who didn't even wipe his hands walked towards the outside of the house, trying to tear away the topic, but the next moment, a piece of wood on the ground tripped him directly to the ground, and the little girl quickly moved away from the medicine box placed there in the direction where the man fell, and finally saved him from the fate of bumping on the sharp corner.

Even if she is an ordinary peasant girl, she should exercise this kind of conditioned reflex when she comes here every day.

Lu Xingyao stroked his forehead, especially having the urge to sigh.

In fact, to be honest, she was quite kind to see this kind of fryer, after all, she herself was a mecha energy experiment, and she blew herself up from the interstellar era to the current countryside.

From infancy to the age of seven, she grew up with the smell of medicine and the Dan furnace fryer that appeared from time to time.

This spirit of experimenting with her own life made her particularly impulsive to shake hands and express her desire to meet a confidant-

The premise is not to wake her up in her sleep all the time.

Her dad is really a capable person.

obviously has the status of the only Lang Zhong in the entire mountain village, and he has made himself to the point where people hate dogs in order to do some legendary alchemy experiment.

She was quite suspicious that if people hadn't come to the doctor every day to ask for medicine, their father and daughter would probably not even have money for food.

"Dad, did you match the rheumatism medicine that Aunt Zhou ordered with you two days ago?"

The man shook his head quickly.

"What about the insect repellent powder that Uncle Chen wants to use on the mountain today?"

The performance of "......" let Lu Xingyao know that he definitely didn't get it.

"Forget it, I'll go cook, you hurry up and prepare all the medicine. ”

If it weren't for the fact that he was really good at treating diseases and dispensing medicines, Lu Xingyao felt that his father would smash the signboard sooner or later.

She didn't have any intention of cleaning up this hall where there were all kinds of medicinal herbs lost, and it would be like this the next morning anyway. The hall was supposed to be a place to receive guests, because the father and daughter did not have any complicated interpersonal relationships, and completely turned into a place for alchemy experiments.

Stepping out of the door was a yard with neither chickens and ducks, nor a dog guarding the yard, or even a little vegetable planting, and the yard was crowded with shelves and bamboo screens, leaving only a narrow walkway.

In the other corner of the courtyard is a makeshift kitchen.

A man like him who is obsessed with books about the alchemy of the overseas immortal mountain, of course, will not cook, before Lu Xingyao has the ability to take care of himself, it is all cooked food that is exchanged for medicine, and when she moves to the small bench and can get on the stove, the man can be regarded as building a shoddy kitchen, and occasionally cooks something frightening.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with such a life.

Her father is strange and strange, and it is true that she is not in tune, but it is also good for her, his only daughter.

It's a small village, not the interstellar era she once was.

Lu Dalangzhong, who didn't let his little girl go out to do a little dirty work, seemed a little incredible to the surrounding villagers. Although this guy has done a lot of incredible things, it is not so bad as one or two.

The little girl, who had poured out two bowls of barely palatable noodles in the kitchen, returned to the courtyard, where a small table was set up in front of the hall that had been moved out of a clearing by the man. Beside him, several medicine bags had been tied with string, marked with names and arranged in order.

"Yaoyao, tomorrow your dad and I will go to the market in the town, will you go?"

Lu Xingyao's eyelids twitched. "Do you want to buy your Rausch prescription again?"

"How can you say it's Rausch...... The old Wang Tou specially asked someone to bring me a message, saying that this batch of prescriptions is absolutely reliable, but it flows from the royal capital, and if I am not his old customer, he would not be willing to sell it to me. Where is the king, and what emperor doesn't raise a few Danshi to seek immortality......"

"Did they succeed?" she smiled.

Although his hobby is much better than eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, spending three or four dollars of silver at every turn still makes Lu Xingyao, who is in charge of the family's finances, feel painful.

"We don't discuss the question of success or not, how can we say that the level of people is much higher......"

"Okay. “

"And besides, the old king's head is ...... Hey, you say okay, Yaoyao, Daddy knows that you support me the most. Lu Dalangzhong showed a dreamy and satisfied smile while eating.

It's not that Lu Xingyao can't understand his pursuit.

Just like her natural love of metal and decades of research on mecha armor, people have always been a little unreasonable about what they like.

So all she needs to do is go with her and let him be less extorted for money.