Chapter 162: Is this a radish?(1/2)
Xuanyuan Jin pursed his lips, grimaced, and tried to weave a garland.
Unfortunately, it never succeeds.
Zhang Cheng looked anxiously on the side, and Li Er rubbed his hands on the side.
Xuanyuan Jin glanced at the two of them, "Are you very free?"
Zhang Cheng immediately said: "I'm going to hunt some pheasants."
After saying that, he quickly slipped away.
But Li Er couldn't help but said: "Master, you can't make a wreath like this."
"You know how?" Xuanyuan Jin asked with unclear meaning.
"Hehe... I made it up when I was a kid and wanted to give it to the most handsome sister Ahua in the village..." Li Er said embarrassedly.
"Then what?" Xuanyuan Jin asked.
His face was no longer expressionless, but showed a hint of curiosity.m.
Li Er touched the back of his head, with a hint of frustration on his face, and said: "Sister Ahua said... I am a toad who wants to eat swan meat... How come I am a toad?"
Li Er was not convinced.
Xuanyuan Jin, "..."
He lowered his head and looked at the flowers in his hand. Is he still knitting?
"How to compile it?" Xuanyuan Jin asked.
"Master, you have to do this..."
Li Er said, reaching out to take the bouquet in Xuanyuan Jin's hand.
Xuanyuan Jin's eyes turned cold.
"Do you still want your hand?"
Li Er, "..."
Subconsciously he retracted his hand.
Of course I want it!
But why is the young master angry again?
The young master's temper is really like the moon and the sky, it changes at will.
The young master is really still a child!
Li Er secretly cursed in his heart, thinking that he had discovered the truth.
Zhang Cheng was holding a pheasant in his hand, which appeared out of nowhere.
He picked up a handful of long-stemmed grass and handed it to Li Er.
"Use this to demonstrate to the young master." Zhang Cheng kindly reminded Li Er.
Can you touch the flowers that the young master used to weave the garland?
Li Er took the straw and began to demonstrate how to make a wreath.
Facts have proved that Xuanyuan Jin's learning ability is quite strong.
However, although he was weaving garlands on his hands, his eyes were constantly paying attention to the little sugar baby not far away, for fear that the little sugar baby would run away.
Fortunately, Black Wind has been following the little sugar baby.
Wherever the little sugar baby goes, that's where it goes.
After he had finished weaving the garland, he went to find the little sugar baby. The little sugar baby was squatting on the ground, making noises, and he didn’t know what he was digging for.
"What are you doing?" Xuanyuan Jin asked.
And as if nothing happened, he put the wreath on his hand on the little sugar baby's head.
The little sugar baby looked up, with a sweet smile on his fair and tender face.
The garland on his head reflected that smile, which made Xuanyuan Jin's heart soar involuntarily.
It really looks good on the little girl.
"Brother, I'm digging white radish." The little sugar baby said happily.
She was so lucky to find so many white radishes.
"Is this a radish?" Xuanyuan Jin looked at the green leaves and asked curiously.
He had never seen or recognized what the leaves of this kind of radish growing in the soil looked like.
Of course, there were no radishes growing in the soil, and in fact he didn't know them either.
"Hmm, these are all radishes." Little Sugar Baby pointed at a dozen plants on the ground and said affirmatively.
After saying that, she asked Xuanyuan Jin to look at the plant under her hand.
"Brother, look, I've almost dug out this carrot."
Xuanyuan Jin, "..."
The pupils shrank.
He doesn't know radish, but he knows what the little sugar baby calls "radish".
"Is this... a carrot?" Xuanyuan Jin asked in disbelief.
"Yes." The little sugar baby said matter-of-factly.
Xuanyuan Jin, "..."
"Brother, you don't even know radish, right?" Little Sugar Baby said with a hint of disgust and suspicion in his tone.
At this time, Li Er, who was following him, had already recovered from being stunned and couldn't help shouting: "This is just a carrot, this is..."
"This is the carrot!" Xuanyuan Jin affirmed, directly interrupting Li Er's words.
At this time, Zhang Cheng couldn't hold on to the airs of God anymore, his eyelids twitched and his heart was pounding.
Why can't he come across this kind of "carrot" that can be sold for a big price?
And, this is film-making.
Xuanyuan Jin took the small shovel from the little sugar baby's hand and threw it to Li Er.
"Dig out all the roots!"
Li Er, "...Yes, young master."
I really want to ask -
Do you need to dig up radish with all the roots neatly?
Li Er took over the job of the little sugar baby and started digging for "carrots".
Xuanyuan Jin picked up the little sugar baby, asked for a water bag from Zhang Cheng, washed the dirt off the little sugar baby's hands, and asked, "Are you tired?"
The little sugar baby shook his head, "I'm not tired."
"Are you hungry?" Xuanyuan Jin asked again.
The little sugar baby touched his belly.
I'm a little hungry.
The little sugar baby looked at the pheasant in Zhang Cheng's hand.
"Brother, let's grill some meat." Little Tangbao's eyes lit up, "The meat I grilled is delicious."
"Have you baked it?" Xuanyuan Jin asked suspiciously.
The little sugar baby nodded heavily, "Baked!"
Although, it was a previous life.
"Zhang Cheng!" Xuanyuan Jin shouted.
Zhang Cheng immediately went to pick up the pheasants smartly.
"Brother, let's go collect firewood."
The little sugar baby happily pulled Xuanyuan Jin to pick up dead branches on the ground.
Xuanyuan Jin did this kind of thing for the first time, and he became interested when he saw the excitement of the little sugar baby.
So, when Zhang Cheng found a water source, he packed up the pheasants, and with great luck, he caught two hares and packed them up. When he came back, he found that his young master had already picked up a lot of firewood.
And, still enjoying it, he continued to pick it up.
Zhang Cheng's heart suddenly became a little complicated.
The young master is obviously the proud son of heaven, but now he is collecting firewood in the countryside...
At this time, Zhao Wu came quickly from a distance carrying a large food box.
To be continued...