Granddaughter’S Live Broadcast, My Identity As A Fairy Cultivator Was Exposed

The forty-seventh chapter is all good things

In the suburbs, in the middle of the night again, a figure appeared outside asking if anyone was there.

Ye Xiangling was shocked.

Of course this voice won't be Grandpa's, and the shadow is not Grandpa's appearance.

However, the other party is an old man, shouldn't it matter?

"Who are you?" she asked.

"Little girl, isn't your grandpa at home?"

Is it Grandpa's friend?

Grandpa never told her how many friends she had, but grandpa went out to see friends tonight.

"Are you a friend of Grandpa's?" Ye Xiangling asked again.

"Yeah! Suddenly wanted to see him, so I came and slammed the door. We are all getting older, and we don't have many days to live. We will lose one face when we meet!"

That's not it!

Old Li thought to himself, he was here to kill Ye Qing, and this time I met him for goodbye!

The corner of his mouth was smiling when he thought of this.

"Grandpa went out to see a friend! Didn't I see you? Please come in."

Ye Xiangling ran over and opened the door.

The other party is really a kind old man.

Old Li raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Xiangling, and asked in surprise, "Which friend did he go to see in the middle of the night?"

"I don't know!" Ye Xiangling said with eyes wide open, "You didn't miss it on the road, did you?"

Old Li smiled and said, "It's possible. Then I'll wait for him inside."

Ye Xiangling watched Li Lao walk in.

Old Li looked at the house and said with a smile: "Hehe, I haven't been here for several years. It seems that nothing has changed!"

Ye Xiangling couldn't see anything.

Make him tea quickly.

"No, it's in the middle of the night. I don't drink tea. I'll just sit down and take a look at the old man's house by the way. Can you show me a tour?"

Ye Xiangling said with some embarrassment: "Grandpa, there's actually nothing to look at. Grandpa will be back soon. Why don't we wait here?"

Old Li smiled and said, "Are you still afraid that I will not be a bad old man? When I met your dad, your dad hadn't been born yet!"

Ye Xiangling doesn't know the true or false.

Anyway, the other party is old, so let him say anything.

Old Li looked at the picture of the human body on the wall and said with a smile: "He still likes medical skills so much. Speaking of which, I knew him, and he cured my disease at the time. Your grandpa is really a good person."

Ye Xiangling gradually let go of his defenses and asked curiously, "Old father, what disease did you get?"

"A terminal illness. Don't mention this kind of past."

He stood up, looked around, and asked, "This is the kitchen?"

Ye Xiangling nodded.

"Can I take a look?"

Now Ye Xiangling couldn't refuse, "Please, but the kitchen is a bit messy. The main reason is that I learned how to cook today and didn't do well."

Old Li smiled and said: "No matter what it is made, as long as it can be eaten. If I had your lovely and beautiful granddaughter cooking and eating, I would wake up from a dream!"

This made Ye Xiangling a little embarrassed.

She knew very well that the food she cooked was far worse than that of grandpa.

Lao Li walked into the kitchen, first glanced at the stoves and the like, and then at the bag of rice.

surprised.

Lingmi? !

And still so many?

He also discovered just now that there is a Spirit Locking Array here, but such a little concentration of aura is nothing to him.

It just raised his estimate of Ye Qing a little bit.

This Ye Qing may have been close to building the foundation, otherwise it would be impossible to kill the Jianzong Wu Xiaogang.

He reached out and grabbed a handful of rice, and asked in surprise, "Where did these rice come from?"

"Grandpa planted it!"

"It's planted? This kind of rice shouldn't be planted here, right?"

With such a little concentration of spiritual energy, it is impossible to grow this kind of spiritual rice.

He picked up a handful and delivered it directly to his mouth.

"Huh? Grandpa, what are you..."

"Taste it. I haven't eaten this kind of rice for a long time. It's very precious, and money can't be bought in the market."

Ye Xiangling secretly said: No matter how precious it is, you can't eat it raw like this!

Old Li ate very seriously and chewed slowly.

Ye Xiangling noticed at this moment that the old man, like his grandfather, was in very good health and his teeth were also very good.

To be honest, she was very surprised.

The surprise in Old Li's eyes grew.

The quality of this ling rice is surprisingly good.

It feels even better than the Lingmi in Zongmen Realm.

How can this be?

The spiritual energy here is so thin, how can it be possible to grow spiritual rice of this quality?

"Where did your grandpa grow it?"

Ye Xiangling said embarrassedly: "This...actually nothing! This kind of rice is not as good as ordinary hybrid rice."

"Little girl, what do you know! Eat more of this kind of rice, you can strengthen your body. It can also prolong your life. You really don't know anything."

Ye Xiangling was taken aback and asked, "How much would this kind of rice be worth if it were sold?"

"How much? You just asked me."

Old Li pondered for a moment and said, "If you sell it to someone who doesn't understand it, it's naturally worthless. But if you sell it to someone who understands, it's worth it... Actually, it can't be measured by money, but Since you have asked so, let's talk about it with money. In general, you have to sell for 100,000 per catty."

"One hundred thousand a catty?!" Ye Xiangling's eyes were almost staring out.

She thought her grandpa had no money before.

Now it seems that Grandpa is the real rich man!

A catty of rice can be sold for 100,000 yuan!

No, it must be fake.

"Hehe, don't be surprised, if the quantity is large, the price will rise."

Ye Xiangling couldn't understand, "If the quantity is large, isn't it cheaper?"

"So you don't understand it! The more you eat this kind of thing, the better it is for your body. Little girl, your grandpa has so many good things! It seems you don't know at all!"

Old Li saw a little bit of vegetable leaves on the ground again, so he couldn't help picking it up and sending it to his mouth.

"That's dirty!" Ye Xiangling was speechless.

Why is this old man delivering everything to his mouth!

Is his mouth monster a trash can?

Lao Li chewed the vegetable leaf carefully, nodded, and said, "Good thing! Jasper cabbage."

"Jade Cabbage?"

Old Li smiled and said, "Yes, this is the cabbage seed improved by one of my ancestors. It took him more than 30 years to cultivate it."

His eyes began to look around.

He simply picked up the salt jar and pinched a pinch of salt into his mouth.

Ye Xiangling completely believed that this old man's mouth was a trash can, and she really wanted to taste everything.

The old man's eyes narrowed again and asked, "Little girl, do you know how this salt comes from?"

Ye Xiangling said silently: "Isn't it the supermarket bought it?"

"Wrong! This salt is also a good thing!"

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