Traveling Through the Stars

Luo Bi strolled over, not in a hurry to talk to He Xiang.

When He Xiang looked over, Luo Bi asked, "Do you eat fried melon seeds?"

You can't be distracted when refining talents, so Luo Bi tried not to disturb He Xiang.

He Xiang was stunned and nodded happily: "Eat!"

He Xiang wanted to eat it for a long time. When Luo Bi was playing with the river melon seeds, He Xiang and Luo Bi didn't know each other yet. She was envious at the time, so He Yun gave her a few kilograms and she ate them for a while.

Now that she and Luo Bi can talk and have a good relationship, they naturally come to an agreement as soon as they discuss it.

River melon seeds are a delicacy in the river, a panacea among aquatic products. In addition to being a waste of food, their nutritional and energy value is comparable to that of ginseng. Many people who want to eat it cannot buy it, not because of the high price, but because of their scarcity.

Even if it is rare, Luo Bi can eat it every once in a while, but He Xiang cannot.

"I'm going to tell Li Feng to pickle some river melon seeds." Luo Bi walked away. After walking a few steps, she said in hindsight: "Hurry up and refine it. I'll ask Wei Whether you want to eat Tsuta or not.”

He Xiang continued to refine it, and she followed suit. It could extend her life, so she couldn't do nothing. He Xiang was filled with joy when he thought about the ingredients he had caught, and became even more attentive when refining the elixir.

In the garrison, the children of the general's family were running around, busy closing the small fence.

When the child saw Luo Bi, he hesitated and asked, "Luo Bi, do you want to eat snails?"

Only then did Luo Bi notice that the short child was holding a pot of snails. The pot looked very cute. Luo Bi pursed her lips and smiled, thinking it was funny, so she walked towards the child.

This is also delicious when stir-fried with small peppers. Luo Bi took a look and said in surprise: "Xiao Yanli caught the snail?!"

From the beginning, the only things Xiao Yanli caught were river clams in shells, and a few river clams mixed in with them. After such a long time, we even caught snails.

The child nodded: "More than half a catty."

"Soak the snails and let them spit out the mud." Luo Bi and the child got together to study how to eat it. This child is the one who is almost two years old. Although he is young, he doesn't eat for free and keeps working.

The child carried the basin to the spring, picked up the water, rubbed it, poured it out, picked up the water again, rubbed it with his little hands, and after several times soaked the snails and left it alone.

Luo Bi stopped playing with the children. Now that the sun was not shining so much, Luo Bi ran to the kitchen area.

"It's hot here." Li Feng waved his hand and told Luo Bi to stay away from the kitchen area.

Luo Bi stood nonchalantly outside the kitchen area. There were also kitchen staff in the kitchen area. Luo Bi didn't recognize her. She glanced at it and discussed with Li Feng: "He Xiang and I want to eat fried river melon seeds. Can you give them to us when you have time?" Shall we cook a pot? Just for fun, forget it if you don’t have time."

Luo Bi came, with such a nice and thoughtful tone, how could Li Feng not be free? He said: "You ask a Thunder Flame warrior to bring a pot of river melon seeds over. I'll marinate them with seasoning first. If you like, What flavor is it?”

"Salty ones." Luo Bi added later: "Five-spice ones are also fine."

"How big is the basin?" Luo Bi asked before leaving.

Li Feng's hand holding the ingredients paused for a moment, and he quickly understood: "The kind that can hold dozens of kilograms of river melon seeds. There are many of us, and there is not enough to fry."

Luo Bi met another child from the Warlord family, the one who was almost two years old.

When the child heard that Luo Bi asked someone to move the basin, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll move it."

"You're too young." Luo Bi twitched the corner of her mouth and said no to him.