The eldest daughter of the group pet, she is full of luck

"Brothers, hurry up, chop wood, build pots, and cook."

Stone's cerebral cortex was excited, and rushed into the forest like a gust of wind.

"coming."

Pei Qingyu and Lin Ruize responded in unison, chasing after each other, laughing and chasing after each other.

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The little kingfisher is worthy of being the owner's caring and good baby, as always, he is trustworthy.

After turning around the island for a few times, I found a group of lava caves that are hidden and inside the mountainside, small on the outside and big on the inside, composed of multiple lava caves connected in series.

"Wow, Yin'er, this culvert is awesome. It's spacious and big enough. One person can rest in one culvert."

The stone entered the group of lava caves and turned around one by one, praising the little kingfisher.

"Chirp."

The little kingfisher landed on the master's shoulder, and called twice cheerfully, which should be regarded as an answer.

"We have to live on the island for a while. This lava cave group is so good, it is simply a natural cave mansion given to us by God."

Yuming and the others were also in high spirits.

The two female cultivators had mixed feelings, and finally they didn't have to pull the curtains to sleep.

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Stone moved swiftly, solicited everyone's opinions one by one, and allocated culverts.

Mu Fan and Qing Yuan had the same mind and chose two small adjacent culverts.

The disciples deliberately stayed close to the master so that they could take care of each other.

After allocating the residence, Wang Meng and his brothers set up two stoves in the large culvert closest to the entrance of the cave.

Set up the iron pot, light the firewood, and start cooking with the pot.

Qingyuan's thoughts moved slightly, and a series of fresh vegetables swirled out of the orb and appeared in the culvert.

Mu Fan was used to his mystery, so he took it easy and helped pick vegetables, wash them, and shred them.

He has lived alone since he was a child, and his hands-on ability is very strong. After a while, shredded vegetables filled a large basin.

Qingyuan divided half of the shredded vegetables to make pimple soup, and added various condiments to the other half, stirring evenly.

Stone walked around in the forest, dug out a bird's nest, and brought back a few eggs.

Wang Meng first fried the bird's eggs in an iron pan, and stuffed them into the bread along with vegetables.

Brush the oil on the noodle cake with Fengyi, brush evenly on both sides, and stick it on the iron pan.

The fire was very high, the bottom of the pot was burning red, the vegetable cake was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the aroma was overflowing.The gluttonous leopard teeth and tiger brains were circling around the stove, dripping water all the time.

The vegetable lump soup is ready, and Pei Qingyu and Lin Ruize are in charge of serving the soup.

Each person has a bowl, put it on the ground, and form a circle.

Feng Yi used a spatula to shovel off the baked vegetable cakes and put them on a plate.

Everything was ready, everyone sat in a circle, drinking soup with bowls, eating vegetable cakes, talking and laughing, it was very lively.

Mu Fan also served two bowls of soup for Baoya and Hunao, and two vegetable cakes for a cute pet.

The two little cute pets drank soup and ate vegetable cakes, eating happily.

"Cough cough."

Wang Zehao and Zhu Ziwen walked out of their respective culverts smelling the fragrance.

Looking at the vegetable cakes in the hands of my brothers, and then looking at my Bigu Dan, there are so many flavors, I really can't swallow it.

"Come on, sit down and eat together."

Wang Meng had a forthright temperament and called the two to sit down.

Lin Ruize didn't need to order, and filled two more bowls of soup, and put them in front of them.

Wang Zehao took a sip of the soup and took a bite of the vegetable cake, his little eyes lit up.

Not willing to swallow it whole, take a small sip, savor it carefully.

"In the future, cooking will count as a share for both of us, and we can also help."

Zhu Ziwen rarely said a few words, and Shitou felt sad when he heard it.

In this year, people are not as good as vegetable cakes.

Let him be such a talkative, how can he live?