Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 53 Can You Eat Milk

Shui Xin congealed, no, if this person smells the smell and refuses to leave, wouldn't there be more people to grab food from him?
Before he could think of a way, Hu Qing refused by himself: "It's okay, I brought a cart."

Shuixin is proud, hum, I won't give you a chance to eat and drink.

Hu Qing easily pulled the cart and walked on the street. The oven on the cart looked big, but it was actually just an empty shell. .The houses and yards in the mortal area are built of bricks, so there are naturally places where these are produced, so you don’t need to buy them yourself, just pick some half-pulled bricks that are not in the brick kiln and dig half a truckload of mud there.

Shui Xin followed her: "Hu Qing, don't forget to buy vegetables, buy more, I played a game last night, I'm almost exhausted."

"Yes, you old man is really tired, ten low-grade spirit stones have bent your spine."

"I think it's bent your spine." Shui Xin whispered.

Hu Qing glared: "Come out and pull the cart. It would be embarrassing for you, a man, to let me, a weak woman, pull such a heavy thing."

Shui Xin said decisively, "I'm not a man, I'm a monk."

Hu Qing was speechless, rolled his eyes and smiled badly.

Shui Xin felt hairy.

"Being a monk can't have emotions and desires, Master Shuixin, have you cut off the root of your evil? Would you like a little girl to help you? Don't worry, my knife is very fast."

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Shui Xin moved three steps away, and decided to take back the idea of ​​giving her a top-grade dagger.terrible.

Hu Qing snorted coldly: "It's not sincere to be a monk to be impure."

Shui Xin didn't speak.

"Hey, you said the Buddha--"

Shui Xin covered her mouth: "I was wrong, I will earn a lot of spiritual stones to support my family, please say good deeds and let my Buddha go."

Hu Qing rolled her eyes and nodded, she was disrespectful and insulted the gods.Sins and sins, the Buddha is not to blame.

Shui Xin let her go, and said seriously: "Don't mess with your tongue, there will be retribution."

Hu looked at him lightly, retribution?First of all, retribution must have a normal world. Oh, by the way, this is not the end of the world. It seems that all cultivators believe in this.

Shui Xin felt her disapproval, and was also curious in her heart. Ordinarily, shouldn't mortals be more in awe of gods?

She must have experienced darkness before.

After pulling a cart full of vegetables, he didn't get even a single vegetable leaf, and Shui Xin was unhappy. If his face wasn't too troublesome, he really wanted to go to the vegetable market to do some shopping himself.Well, given his beauty, the stall owner will definitely give him a discount, wouldn't he even save this woman the Lingzhu?

Alas, people are too beautiful to be restrained too much.sin sin.

Back home, Hu Qing started to play with the mud. It didn’t make sense for a big man beside him to leave it unused, but Shui Xin didn’t know whether it was intentional or he was born with a handicap. He was stunned when he dropped bricks, spilled mud and splashed water on such a simple handwork. I made myself a big red face, and my scalp was covered with sweat.

Hu Qing patted his forehead: "I'll come, you rest."

Shui Xin opened her hands, feeling aggrieved and unable to understand: "I can't do such a simple thing? It seems so simple—"

Hu Qing said casually: "This is called masonry, and it is a decent job in the mortal world. Your talent did not grow in it."

Shui Xin washed her hands embarrassingly, but she didn't expect that there would be something she couldn't learn by herself.

In fact, Hu Qing doesn't know what to do with the oven. After all, before the apocalypse, home appliances and the like can be bought with money, but after the apocalypse, no one cares about that. Now, she can only rely on her imagination to speculate, hoping to make it.

The finished oven is not much shorter than hers. Let it dry first, and then burn it with firewood. It should be ready for use.

When Shui Xin heard that he would not be able to eat today, his eyes widened, and he slammed his hand into the oven wall: "The yellow mud is dry."

Then a few balls of small flames appeared in his hands and he threw them in: "Okay, it's burned too."

Hu Qing opened his mouth wide: "Aren't you Lei Lingen?"

"This is a very basic five-element spell that anyone can use."

Then Hu said lightly: "Teach me." How much firewood and charcoal fire money she would save if she learned how to set fire.

The topic came back again, which is to help Hu Qing draw Qi into the body.

Shui Xin slapped her chest loudly: "Don't worry, I'll go out of the city tomorrow and take the spirit stone to buy elixir, to help you open up the meridians and draw Qi into the body."

Hu Qing gave him a good look, patted the oven that could be put into use immediately, and suddenly thought of something: "You can't eat eggs, and you can't make egg tarts for sure. Biscuits, bread, cakes and the like—are you breastfeeding?"

What?Shui Xin's eyelashes flicker, what are you asking?
Hu Qing: "Milk, goat's milk, cow's milk, etc., can you eat?"

Shui Xin: "Must use?"

Hu nodded lightly, then shook his head again: "If you can't breastfeed, then don't do that. I can make you scones, naan and sweet potatoes."

Shui Xin looked at her for a long time, and asked the core of the question: "Which one is tastier?"

This is really embarrassing her, she said honestly: "I can't judge personal taste. You really can't breastfeed?"

Shui Xin really doesn't know this, after all, it doesn't matter whether it is a human or a monster, as long as it grows teeth, it will stop drinking milk.

He scratched his bald head: "It should be - yes. After all, I must have drank it when I was young."

It was the first time for Hu Qing to see his foolish appearance, and his dazed face became cute. If she had such a son—too bad, she would have to become a monk.

He smiled and said, "Okay, I'll make a biscuit, and then a biscuit. You can definitely eat the biscuit, and you can try the biscuit. I'm going out to buy some milk."

Shui Xin sent off: "Go, go, I will take care of the house."

Hu lightly smiled and shook his head, he really raised a son.If this is a few hundred years younger, it will just be a companion for my baby.

There is milk for sale in the vegetable market, as well as beef and mutton. Hu Qing looked at it and found that the meat was very fresh and of good quality. He thought he had some money in his pocket, so he might as well eat hot pot this weekend.The pot is easy to buy, and there is no need to customize it.

After buying a bucket of milk and a car of firewood, Hu Qing asked Shui Xin to unload the firewood and stack them on the wall next to the oven before starting the oven. She washed her hands and kneaded noodles.

The first round of biscuits came out, except for a little burnt black, there was nothing wrong with it, especially with enough oil and ingredients inside, and the water heart was very satisfying.

Hu Qing smiled: "Is it delicious?"

Shui Xin nodded repeatedly, reluctant to speak.

Ting Hu said lightly: "This is the most common one. After you help me draw the Qi into my body, I will make stuffed ones for you."

with ~stuffing~
Shui Xin felt that he could not move his legs, and his tongue was about to melt: "Why do you cook so many delicious things?"

so much?
Hu Qing disdains: "Oh, you have never seen a real food culture with a long history. The things I know are all the basic operations of my mother, which is a common practice. I think that my old lady was chic in those days, and she had to go from east to west in order to eat. From south to north." When she mentioned the extremely bright civilization of her hometown, she was both excited and lonely: "You can't imagine any food civilization that can be described by a vast territory."

What she once had was the confidence she would always be proud of.

Especially, the dignified comprehension world can't even compare to their Dahua's food, tsk tsk, it's not that good.

(End of this chapter)