Traveling Through the Stars

Qin Yilang and Zhan Di were talking to Feng Ling, they noticed the commotion at the planting furnace, and came over to watch. The branches and leaves of durian fruit are very lush, and the round durian fruit is big and red. The branches are bent due to the excessive number, which shows the high yield.

"When was it planted?" Qin Yilang asked.

"About ten days ago." Feng Ling replied.

Roger and the others sighed, durian fruit seeds can be harvested in more than ten days after being planted, and speaking out will shake the three major galaxy planting worlds.

Wen Yao thought about it comprehensively, and he said: "It looks like it should be ripe, we should pick the durian fruit as soon as possible, it is too easy to attract people's attention if it is placed here, and it will inevitably be troublesome if someone pays attention to it."

Just as Feng Ling had this intention, she nodded slightly and said, "Fortunately, Abi is happy, usually no one comes to my house."

After admiring the pomegranate and fruit trees, a few people went to the planting field. Wen Xiao washed his hands and was about to go to the front. When Qin Yilang, Luo Jie and the others caught sight of more than a hundred partridge chickens piled up together, the veins on his forehead jump straight.

"Are you willing to fight?" Luo Jie asked Feng Ling, referring to Luo Bi.

Feng Ling smiled, "What do you think?"

Roger laughed: "Just get used to it! If Hu Li dares to scare my partridge to death, I'm sure I won't be relentless."

Feng Ling smiled lightly and remained silent. He believed what he said, and Roger could do it, but so what, how Roger handles family relations is none of his business. In Feng Ling's view, not to mention that Luo Bi scared more than a hundred partridge chickens to death, even if they scared all of them to death, that would be the case.

Li Feng’s culinary skills are indeed not mentioned. He said that he changed the style and did not make stewed partridge chicken with ginseng. With the same ingredients, he crushed the ginseng grass in a special way, stuffed it into the belly of the partridge chicken, and placed it on the grill. Serve on the grill.

In addition, I soaked the partridge chicken with ginseng grass juice, made a braised partridge chicken, stir-fried partridge chicken, crispy partridge chicken, and marinated a few of them. In short, the fragrance wafted everywhere.

Fortunately, the large balconies of each house are closed with glass covers in winter, otherwise, the residents on the downstairs floors would definitely be able to smell this tempting smell.

Luo Bi poked the communication and called Hu Li, the ingredients were brought to the table, a jar of purple wine was opened, and everyone washed their hands and sat around to eat.

The partridge chickens raised by Qin Yilang, Wen Yao and others are only over 20 days old, and they have just grown up and have not yet eaten. Today, there are purple wine and ginseng partridge chickens. The three ingredients are good for improving combat power , all the Thunder Flame fighters were not polite, and they picked up the ones that suit their taste and ate them to their heart's content.

After dinner, the dining table was cleared away, and everyone started to share the frightened partridge chickens. General Qi Lan heard about this, so he called Luo Bi: "Give me a few too."

The frightened partridge chicken is not a long-term illness, and no one thinks it is dead.

"Okay, let someone come over and get it." Luo Bi didn't even want one, and he couldn't eat the frisky ones, who cares about death.

Meng Chi was ordered to rush over quickly, and after eating twenty chickens for dinner, there were one hundred and one partridge chickens left, which everyone shared equally. Seeing that it was eight o'clock, Qin Yilang took the lead to say goodbye, and a group of people left with a whimper.

Sending everyone away, Luo Bi rubbed her little paws and said with a smile: "Feng Ling, let's go pick the durian fruit and make wine immediately after picking."

It's good to have some activities after dinner. Feng Ling moved the step ladder and put it next to the planting stove. Luo Bi happily climbed up with a small basket. She was willing to do the job of picking durian fruit.

Feng Ling doesn't need a ladder, he is tall, and he can pick the fruit just by reaching out.