Traveling Through the Stars

When Wen Xiao rushed over, Luo Bi had already brought the prepared water to the partridge chicken. Wen Xiao jumped onto the small bluestone wall, glanced at the dead partridge chicken and frowned. Now everyone knows the way to increase combat power, and the market There are almost no partridge chickens on the Internet.

Luckily, Luo Bi was scared to death in one day, and Wen Xiao didn't know what to say about this woman.

Stretching his legs and stepping into the fence, Wen Xiao picked out the dead partridge chicken, and couldn't help saying: "Didn't you refine it on the big balcony last time? Why did you suddenly come to the corridor today? Partridge Chickens are delicate poultry, so close, it’s good that you didn’t scare them to death.”

Would you like to bring this up again, Robbie? She didn't do it on purpose: "I didn't know that I would scare the partridge to death."

It's already like this, it's useless to say anything, Wen Xiao put the dead partridge chickens together, looked at the partridge chickens drinking water and worried: "Are these all right?"

"I don't know." Luo Bi observed the mental state of the partridge chickens, and said, "A few more will die."

After all, he was frightened, and it is normal for a few of them to die later. Luo Bi thought about it, but Wen Xiao was in pain. He suggested, "Don't take it seriously, let's ask a doctor to take a look."

It's not that Wen Xiao doesn't trust Luo Bi, it's that partridge chickens are too rare at the moment, and it's really too perfunctory to give the frightened partridge chickens a drink with crystal sugar.

"No need." Robbie vetoed.

Wen Xiao mentioned it a few more times, seeing that Luo Bi didn't change his original intention, it was fine. After picking up the dead partridges in front of him, he went to look for them in the corners, picked them up and threw one piece, a total of one hundred and twenty one, this number It made Wen Xiao's heart throb with pain.

Look at the box after box of small partridge chickens, more than half of them are piled up together and died, and there are dozens of them left. As for the number, I won’t count them. Tossed.

Wen Xiao turned his head and saw some small partridges hiding in the hay, and asked in surprise, "Why did you come outside and bring some small partridges?"

After speaking, Wen Xiao walked towards the haystack, reaching out to grab it back into the cardboard box, but Luo Bi stopped him immediately: "Don't move."

Wen Xiao stopped his movements, looked back at Luo Bi and raised his eyebrows. Luo Bi didn't want to say anything at first, so he could only say: "The partridge chickens hatched by others are not the same as the ones in the cardboard box, so don't catch them. .”

Nonsense, Wen Xiao believes that Luo Bi is a ghost, if domestic partridge chickens can hatch themselves, why use an incubator? Believe it or not, but Luo Bi didn't let Wen Xiao move, so he didn't care, and turned on the wooden faucet to wash his hands.

Luo Bi planned to go to the porch to wash, she said, "I made a furnace of blue and white porcelain tableware, but I haven't brought it out yet."

Wen Xiao turned off the faucet and followed Luo Bi: "What are you still making tableware for? That Tang Luer was also made. Although the quality is not as good as the blue and white porcelain you made, it is worse than the patterns on it to please women and pregnant women." , if you don’t intend to sell it on the platform, there is no need to refine too much.”

In order to refine some fancy tableware, hundreds of partridge chickens, big and small, were scared to death.

"I'm just refining and playing, to see if I can refine tableware with flowers." Robbie walked through the wooden corridor, ran to the glass stone sink and turned on the wooden faucet to wash his hands.

Wen Xiao still had water on his hands, so he went to the small table and wiped his hands with a paper towel. The Lianzhen cauldron was next to him. He opened the lid of the cauldron casually and said with a smile, "There are no flowers, it's still the original style."