"Does the game beta beta? It makes sense, but why choose us?"

"Maybe at some point, the human race may be good to some spirit beast races. You see, you and I were selected because of being in human society, and there is also an important factor and talent."

"You and I have great talents and are close to humans. It will be a great help in the future when cultivated."

"really."

"But I listen to the meaning of the spirit of the instrument. Space development also requires resources, right? So it must be a lack of suckers who are stupid and have a lot of money."

"I happen to know a few of these people. If I introduce them in, will the space give me a kickback?"

Fang Lin looked at Jiang Baibai seriously, but she didn't expect that she had thick eyebrows and big eyes and wanted to take kickbacks.

"Why do you have to give you kickbacks for normal invitations? Space is not a human pyramid scheme agency."

"I know, but they have a lot of money. The rich oil in the family can be priced at a high price. Moreover, they will definitely not consider the money when they see precious cultivation facilities such as Wudao Pavilion and Void Illusion Realm."

"Especially the Illusion of the Void God, it is very affordable to understand the secret technique for free. If I were the master of the space, I could add a skill learning fee, and the price of resurrection could be a little more expensive."

"Oh by the way, the world of Void God Illusion Realm is so real and there is money popularity. You can completely open up the use of resources to exchange for virtual currencies inside."

"They and the space need each. I only need a little bit. Hehe, I'll try it with the spirit next time."

Fang Lin felt his thoughts open after hearing Jiang Baibai's words.

What a guy, it turns out that the nobles can exploit people, tsk.

......

......

At seven o'clock in the morning, the sky was still a little dim. The sun had not appeared yet, and the moon was still hanging on the horizon and illuminating the world.

Although the sky was still a little dark, Xiaoyang Village had already come alive, and a little smoke had begun to float in the sky.

Fang Lin’s hometown is no exception. The family who had just woken up on the long table on the first floor of the mountain villa were already waiting for breakfast.

While pissing lazily, Liu Jing complained secretly to Yang's mother beside her: "Why did the big goose in the yard start shouting at 6:50? The chicken didn't even whistle."

Ma Yang looked at her and smiled: "You go and beat it up later."

Liu Jing curled her lips and imagined in her mind that she was chasing herself and fled in the panic by a arrogant goose.

"Forget it, I can't beat it, Huh, I'll take Kaka to teach it a lesson after dinner."

Alas, I wanted to sleep in, but I didn’t expect that I would get up so early in the morning in the northeast rural areas.

Liu Jing pouted and stared at the dining table and became stunned. Her somewhat messy hair spread on her white and round face.

She was really tired from the craft yesterday, but at 6:50, the big goose started to shout at the yard, and then Du Qingfeng came over with a smile and called them to get up to have dinner one by one.

Liu Jing was embarrassed to sleep in, so she washed her face randomly and went downstairs in a cotton jacket.

Du Qingfeng got up earlier, and she woke up at 6:20 to make breakfast for the family.

For her, the happiest time of the year is undoubtedly the past few days. She can see her daughter and son-in-law, and grandchildren, and the family is lively and reunited.

The breakfast Du Qingfeng made today is not complicated.

Steamed egg flower soup, served with hot and sour potato shredded potatoes, beef sauce, and some burritos she baked with her own hands.

Simple but very delicious and warm.

Yang's mother took a sip of egg flower soup, and the taste had never changed since childhood.

The soup that was just hot was very quenching, and the smooth eggs inside were poured into the stomach without chewing them.

With egg flower soup and a bite of sour and sour potato shreds, the refreshing and appetizing early in the morning.

The beef sauce is so satisfying that it is dipped in the special sauce. The various sauces made in my hometown, especially the chili sauce, are always full of memories and are very delicious.

The burrito is even more crisp and chewy.

To be honest, Liu Jing rarely had the experience of being jealous of potato shreds in the morning, but since she ate and drank at Yang Ma’s house every day, she fell in love with this sip, which is really delicious.

Yang's mother made more authentic than Yang's mother, and the baked cakes were even more indescribable. Anyway, they were delicious.

Liu Jing stretched out her thumb and gave a crazy thumbs up: "It's delicious, aunt, oh... so delicious, it's better than what I used to eat!"

Du Qingfeng sat opposite her and smiled happily: "If you eat more, eat more."

After hearing this, Yang's mother asked expressionlessly: "Is it delicious than before? Is it delicious there? Tell me."

Liu Jing, who was immersed in home cooking, didn't hear the dangerous approach and was still thinking about the problem seriously: "Well... I can't say it either, it just feels a little different."

Dad Lin pushed his glasses in a very bookish way, took a sip of the soup and added with a smile: "A little more fireworks."

"Yes, yes, yes! That's what it feels."

Regarding this issue, Du Qingfeng explained to Liu Jing with a smile.

It turns out that the design of this forest villa is timely with ancient style. Neither Yang Tingxiang nor Du Qingfeng likes the style of European and American luxury houses given by the designers.

The furniture and other things are almost all very well-designed wooden furniture by Lin’s father, and the tea room even had a long-awaited yellow flower wood.

In addition to the modern natural gas set, Du Qingfeng's kitchen naturally reserves chimneys and wood stoves.

Sometimes, the rice cooked from firewood does have a little bit of fireworks, and it has a more humanistic flavor.

Yang's mother glanced at Liu Jing, stared at Lin's father in the abyss, and decided to let the two of them drink the northwest wind when they got back.

Cooking is also Yang's favorite thing. What she is most happy about is watching the family eat the food she cooks, and it has been a day or two for competing with her mother.

Haven’t you seen Xiaojie and Lin Yuqing at the dinner table stuffed them into their mouths, but they didn’t dare to say nonsense?

Liu Jing is still too young, and Dad Lin's mouth twitches and feels a little regretful.

He looked at Fang Lin, who was gnawing a huge piece of smoked beef next to him, and seemed to be thinking.

Fang Lin, who was enjoying breakfast, suddenly felt a sense of crisis, as if someone was thinking about his breakfast.

He raised his head and searched for it and locked onto Dad Lin who was looking at him.

Fang Lin tilted his head in confusion and looked at Lin's father, who smiled at him very friendly.

Fang Lin looked at him, then looked at Yang's mother, silently turned his body and aimed his butt at Lin's father, and his tail swayed in the air and continued to eat breakfast.

Dad Lin: "..."

At this time, Liu Jing suddenly held his cell phone and exclaimed: "Wow, look! There was such a large beam of light in the Daxing Mountains in the middle of the night yesterday, and it seemed that it could be seen hundreds of kilometers away, and the police station had blocked the other side."

"Hey, isn't this location near us?"
Chapter completed!